"You troublemaker, why don't you apologize immediately! Have I been too indulgent with you, leaving you with nothing but free time to stir up trouble?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan immediately let out a harsh sneer, her tone tinged with sarcasm, "Mom, now you realize you've been overindulging your child? The unrest at home these past few days is all because of her!"
Seeing Wang Yan fanning the flames, Zhang Yun's heart was boiling with anger. He shouted sternly, "Stop adding fuel to the fire and go into the kitchen to cook! I'll settle your account later!"
Wang Yan snorted and turned away nonchalantly.
Her family also has a high status in the village, and Zhang Yun knows very well that it is not appropriate to go too far at this time.
After watching Wang Yan walk into the kitchen, Zhang Yun grabbed Su Qifen and warned her sternly, "Go and admit your mistakes to your second grandmother and the Xu family girl!"
Su Qifen wanted to argue a bit more, but seeing Zhang Yun's gloomy face, she finally lowered her head and muttered in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "I'm sorry..."
"It's so quiet, even a mosquito wouldn't be able to detect it!"
How could the village chief's wife let it go so easily? The small loss of a meal made her feel upset and resentful.
Su Qifen mustered up her courage, took a deep breath, and finally raised her voice firmly, shouting, "I'm sorry!"
After she finished speaking, she suddenly turned around and ran back to her room like a fleeing deer.
The village head's wife shook her head helplessly and sighed repeatedly: "Xiao Yun, this girl needs to be properly disciplined. Look at what she has become!"
Zhang Yun tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, forced a smile on his face, said a few polite words, and then personally escorted them to the door.
As the group set out on their journey home, Xu Qinghe took out a few rare candies from his pocket.
He handed them to the village head's wife and two daughters-in-law in turn, speaking gently and sincerely: "I am so grateful, thanks to the village head's wife and aunts for their help. I feel so sorry that the village head's wife wasted food. Please take these candies back home and let your brothers and sisters try them. Don't be polite to me!"
The two sisters-in-law of the village chief were called over while they were enjoying lunch.
Although it did not play a decisive role, he could not help feeling a little unhappy about being interrupted.
Unexpectedly, Xu Qinghe's move was like the warm sunshine in spring.
The haze in their hearts was instantly dispelled, and the dissatisfaction was replaced by sudden sweetness.
Nowadays, candy is a rare treasure and not a luxury that ordinary people can easily enjoy. This thoughtful gesture makes it even more precious.
Even if the family occasionally received some candy, those sweet treasures would be regarded as precious treasures.
Carefully stored in the most secret corner of the house, waiting for important festivals such as the Spring Festival or Mid-Autumn Festival.
Only then did I bear to take out a few as a small consolation for my child's endless expectations.
This time, Xu Qinghe generously gave out a handful of candies, each of which was filled with love and warmth.
"Hey, girl, why are you saying this?"
Although she was complaining like this, the candy in her hand seemed to have taken root and she held it tightly, refusing to let go.
The smile on his face was like the warm sun in winter, and it could not hide the genuine joy.
After Xu Qinghe exchanged warm greetings with his neighbors, he was still thinking about his grandmother at home.
His steps couldn't help but become hurried, and the worries in his heart turned into the wind under his feet.
However, in such a hurried moment.
Her toes accidentally tripped on something, and her whole body staggered forward suddenly. In panic, she almost made close contact with the ground.
At that moment, she felt a surge of fear in her heart, thinking that she would really fall.
Wouldn’t the quiet image that I have worked so hard to cultivate be destroyed in an instant?
She turned slowly and her eyes fell on the "culprit" who almost embarrassed her - half of the object was buried in the soil, with only a corner exposed and covered in mud. At first glance, it looked no different from ordinary bricks and stones.
This inconspicuous sharp corner became a thorn in Xu Qinghe's heart.
So she found a thin branch and pried it open gently.
Unexpectedly, as the soil fell off, the object was exposed underground!
Maybe something unwanted was buried there.
As his thoughts raced, Xu Qinghe's footsteps were already running towards home like a gust of wind.
The sun sets in the west, and the last ray of light in the sky is about to disappear. Logically, this should be the busiest time in the village.
After dinner, every family would gather in front of the door to chat about family matters.
But tonight was unusually quiet, and I didn't meet a single pedestrian along the way.
Xu Qinghe secretly wondered in her heart, could it be that all this was deliberately arranged by God to escort her secret operation?
However, when she arrived at the gate of her own courtyard, the scene before her made her shudder with fear.
The yard was filled with people, a sea of black. Mixed in the noise was the sobbing voice of Grandma Zhu Yunxiu. Even though they were far away, Xu Qinghe could clearly recognize that familiar and heartbreaking voice.
She struggled to squeeze into the crowd.
Grandma Zhu Yunxiu's voice was hoarse, and she cried out in grief, "Jianguo, Qinghe is your biological sister! Who raised you with all her heart and soul? How could you be so cruel to your own family?"
Xu Qinghe's mind was as clear as a mirror, and she instantly understood the situation in front of her - it turned out that the son who was doted on by Sun Youfang to the point of being ignorant of the immensity of the world, Xu Jianguo, had returned to the family in a swagger.
Xu Jianguo grew up doting on his mother, Sun Youfang. This doting made him arrogant and unscrupulous. His older sister, Xu Qinghe, endured countless hardships and grievances. Someone finally couldn't stand the situation anymore and couldn't help but speak up to dissuade them: "Guihua, what's the story you two are playing? Qinghe has been working in the fields like an adult since she was little, earning work points with her life, and supporting this family with great difficulty. Don't you feel guilty for treating her like this?"
However, Xu Jianguo turned a deaf ear to these kind words of advice. His eyes were wide open, and it seemed as if they were about to spit fire. He shouted viciously at everyone, "This is our family's private matter. It's not the place for outsiders to point fingers. Everyone, disperse!"
Just when the atmosphere was tense, Xu Qinghe relied on his tenacity to squeeze to the front row.
The scene that came into her sight made her heart suddenly tighten: Xu Jianguo was using brute force to push open the door of her room, intending to forcibly move out every item inside.
The old lady stood by the door, leaning on her trembling crutch, her eyes filled with tears, her voice trembling and pleading, begging Xu Jianguo to show mercy and not be so cruel.
The surrounding neighbors also came to persuade them, fearing that this small house that carried Xu Qinghe's growing memories would be swept away.
Sun Youfang stood aside with a smug look on his face.
Her son's return seemed to give her confidence, and she looked like no one dared to mess with her.
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