Every time I asked her to do something, she had this expression on her face, as if I owed her 18 million. In an era when the average salary was just over 30 yuan, she only paid 35 yuan a month. Wasn't it obvious who was eating whom? She put it in their mouths, but it became like I was eating their food and wearing their clothes. It was ridiculous.
It's just that the original owner was protected too well by her parents. She was timid and simple-minded, and didn't know the dangers of the world. In addition, her parents died suddenly, and her heart was filled with the sorrow of losing her parents. In a short time, she was brought back by Qiao Chenglin.
She was still immersed in grief and had not yet come to her senses. Qiao Chenglin and Zhang Meiyun coaxed and frightened her into giving them the 20 yuan monthly pension given to her by the government, agreeing to give them the rent as living expenses, and also taking out the house deed and passbook and asking Qiao Chenglin to keep them for her.
Soon after, under the pressure of Zhang Meiyu and Qiao Hong, she took over the household chores of the Qiao family and became a servant with her own living expenses.
Now that she is here, she will not allow herself to be bullied like the original owner. Besides, she will be sent to the countryside in a few days and it is impossible for her to be their maid anymore.
"Qiao Mo, how could you hit your sister?" Qiao Chenglin rushed in and saw that his daughter was in so much pain that sweat was coming out of her forehead. He was so distressed that he couldn't even breathe.
"Sister? I didn't join forces with my brothers to beat my sister. Now you feel sad, but did you stop them when they teamed up to beat me? Did you say a word for me?" Qiao Chenglin stared coldly at her good uncle.
"Qiao Mo, no matter how wrong your sister is, you shouldn't hit her like this."
"I shouldn't have hit her, but she deserved to be beaten by them?" Qiao Mo thought about the original owner who had been here for two years and had no idea how many times she had been beaten by them. He regretted not hitting her harder.
"Qiao Mo, you dead girl, do you think you have grown wings and we can't control you anymore? How dare you commit violence at home?" At this time, Zhang Meiyu ran in with a stick as thick as her arm. Seeing her daughter's pale face, she swung the stick and hit Qiao Mo on the head.
Seeing this scene, Qiao Mo wanted to smash her to death, and hatred filled her heart again: Zhang Meiyu used to beat her with this stick, and every time she hit her on the back, the pain was so severe that she couldn't get out of bed for several days.
She reached out and grabbed the stick, pulling hard, and Zhang Meiyun fell to the ground. "You also said that I'm too arrogant. Let me tell you, if anyone lays a hand on me again, I will pay them back tenfold or a hundredfold."
"Qiao Mo, that's your uncle, can you be a little respectful?" Qiao Chenglin wanted to go forward to help, but he was afraid of the stick in her hand. He knew that as long as he took action, Qiao Mo would definitely not show mercy.
"What's wrong with me? Did I touch her? She wants to beat me to death, so how can I not hide? Should I stand here and let her beat me? Also, you and your family are right to beat me, should we go to the neighborhood committee and talk about it?" Qiao Mo looked at her hatefully. If her good uncle had any feelings for her, how could the original owner suffer so much?
"Let's go to the neighborhood committee, Qi'an. Let's go to the neighborhood committee and let everyone judge whether it is right for you to beat people at home." Zhang Meiyu stood up and pointed at her viciously.
"Oh, it just so happens that my father's job has been taken by someone else, and I was also blamed for being sent to the countryside for no reason." Qiao Mo was about to rush out with a stick in his hand.
"Qiao Mo, these are family matters. There's no need to bother the neighborhood committee." Qiao Chenglin was shocked when he heard what Qiao Mo said and hurriedly stopped him.
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