Chapter 3 Dispute
"Really? Don't say I committed a crime at home then." Qiao Mo laughed at herself, thinking that he was really a guy who bullied the good and feared the evil. She, the good uncle, had been standing outside for a long time. If Qiao Hong had the upper hand, she would not say a word even if she was badly injured.
"Dad, am I going to get beaten like this?" Qiao Hong looked at her father in disbelief.
"It's normal for sisters to have some conflicts and fights. Don't do this again next time. Qiao Hong, go out and cook." Qiao Chenglin gave her a warning look.
"Dad, how could you do this? Won't you help me get revenge?"
"There's no hatred between sisters. Remember, don't fight in the future. If it gets out, people will laugh at you." Qiao Chenglin said lightly.
"I know, I'm leaving." Although Qiao Hong was spoiled and willful, she knew that what Qiao Chenglin had decided could not be refuted. She was unwilling, but did not dare to say anything else. She just glared at Qiao Mo fiercely, waved her fist at her, silently said "I'll settle the score with you later" and walked out.
Qiao Mo ignored Qiao Hong's threats and thought about how to get back the things that belonged to her. The protagonist in the book did not get her things back. When she returned to the city, not only did her house become Qiao Dong's, but her savings were all gone as they were all used to pay for Qiao Hong and Qiao Dong's marriage.
After she came back, she had no place to stand and had to live in the Qiao family. Not only was she despised by them, but soon after, Qiao Chenglin tricked her into marrying a widower in his forties whose wife had died. He replaced Qiao Liang with a new job quota, and her hellish life began from then on. A few years later, because she could not bear the domestic violence, she opened the gas tank, lit a match, and dragged the man to death together.
When she comes, she will live a good life on behalf of her master and will never repeat her master's life, so the first step is to take back her own things.
"Qiao Mo, no matter what, we are all your elders, and Qiao Hong and her brother are also your relatives and support. Think about it carefully and don't leave the road open." Qiao Chenglin pulled Zhang Meiyu, who was still angry, out of the room.
Qiao Mo looked at their backs and sneered: This family is so heartless. If she really wants to rely on them, she will probably die more miserably than her master.
Dinner was simple, a mixture of rice and sweet potato rice. Qiao Hong hadn't cooked for a long time, and perhaps because she was not familiar with the dish, the sweet potato rice was not cooked thoroughly, and it tasted a bit crumbly and tasted very bad.
"Who made this meal? It's so disgusting?" Qiao Dong put the bowl heavily on the table and glared at Qiao Mo fiercely.
Qiao Mo took a look at this cousin who had taken away his master's job and indirectly caused his master's death: he was about 1.8 meters tall, which was considered tall in that era, and his appearance was very well-behaved. If it weren't for the viciousness on his face that ruined everything, he would have been considered a handsome boy.
Compared to Qiao Dong, Qiao Hong and Qiao Liang's appearance is much worse: Qiao Hong is about one meter tall and fat, with no visible waist. She has a typical pot belly and dark skin. Her face not only has large pores but also has a lot of acne. She is the worst-looking of the three Qiao siblings.
Qiao Liang might be a child who is not yet an adult. He is not tall and rather thin, and his appearance is rather feminine. He has neither the sunshine nor the youthful vigor. His eyes move very quickly, making him look even more wretched.
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