“Lu Ronghui, you weren’t like this before. Rongjun is your sister, how could you be so vicious?”
"I'm vicious? What did I say wrong?" Lu Ronghui smiled as she watched He Shuyue, who was trembling with anger, walk up to her.
"I don't have a sister, so why are you trying to hit me?"
Without hesitation, He Shuyue slapped her raised hand down hard.
"When did you become so petty? What's wrong with Rong Jun at home? She's not in good health. If anything happens to her, I won't let you off the hook."
“She has her own parents, yet she came and stole mine. In this family, she is more like your daughter than I am.”
Lu Ronghui covered her face, but she wasn't very sad. She had already shed all her tears in the more than ten years of her previous life.
She will never understand why her parents would like someone else, but she no longer wants to understand.
“We’ve never lacked anything from you. Rongjun even tells me to take better care of you, but you’re so vicious and stingy. You’re nothing like my daughter!”
Lu Ronghui was filled with disappointment. She rushed out of the house, stood there covering her face, and cried loudly.
"Yes, she is your daughter. You have never cared about me since I was little. Everything I have was given to me by Bai Rongjun."
They lived in a dormitory building with a long corridor outside the door. There were many households on each floor, and it was rush hour, so soon many people came out in droves when they heard her voice.
"Why can't I let her go? She wears cheap clothes at home that cost only a few dozen yuan, while I have nothing."
Bai Rongjun could get her job, but she could only go to a remote rural area in the Northwest, where yellow sand covered the ground and every bite of bread was half a mouthful of dirt. Even if she worked herself to death to plant the crops, there was no guarantee of a harvest.
She gritted her teeth and persevered, hoping that one day she could go home, but it was as if her family had forgotten about her. Apart from her older brother sending things, there was no news from home at all.
She persevered for five years, only to be falsely accused of having an improper relationship with a man and forced into marriage. Just when she was about to give up, news came that the college entrance examination had been reinstated. She studied desperately, but Bai Rongjun changed her application.
She stayed in the city, had a good job, and had connections with the Lu family. Why would she want to deliver such a heavy blow to someone who had finally seen hope?
She and her older brother both owed it all to her, to the Bai family.
“Ronghui, stop crying. Shuyue, you too, how can you not feel sorry for your own child?”
"That's right, no matter how much you love it, it's still not your child!"
Many of the people gathered around were colleagues of Lu's parents. When they heard Lu Ronghui's accusations, they immediately knew it was because of He Shuyue's differential treatment. Xiaohui was usually such a well-behaved child and had never said anything.
They thought carefully about Bai Rongjun's usual clothes, and then looked at Lu Ronghui's obviously faded clothes, and couldn't help but sigh.
Xiao Hui is such a sensible child; she wouldn't have caused such a scene if she hadn't gone too far.
What a terrible thing! Look at how badly the child was beaten; the slaps on his face will probably take days to heal.
“I… she was jealous of Rong Jun. Rong Jun never said anything to her. How did I raise such a jealous daughter?”
Lu Ronghui didn't say anything. She leaned on the shoulder of the aunt next door and sobbed, her cheek marked with a handprint facing the crowd.
Those who arrived late couldn't help but gasp when they saw her handprint.
He Shuyue doesn't usually seem like such a muddle-headed person. How come she's so good to other people's daughters, yet beats her own child like this?
"Mom, I know you've never liked me since I was little. Waaah, if only I weren't your daughter, maybe you would be nicer to me."
Seeing that more and more people were gathering around, Lu Ronghui complained for a while and then covered her face and ran away.
He Shuyue was furious. Rong Jun had been gone for so long, and she didn't know where she had gone. What if she had done something stupid?
People these days are so kind-hearted, they all pulled her along. "Even if they're both your own daughters, you can't be biased. But you, you don't care about your own daughter at all."
He Shuyue was afraid that something had happened to Rong Jun and wanted to go find her, but she was stopped by this group of people who did not know the truth, and her face immediately turned ugly.
"She wants to drive Rong Jun away. She's so young, yet she's already so vicious and jealous. Where can Rong Jun go if she leaves!"
Her impatience was obvious to everyone, and now no one stopped her.
As she disappeared, He Shuyue's colleagues all shook their heads. Was she possessed? She didn't care about her own daughter, but instead went to raise someone else's daughter.
Everyone tried to offer her some advice, but she just gave them attitude.
"Shuyue went too far. She always shows favoritism. Otherwise, Xiaohui wouldn't have been so upset over a piece of clothing."
Among the onlookers was the office director of the Second Factory, He Shuyue's direct supervisor. She knew a lot about the inside story and was certain that Xiao Hui hadn't started this up over such a trivial matter.
She shook her head, saying that He Shuyue's brain was definitely caked with mush and she wasn't clear-headed at all.
Xiao Hui already knows, so things are going to get lively at the Lu family's place for a while.
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Bai Jiamei observed at home for a few days, and then secretly went to Song Qing's sister-in-law to ask if she still had a job.
Song Qing's sister-in-law often complained that Tian Qiaozhu only cared about her own daughter. She had given birth to the eldest grandson of the Song family, but instead of letting her take charge of the household, she even separated them from the family.
However, the younger sister-in-law was good at dealing with people and would occasionally send them some meat and coupons, so the older sister-in-law couldn't say anything more.
This time, my sister-in-law went to the Northeast to join the army, and she gave away many things that she couldn't take with her to her two sisters-in-law.
She originally wanted Song Qing to give her job to her younger brother, and then give her 300 yuan. They were all relatives, so everyone would benefit.
But who would have thought that her mother-in-law would glare at her and practically kick her out of the house?
So now, when someone asks her about work, she rolls her eyes in annoyance.
"Sister-in-law, if I don't have a job, I'll have to go to the countryside. If your family hasn't found a job yet, I'm willing to give you an extra 200 yuan."
Sister-in-law Song Qing's eyes widened as she turned around to sized up Bai Jiamei. "Your family is willing to pay so much?"
“My family is reluctant to let me go to the countryside, so sister-in-law, if this works out, I’ll give you another 100 yuan as a reward for your hard work.”
Bai Jiamei boasted shamelessly, "It's just an extra 300 yuan, right? She can make a profit."
Song Qing's eyes darted around. She thought, "If I put all 300 yuan in my own pocket, I'll be rich!"
"Okay, but you need to prepare the money quickly, someone has already come to inquire."
Actually, her mother-in-law had already discussed it with someone, but it's okay. At worst, she'll earn 100 less and let her mother-in-law get more. How could she not be willing?
After agreeing on the work, Bai Jiamei secretly slipped home. She had already familiarized herself with some of the locations over the past few days.
As soon as I got home, I heard that familiar crying sound coming from inside the house again; it was Bai Rongjun again.
Why is she everywhere?
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