When Zhao Dashu came in, he heard his mother-in-law talking about his daughter and wife like this. Song was trembling with anger behind Zhao Xiaoyu's back, but she didn't dare to say a word to contradict her in front of her mother-in-law. Also standing next to them was his little daughter, Lihua, who had entered the main room with them. The little girl hid behind the adults and looked at the old woman like a mouse seeing a cat.
"Mother, take the two children into the house and go find a doctor. Xiaoyu looks very weak. Let the doctor take a look. Mother, give me a few copper coins to see the doctor."
Old Sun jumped up. Money was her life. No one except the eldest brother could have a penny. "I don't have any money, not even a penny. You are blind. Don't you see that the dead girl is very energetic? There is no need to see a doctor!"
"Mother, which eye of yours saw Xiaoyu's spirit? If it weren't for God's mercy, my daughter would have fallen into the river now."
Boss Zhao scolded with a stern face, "Old Third, how can you talk to your mother like that?"
Zhao Dashu gets angry whenever he sees his elder brother. He thinks this guy is a beast in human form. He instigated his father and his mother to sell his daughter. He doesn't have enough money for his studies, so why doesn't he sell his daughter? Xiaoyu's parents are both here, so is it his uncle's turn to make the decision?
"Boss Zhao, don't think I don't know. This is all your fault. You bastard, you black-hearted thing. If you are short of money, why don't you sell your daughter out? You are targeting my daughter!" As he said that, he punched Boss Zhao in the face, which was in pretty good condition. Not only was Boss Zhao's face swollen, but he also had two lines of nosebleed.
He wiped his face and saw the blood. He was terrified, "Ah! Blood, Dad, Mom, blood!" Is he going to be beaten to death by the third brother?
"Boss!" Boss Zhao's wife screamed in fear.
Bah, coward! What a wicked thing!
He was really blind these years, which is why he was so intent on supporting the so-called big brother, thinking that if he succeeded, he could also succeed and benefit from it. What else can be done to cure such a heartless bastard? His brain was kicked by a donkey and he is bewitched by evil spirits.
The old woman tiptoed to her eldest son and held his face with concern, "Grandpa, how are you? Let me take a look. Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go see a doctor?"
Zhao Dashu snorted coldly. "Come and see the doctor." If he sees the doctor, he can help take a look at his Xiaoyu as well.
The small courtyard had poor soundproofing, and they didn't control the noise, so their conversation could be heard clearly by those watching at the door.
Oh my god!
It is true that the Zhao family sold their granddaughter, and it is also true that old man Zhao and old lady Zhao were not human beings. But the most shocking thing is that it was the eldest brother Zhao who instigated the sale of Xiaoyu.
Oh my god, they thought that old man and old lady Zhao favored the eldest son because he was promising, well-educated and filial, and that although the other two sons were not good, they were not that bad. They never expected that the Zhao family was so inhumane! Listen, listen, what they say is human language. Yu girl is almost dying, but they didn't even want to call a doctor and said she was fine. The eldest brother just had a nosebleed and he already shouted for a doctor. He is so biased towards the armpit. No one else is so biased.
The village chief was also in the crowd, his face was livid. The Zhao family would only cause him trouble. Selling their granddaughter, was this something their farming and reading family could do? Do you still want fame? Someone almost died. It was ridiculous!
At least let the matter go. Otherwise, he would go talk to Old Man Zhao.
Song carried Zhao Xiaoyu back to the house and said, "Mom, change your wet clothes first."
Song's back was also wet because he carried her on his back. She looked for clothes for her in the shabby box as if she had found them before.
She looked around her "home". Apart from a big kang, a broken wooden table, three small stools and a broken box, there was nothing else. The quilt she was covering herself with was full of patches. This family was truly extremely poor.
That's it, as far as she could remember, it was her father who begged for it, and it turned out that this little broken table was in her uncle Zhao Dayong's room. The uncle originally disagreed, but he couldn't get over the bad boy's decision, so he had to make a new one himself and gave the old one to them.
"Mom, your clothes are wet, change them." He glanced at his little sister who had been standing obediently beside the kang. Hey, my stepfather is actually not a stupid man. Why has he been working so hard in this family? It's because mom couldn't give him a son, and he was afraid that he would be alone in his old age, so he endured it. He knew that his father had always wanted to adopt a son.
The eldest son of the Zhao family has been married for more than ten years and has two sons and a daughter. The eldest son is even more powerful and currently has three sons and a daughter. Only in their family did the mother give birth to a money-losing child. Therefore, in this family, they are the ones with the lowest status, and are also the ones who work the hardest and suffer the most.
Zhao Xiaoyu sneered. What's the point of having a son? My daughter is capable and can take on the five older boys, like her.
"Xiaoyu, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
She couldn't bring herself to ask the doctor, and her mother-in-law would never agree.
"It's okay, I'm just tired and want to sleep for a while."
Song was only 27 years old, a woman who was about the same age as herself. Zhao Xiaoyu felt that every time she called her mother, she was... committing a sin!
"You sleep, you sleep!" he said, tucking the corner of the quilt for her.
She closed her eyes, and the room was silent. Then she heard quarreling and scolding coming from the main room. It seemed that her cheap father's fighting power was pretty good!
At the end of the world, the environment changed suddenly, and most people had to use their super powers to save their lives and fight against the zombies. And her special ability, haha, is a three square meter storage space.
It was already difficult to find food at that time, let alone three square meters. What could you do? There is really no big difference between having it and not having it.
I don't know if her current space is still there after she died, safe and prosperous, and there is still a lot of space in the space. What's more, there are some unwanted things she picked up in the space, such as gold bricks, diamonds, emeralds, etc., which are expensive things she can't afford before the end of time. Anyway, I haven't eaten anything, so it's nice to take it out and look at it when I have nothing to do. If she were still there, hehe, she would make a fortune!
Mrs. Song saw that her eldest daughter had closed her eyes, as if she was asleep, and was sitting beside her doing needlework. She didn't want to go to the fields again today. She was afraid that her daughter would catch a cold or get sick, so she could feel at ease only by staying by her side.
A storage space appeared in Zhao Xiaoyu's mind. It was much larger than the previous space, at least ten square meters. However, it was cleaner than her face and there was nothing in it. After working so hard for several years, she was transported back to the time before liberation overnight. What a fucking person!
Zhao Xiaoyu covered her chest with her hands. Her big gold bricks, her pigeon eggs, her imperial green, were all gone! ! ! !
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