The next day.
It was still dark when Zhao Dashu sneaked out of the house carrying a small basket.
At breakfast time, Zhao Dashu hadn't come back yet. The old woman was excited to see that there was no more trouble. Zhao Xiaoyu looked at the three of them eating their bowls and said, "Mom, let's take a nap later. Don't work after breakfast. Didn't Dad say yesterday? Whoever eats gets to eat."
Old Master Zhao banged his chopsticks together and said, "Do you have the right to speak here? Didn't your parents teach you how to behave in front of your elders?" This is outrageous. A money-loser dared to act wildly in front of him.
"Grandpa, look at how much money does my second uncle's family have, and how much money does my mother and I have? Isn't it enough? If you don't have enough to eat, your legs will be weak, how can you work?"
Talk to him about business, he is business!
"Eat as much as you can. One word from the elders is worth ten words. If the third child can't teach well, I will do it."
He had wanted to teach her a lesson for several days. Ever since she fell into the water, she relied on the support of the third brother and did not take him and his wife seriously at all.
"Xiaoyu!"
Song tugged at her sleeve, signaling her to stop talking.
"Grandpa, what did I say wrong? Are you going to teach me a lesson? Are you saying that our third room is not as good as the other two rooms and should eat less and work less, right?"
Zhao Laoer glanced at his third niece in surprise. In the past, she was a person who could not be beaten with a stick, but she has changed a lot in the past few days. Could it be that after jumping into the river, his brain became clear?
"You have the fewest people in the third room, how much work can you do? Aren't you supported by your family? You are the only ones who eat your food, but you don't know how to be grateful to your parents. You are fighting for a bite to eat, and you are being cunning and sly. Why don't you know how to do more?"
"Grandpa, my parents do a lot of farm work, don't they? Just ask around in the village and see if any of them is lazy. Second uncle, tell me, do my parents do less work than you? I do all the housework, such as firewood and grass cutting for pigs. Lihua feeds the chickens and catches insects when she has nothing to do. Mom, she cooks, washes clothes, washes dishes, feeds pigs, which one isn't done by her? How much do we eat? Grandpa, how much housework do we do at home? How much housework does my second uncle's mother do? How much do my three cousins do? If this is eating a meal, we accept it!"
Song's eyes were red and she felt aggrieved. She thought she was not lazy and could do as much as possible, but why did they become eaters in the eyes of her father?
The old man yelled, "Second brother, why are you still standing there? Beat her up. She is so sharp-tongued and talks back to the elders. She is embarrassing herself. Today, I will teach her a lesson!"
Zhao Laoer was a little hesitant. He didn't want Lao San to go home and quarrel with him.
Song immediately protected Zhao Xiaoyu behind her and knelt on the ground, "Dad, Xiaoyu is still young and naive. I apologize to you. Please don't blame him. She can't be beaten in this state!"
"Second brother!"
Zhao Xiaoyu pulled her hair a few times, took off her shoes, rushed out of the main room, and ran desperately towards the outside of the yard, "Help, help! I'm going to beat me to death! Help!"
In the village, it was now breakfast time. Many people were eating outside the yard with their bowls in hand. The Zhao family lived in the middle of the village. They just watched him running with his feet tucked in, his hair disheveled, and shouting for help.
Oops!
"Second brother, come out and stop her!"
"Yu girl, what's wrong with you?"
"Grandpa asked my second uncle to beat me and said he wanted to beat me to death!" His eyes were full of fear. Oh my god, what is old man Zhao doing again?
"Why did your grandfather hit you?"
"If you don't give our mother some food to eat..."
"Zhao Xiaoyu!"
Zhao Laoer ran out and looked at the villagers surrounding Zhao Xiaoyu. His scalp tightened. It's over. How could this damn girl's legs be so fast!
"Uncle, please don't hit me. I will never eat steamed bread or drink porridge again. My sister and I won't eat them either. We'll leave them all for you and grandpa and grandma!"
Zhao Laoer's eyelids twitched wildly. What was that damn girl talking about?
"What nonsense! Why did you suddenly come out when you were halfway through your meal? Go back and eat."
"No, no, no, I won't eat it. I won't eat it again. I'm going to the mountain to chop wood now. I'll definitely chop a few more loads."
Old Sun came out and said, "Little bitch, what are you talking about? I'm going to tear your stinky mouth apart!"
Zhao Xiaoyu immediately knelt down, pinched her thighs hard, and cried out in choking pain, "Grandma, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I don't want to eat steamed bread anymore, I won't dare to do it again!"
"Little bitch, you should know your place. You are a money-loser and you still want to eat dry shit. Do you think you are worthy of it?"
Zhao Lao Er was shocked, "Mom!"
The people around her gasped and called her a little bitch. This was her own granddaughter!
"I know, I know, but Lihua is still young. Please give her some food and don't let her work anymore, okay? She just feeds the chickens and pulls grass. She can't even wash clothes!"
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