Looking at Lin Piaoxue's delicate face, which was full of anger, Lin Qinghuan said innocently, "Sister, I was just trying to get you to eat, why are you being so mean to me?"
After finishing her sentence, Lin Qinghuan glanced sadly at Lin Piaoxue, then lowered her head and left heartbroken.
Lin Piaoxue stared at Lin Qinghuan's retreating figure with a gloomy expression, her eyes filled with disgust. Lin Qinghuan was becoming increasingly arrogant and difficult to deal with.
Thinking of this, Lin Piaoxue's face showed a hint of wariness. She had been taking things one step at a time, and she had finally achieved her current status. She couldn't let that fool Lin Qinghuan ruin her plans. She had to be careful from now on.
Lin Qinghuan came to the kitchen, and seeing her enter, her father asked, "Has your sister gotten up yet?"
Lin Qinghuan glanced at her father and said, "No, she must have been disturbed this morning and didn't get a good night's sleep. When I called my sister to eat, she got angry at me."
After Lin Qinghuan finished speaking, she picked up a bowl and chopsticks, filled a bowl with porridge, sat down at the table, and began to eat breakfast.
Lin Qinghuan didn't like drinking porridge because she got hungry quickly, but given her current situation, she had to force herself to drink it even though she didn't like it.
Lin Qinghuan's requirements were not high. She didn't want bird's nest, just a basket of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), or even a flatbread would be fine!
Lin Qinghuan finished her bowl of porridge in a few big gulps, then went to the pot to get another bowl. Lin's mother's eyes turned cold. This brat! The rule is that she can only eat one bowl of porridge for breakfast each day. If she eats an extra bowl, the eldest son and the others will have to eat one less bowl. If they don't eat enough, how will they have the strength to work?
Lin's mother glared at Lin Qinghuan with displeasure. "You brat, you really don't know any better."
Lin Qinghuan's eyes turned cold. She was getting angry over eating an extra bowl of porridge. Enough already.
Lin Qinghuan looked at the untouched boiled eggs in the bowl and said, "If you keep glaring at me, I'll eat all the eggs in the bowl, or I'll go kill a chicken right now and we'll have chicken for lunch."
"How dare you?" Lin's mother said angrily.
"I dare to kill even pigs, do you think I would dare?" Lin Qinghuan said coldly.
Lin Qinghuan just wanted to live a quiet life. Why did all these people always dislike her? What did she do to deserve this?
Why is life so tiring?
Tears welled up in Lin Qinghuan's clear, bright eyes, then she closed them. When she opened them again, she was still the strong Lin Qinghuan.
Lin's mother was stunned by the sadness and despair in Lin Qinghuan's eyes. At this moment, Lin Qinghuan was filled with an aura of sorrow and loneliness.
Lin Qinghuan looked at her mother expressionlessly, a hint of ferocity flashing in her eyes, and said coldly, "Why did you give birth to me? Why didn't you strangle me when I was born? Did you think that if I died, I wouldn't be in your way?"
This is something the original owner has always wanted to say and ask, and today Lin Qinghuan asked it for her.
Lin's mother looked at Lin Qinghuan and found that her eyes were devoid of any emotion, and her face was full of aloofness and indifference. Her heart suddenly tightened. When did the little girl who once had a face full of affection and eyes that longed for her love become like a stagnant pool in her eyes, with only indifference and woodenness left?
The three Lin brothers knew that Lin Qinghuan would no longer try to please or accommodate them, but when they saw the icy expression on her face and the cold, indifferent aura emanating from her, keeping people at arm's length and preventing anyone from getting close, they felt something was drifting further and further away from them.
Mr. Lin glared at Mrs. Lin, telling her to shut up, then looked at Lin Qinghuan, wanting to say something to ease the tension, but Lin Qinghuan didn't even look at him, so he could only shut his mouth awkwardly.
Lin's mother said nothing more, coldly burying her head in her food. Lin Qinghuan resented her, but so be it! Anyway, she wouldn't rely on this brat Lin Qinghuan when she got old. She had three sons and Piaoxue; one more or one less wouldn't make a difference.
Lin Qinghuan put down the bowl, stood up, and left the kitchen.
After Lin Qinghuan left, Lin's father looked at Lin's mother and said, "I warned you not to provoke Lin Qinghuan anymore, why didn't you listen? Do you want to cause chaos every day? Lin Qinghuan is no longer the Lin Qinghuan who always hoped for your care and longed for your love. She has passed the age of needing the love of her family. Don't use the same tactics on her anymore. She doesn't care about us anymore."
Lin's mother's lips moved slightly, and finally she lowered her head and said, "I understand."
Lin Qinghuan sat at the entrance of the main room, looking at the scenery in the distance, lost in thought. She hated the endless arguments. How could she change her current situation?
Looking at Lin Qinghuan, who was staring blankly at him with no expression in her eyes, Lin's father wondered what she was thinking. After all, Lin Qinghuan was his own daughter, and her current state was a result of their neglect and favoritism. His heart ached slightly, but only for a moment, before he recovered.
"Qinghuan, we need to weed the cornfield. Let's all weed together today," Lin's father called out to Lin Qinghuan.
Lin Qinghuan looked at her father with calm, unwavering eyes, said nothing, stood up, walked to the corner, picked up a hoe, and looked at her father.
Looking at Lin Qinghuan, Lin's father said, "Qinghuan, can't our family get along well?"
Lin Qinghuan's face remained expressionless as she said indifferently, "Do you consider me family? In your eyes, I'm dispensable. In Lin Qing and the others' eyes, I'm just a free maid. In Lin Piaoxue's mother's eyes, I'm worthless. Stop deceiving yourselves."
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