The two-finger-thick bench was chopped into pieces by Shen Zhiyao with her bare hands.
Mrs. Yang, Shen Qizhu and Little Yang were so frightened that they trembled all over. At this moment, they were in a state of shock, as if they were in a turbulent state.
Shen Zhiyao withdrew her hand with satisfaction. After knowing that her body had been very strong since she was a child, she quietly tried it on the road, so she chopped it down without hesitation.
"Pink is delicate. How old is my sister now? She looks like she is forty. Why not take a photo of yourself? If you put on this pink dress of mine, I'm afraid it will just be like an old lady applying powder."
Shen Zhiyao looked at Bai Shen Qizhu with disdain.
Then he glanced around Old Madam Yang, Little Yang and others: "Who else wants my things?"
Who dares!
Little Yang shrank in fear and said nothing, fearing that Shen Zhiyao would turn around and chop her with a palm.
After Shen Qizhu was stunned, she subconsciously retorted: "I, I, I'm only sixteen this year!"
"What does the old lady mean by applying powder?" Shen Fu, the chubby little man on the side, looked at her in confusion.
Shen Zhiyao kindly explained to him: "Pretend to be young."
"Why not drown yourself?"
"Why don't you pee and take a look at yourself?"
"Ah! I see, you were scolding my sister-in-law just now!" Shen Fu looked proud as if he understood something. He was really smart.
Shen Zhiyao: "..."
Shen Zhiyao ignored him, turned around and removed Shen Yueya's little hand from her ear: "Yueya, it's okay."
"Yao Shou! I hit you just because I asked you for some clothes. It's simply unfilial! I'm your grandma, and whatever you have is mine."
After being frightened, Mrs. Yang suddenly opened her voice and howled loudly, as if she wanted the neighbors to hear her.
Seeing this, Shen Zhiyao only glanced at Xiao Yang and Liu: "I wonder which of you is my fourth aunt?"
"...Me." Little Yang didn't know what she was going to do.
"I heard that my fourth uncle is already a boy and is very talented in reading. He will definitely be able to take the imperial examination and become a high official in the future... What a pity, how pitiful." Shen Zhiyao stared at her with pity and shook his head.
"What, what do you mean?" Little Yang was filled with joy and excitement after listening to Shen Zhiyao's words. Later, when she saw Shen Zhiyao's expression, she immediately became anxious and confused.
Shen Zhiyao said with a serious face: "As the saying goes, the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is crooked. If people knew that the fourth uncle had a mother who snatched my granddaughter's clothes, no one in the family would stop him. I am afraid that the fourth uncle would also be suspected of bad conduct. , so no good master is willing to teach him."
Little Yang's heart skipped a beat.
My husband is now studying with a scholar in the town. After studying for several years, he has never been able to pass the examination. Some time ago, the husband wanted to find another husband, preferably from the county town, but no husband has ever been willing to accept him.
Is it because of my mother?
After all, ever since Mingxue was taken back by her biological parents, people from all over the country knew how her mother treated Mingxue before.
Xiao Yang inevitably followed Shen Zhiyao's train of thought.
Mrs. Yang wanted to say something else, but Shen Zhiyao closed her box with a bang.
"Crescent Moon, take sister to the house where you live."
"Sister, let's go this way." Shen Yueya took her there.
When she interrupted, Old Mrs. Yang held her breath in her chest and couldn't move up or down. As soon as she moved her steps, Little Yang grabbed her sleeve.
"Mom, why don't we just forget about it, those clothes..."
"What, you believed her?" Old Mrs. Yang glared at her displeased.
Little Yang didn't dare to look at Old Mrs. Yang, and glanced at her randomly and said, "I don't have one."
Shen Qizhu on the side also reacted at this time and said aggrievedly: "Mom, that little bitch dares to scold me. I will tear her mouth apart. Mom, let's drive her out."
"Kick him out?" Mrs. Yang didn't know what she thought of, and shook her head suddenly: "No!"
Shen Qizhu and Xiao Yang were a little surprised by her reaction, and even Liu, who had not spoken from the beginning to the end, looked at her strangely.
Mrs. Yang first stretched out her hand and pointed at Mrs. Liu: "What time is it? Why don't you go and cook the meal quickly? Do you want me to invite you?"
"Mom, I'm going right away."
Mrs. Liu pulled Shen Xiaocao and strode to the kitchen.
"You rich and noble people, you go outside and play." Mrs. Yang sent Shen Fu and Shen Gui away again.
When she, Shen Qizhu, and little Yang were the only ones left in the hall, Mrs. Yang bared her big yellow teeth and said, "That little bitch will be old enough next year. Then she will be sold to the town's Yuanwai master as a concubine. With her figure and appearance, she can definitely be sold for a lot of money."
Humph, she is the little bitch's grandmother. No matter how arrogant the little bitch is now, she still has to be the one to control her marriage.
"Mom is still thoughtful. Next, I have to temper her temper. It's best to sell her to an ugly, fat old man who wants to beat women as a concubine."
Shen Qizhu's eyes lit up, he and Mrs. Yang were so vicious together.
After finishing her words, she left a sentence, "I'll watch my second sister-in-law cook." and walked to the kitchen happily.
Little Yang also wanted to go, but Mrs. Yang stopped her: "Why are you joining in the fun? Why don't you go to the river and get your clothes back, so as not to be stolen."
"Mom, who will wash it when you get it back?" Little Yang asked subconsciously.
Old Mrs. Yang muttered casually: "Let the little bitch wash it later."
Little Yang looked at the broken bench and looked suspicious: "Can she wash it?"
Old Mrs. Yang thought for a moment: "I have my own way."
Little Yang chose to believe in her mother-in-law's abilities and went to the river without any resistance in her heart.
Shen Zhiyao had no idea what the people in the main room were planning. She followed Shen Yueya not long before arriving at the "bamboo house" built by the Shen family next to the livestock shed specifically for Shen Yueya and Shen Baiqiu.
The bamboo house was dark and cramped, and as soon as we stepped inside, we were hit by the stench of chicken excrement and pig excrement.
Shen Zhiyao looked at the bamboo house without changing her expression.
It was a simple bed with some straw on the wooden board. The quilt was thin but washed very clean.
Apart from the bed, there was nothing else in the room, and it was completely empty.
Shen Zhiyao placed the box in her hand on the ground next to the bed, raised her eyes and looked at Shen Yueya: "Yueya, can my sister give you a small incision?"
She had noticed before that the little girl's hair was tied up in a very sloppy way, looking like a bird's nest from a distance.
"Sister, aren't you going to sleep?"
Shen Yueya stood in front of her, looking at her with black grape-like eyes, and blinked in confusion.
Every time my fourth uncle came home from town, he would go into his room and sleep for a long time before coming out. Grandma said that his fourth uncle had walked a long way and was very tired and needed to rest. My sister will be very tired when she comes home from a far away place.
"I'm not sleepy." Shen Zhiyao shook her head and asked Shen Yueya to sit on the box.
Then, she untied a rag tied to Shen Yueya's head and tore the rag into two thin strips. She lightly combed Shen Yueya's hair with her fingers and gave Shen Yueya a double bun.
After combing her hair, her fingers were stink.
Well, the little girl's hair is not only messy but also a little dirty.
I have to wash the little girl's hair later.
