"ah--"
Song Qianxue screamed and shrank into Zhou Xiangdong's arms, looking at the mess on the ground in shock.
"I said I don't want to eat this kind of rice! I want to eat noodles! I want to eat tomato and egg noodles! I want to eat meat!"
Zhao Youyou shouted loudly with a red face, as if venting her dissatisfaction.
When she was at the bad woman's house, although the bad woman always told her about her diet and told her to eat more vegetables, every time there was something she didn't like to eat, the bad woman would change her approach and make her dislike it. Your favorite food becomes delicious.
But now she eats the same terrible meal every day. She has been talking to her mother for several days, but there is still no change.
She was a little afraid of her new father, so she didn't dare to lose her temper casually, but after seeing that she still had such a terrible meal today, she couldn't care less!
Zhao Youyou originally thought that her mother would hug her, then turn around and go to the kitchen to make delicious food for her.
But no.
I saw my mother staring at the food and debris on the ground with red eyes.
"That's... that's the porcelain plate we bought when we got married... it's so expensive... wuwuwu, what should we do now?"
Song Qianxue broke away from Zhou Xiangdong's arms and picked up the debris on the ground with trembling hands.
The pattern of a pair of mandarin ducks on the porcelain plate had fallen to pieces, and its original appearance could no longer be seen.
"What did you do? Why did you throw the plate? Do you know how much these things cost mom?"
Song Qianxue was so distressed that she shed tears and yelled at Zhao Youyou.
Zhao Youyou looked at her always gentle mother in disbelief and cried "Wow". While she was crying, she muttered, "You are evil! You are evil!"
When Song Qianxue saw Zhao Youyou crying, she was also very broken and her tears couldn't stop flowing. "I was ten months pregnant and gave birth to you. Do you know how difficult it is? Why is this child of yours so heartless? If I had known this, I shouldn't have given birth to you." born to!"
The moment the words were shouted out, the three people in the room were stunned. Even Zhao Youyou, who couldn't stop crying, stopped crying.
Song Qianxue also felt that what she said was a bit exaggerated, but for many moments after Zhao Youyou was born, she did think this way——
It would have been better if I had aborted this child.
Without this child, when entering the Zhou family's gate, they would not have to suffer the glare of the Zhou family's relatives, and their family would not be so tight.
Moreover, this child has been disobedient since she was a child. Once she doesn't go her way, she just closes her eyes and cries, no matter what she does, it makes her physically and mentally exhausted.
Thinking that education in big cities would be better and that Zhao Youyou might be able to improve in City B, she discussed with Lu Yunzheng and sent her child to City B.
But now, Zhao Youyou has been sent back again. Since the child came back, her happy and energetic days have been broken.
What she said just now seemed to be impulsive, but to a certain extent, it was also her innermost thoughts.
With a "Wow" sound, Zhao Youyou cried even louder, her voice was extremely sharp, her face turned red from holding back, and she kept crying.
"do not Cry!"
Song Qianxue ducked back, as if Zhao Youyou's voice had irritated her eardrums.
But how could Zhao Youyou listen?
The more Song Qianxue said "Don't cry", the harder Zhao Youyou cried, as if she was deliberately going against her.
Zhou Xiangdong was already having a headache because of the long strips and pockmarks and the decoration of the store, and Zhao Youyou's crying made him even more irritated.
He slapped the table hard, and after a "pop" sound, the chopsticks on the table fell to the ground with a "crash, clatter, clatter" sound.
"Shut up!"
Although Zhou Xiangdong's voice was not as sharp as Zhao Youyou's, it was stronger than it was.
Once it goes down, it is also extremely shocking.
Zhao Youyou was so frightened that she trembled, but the next second, she cried again.
The cry was the loudest in history, and Zhao Youyou seemed to be screaming at the top of her lungs.
"Stop crying! If you cry again, I won't want you anymore!"
Song Qianxue pointed at Zhao Youyou's nose and threatened.
No matter what Song Qianxue said, it was useless. Zhao Youyou kept crying, and she suddenly felt very broken.
Looking at her daughter with her mouth wide open and her face red from crying, she turned to look at the man who was sitting on the chair without saying a word. She said angrily, "I can only take care of the child when he cries? You just sit there. Be an uncle?"
Zhou Xiangdong was already very annoyed, but when Song Qianxue let out her anger, he immediately became angry.
"Why didn't I care? I just told her to shut up. Did she listen?"
"If you don't listen, won't you think of a solution?"
"I have enough things to do every day, can you stop causing me trouble?"
"How could you talk to me like this? Zhou Xiangdong! You said you would protect me for the rest of your life! You liar!"
Zhou Xiangdong stared intently at the woman in front of him who seemed to be going crazy.
Her hair was a little messy, there were two traces of tears on her face, her mouth was so dry that it cracked, and her eyes were full of dissatisfaction when she looked at him.
He couldn't believe it. Was the person in front of him the same person he had always cared about?
In his impression, Song Qianxue had always been like an angel, kind, gentle and beautiful, but since the child came back, Song Qianxue had become increasingly unreasonable at times.
Zhao Youyou's cries directed at Tianling Gaier continued, Song Qianxue in front of her became unyielding again, and Zhou Xiangdong's anger reached its peak at this moment.
He suddenly opened his legs and walked towards the source of the sharpest cry.
There was a "pop" and the crying stopped.
Zhou Xiangdong looked at his rough palms, and then at the child who was slapped to the ground. He couldn't believe what he had just done.
Zhou Xiangdong was born in manual labor and had great strength and strong hands. Zhao Youyou was only six years old, so naturally she couldn't resist Zhou Xiangdong's beating. Her innermost teeth may have been loosened by the beating, and a fishy smell only hit her throat.
"I..." Zhou Xiangdong was completely awake at this time and wanted to apologize to the child in front of him, but he couldn't think of what to say for a while.
While he was in a daze, Zhao Youyou ran away from him like a loach, whimpering as he ran.
Just as Zhou Xiangdong was about to chase him out, he heard a delicate cry from his wife behind him,
"Ah...Xiangdong...I hurt..."
Turning around, Song Qianxue was holding the table with one hand and her stomach with the other, with a painful look on her face, sweat dripping down her forehead.
With a wife and children on one side, and an adopted daughter who is not related by blood on the other, Zhou Xiangdong naturally chose the former.
Zhao Youyou just disappeared from their sight...
