Chapter 345 The real mother is more vicious than the stepmother
Chapter 345 The biological mother is more vicious than the stepmother
As the old saying goes, if the left eye twitches for wealth, the right eye twitches for disaster. Widow Huang's eyelids couldn't stop twitching. Does this mean she will bring wealth or disaster?
Could it be that someone discovered what she did last night?
Widow Huang shook her head repeatedly when she thought of this. No, no, no, she went there in the middle of the night. At that time, there were no people on the street, not even a dog. No one would notice what she did.
So he must be rich!
Yes, there is wealth.
Hu Meizi couldn't open a shop, so more and more people came to the mute to make clothes. What does this mean if it's not rich? Widow Huang thought about the continuous flow of people coming to their house to make clothes. She counted the money until her hands cramped, so she endured it.
He couldn't help but let out a weird laugh.
In the corridor outside the door, Widow Huang's two children from her previous two men were making breakfast skillfully. The elder brother and sister were nine years old, and the younger one was only seven years old.
However, due to poor living conditions, the two siblings are extremely thin and short. The nine-year-old looks like he is six or seven years old, and the seven-year-old is even younger, looking like he is four or five years old.
When cooking, my brother had to stand on tiptoe to open the lid of the pot on the stove.
At the beginning, many neighbors saw this scene and accused Widow Huang of being a bit too irresponsible as a mother. But those warm-hearted aunties were all scolded by Widow Huang.
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In the words of Widow Huang, these two children crawled out of her intestines, and it was she who gave them food and shelter. What happened to doing some work for the family?
When the neighbors saw that Widow Huang was a scoundrel, they stopped talking to her.
Therefore, it has become a common thing in the corridor for Widow Huang's two children to cook in the morning and evening.
At this moment, the unknown brother, nicknamed Shitou, accidentally burned his wrist on the edge of the cauldron while stirring the rice soup on his tiptoes. He subconsciously withdrew his hand, and because he didn't control the strength well, he accidentally burned the pot on the stove.
The tripod was knocked over.
"Bang..."
With a sound, the tripod jar fell to the ground.
The rice soup inside spilled out, scattered all over the floor, and also splashed some onto Shi Shi's insteps and legs.
"elder brother…"
Xiao Hanami, who was standing aside eating her hands, was so frightened that her face changed.
Shitou's instep was burning with pain, but when he faced his sister, he still smiled slowly.
"Brother is fine, Xiaohua, don't worry."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cloth shoe hit the stone, hitting the stone squarely on the head.
Widow Huang walked out of the house angrily, opening her mouth to curse as she walked: "You are a freeloader of useless things. Even if you cook a meal, you will knock over the pot. What, do you have a problem with me?"
Widow Huang was spitting and swearing, and cursed and hurtful words came out of her mouth for free.
While scolding, she took off the other slipper on her foot, raised her hand and slapped it on the stone standing there. "It's useless, it can't do anything well. What's the use of living, you say?"
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"Why don't you go die with your bastard father? You're a drag on others while you're alive, and it won't be easy for others if you die!"
Widow Huang opened her mouth and cursed.
She vented all her anger on her dead ex-husband on a nine-year-old child.
Not long after she gave birth to Shitou, Shitou's father passed away. With a son, it was difficult for her to remarry, so she had no choice but to marry the poorest man in the village.
Who knew that after she gave birth to her daughter Xiaohua, her second husband also died due to an accident...
In just a few years, Widow Huang lost two husbands and became a widow twice. In the village, rumors about her husband arose one after another, saying that she was a lone star of evil and had a hard life to conquer her man.
It will be very difficult for the yellow widow who is labeled as a "kefu" to remarry again.
The pressure of life was on her head, so she took all her anger out on her two children. For her, her two husbands were killed by these two damn short-lived ghosts.
It was their birth that took away their father's life...
Widow Huang thought this way for many years, which directly caused her heart to become distorted. No matter how poor other parents were, they would not treat their children as radically as Widow Huang.
Looking at her using the sole plate of her shoe to hit Shi Shi's body with a ferocious look on her face, and her determination not to stop until she beat him to death, you can tell how twisted her heart is...
Shitou stood there, dumbly letting Huang Widow hit him. He didn't know how to hide, and he didn't seem to know the pain...
Xiaohua stood aside and turned pale with fright, huddled in the corner and kept shaking.
When the neighbors heard the commotion, they did not dare to come over to persuade him, so they could only turn around and close the doors of their houses. Some kind-hearted young people at home also asked the young people at home to find the mute and return him.
"Go and call the mute back quickly. If he doesn't come back, he will be stoned to death."
"Hey, okay, okay!"
The young man who agreed had also disliked Widow Huang for a long time. The elders in his family asked him to run errands, so he naturally ran over without delay.
After leaving the gate of the courtyard, the young man almost bumped into the man entering the courtyard.
He quickly stepped aside.
He raised his head and looked at the two men who walked into the courtyard. They were tall and had cold faces. Although they were wearing half-worn clothes, their aura could not be concealed no matter what.
At first glance, he doesn't look like an ordinary person.
"Who in the courtyard has such a relative?"
The young man said something confused, and after thinking for a while without thinking, he turned around and ran towards the shop owned by the mute.
Widow Huang is still addicted to beating people.
The soles of her shoes slapped the stones, and a smile appeared on her face while scolding her. Just as the soles of her shoes hit the stones, an inexplicable sense of pleasure surged in the heart of Widow Huang.
Her troubles over the years seemed to be alleviated through this incident. The bad breath accumulated in her heart was fully released when she was beaten with stones.
"I'll beat you to death for freeloading. I must beat you to death for freeloading today."
The more the beating, the more excited Widow Huang became.
"Yellow Widow."
A low, incomprehensible male voice sounded on one side. The Huang widow, immersed in the 'happiness' of beating someone, raised her head suspiciously and looked at the two tall figures standing at the stairs not far away.
Widow Huang snorted.
These two young men are the most handsome men she has ever seen. Their tall bodies, slender legs, and powerful muscles... this is what the ideal partner in Widow Huang's heart should look like!
She paused her hand slightly, raised the slippers in her hand and looked at He Qingdong and the others and asked.
"Two comrades are looking for me?"
"Besides you, are there other women in this courtyard who have remarried twice and lost two of their husbands?"
Gu Chuan's attitude was not very good.
Mainly because he was disliked by his wife when he went out, so he could only take out his anger on Widow Huang.
Huang Widow, who didn't know that she had become a scapegoat, paled slightly when she heard Gu Chuan's words, feeling that the things she had always wanted to hide were being exposed so easily.
She said with a very bad expression: "What? Who are you? Are you so lenient?"