Chapter 189 The Unjust Sister 3
Mother Zhong, who always claimed to prepare a generous dowry for her, not only deducted the betrothal money and betrothal gifts given by the man, but also made the original owner marry with empty hands. After that, she often came to the original owner to cry poor and coax her salary.
The old widower is a domestic violence man.
He beat away his last wife.
The original owner was beaten every other day. She went home crying and wanted her family to support her, but Zhong's mother advised her, "Every couple has gone through this kind of bumps and bruises. Just bear with it. It's not easy for your two brothers to support the family. If they take leave, their wages will be deducted. If you don't think about your two brothers, you can't add to their burden."
Not long after, the original owner became pregnant, but she was beaten to the point of miscarriage and hemorrhage and died. Mother Zhong took the whole family to make a fuss, and later her in-laws gave 20,000 yuan to settle the matter.
The two younger brothers each received 10,000 yuan, and the family left happily. From beginning to end, they never even looked at the original owner's body.
It was not until this time that the original owner regretted his decision.
She was sincere to her family, but they treated her as a tool to make money. Even after her death, they would suck her dry and use her for their benefit.
"Host, the original owner's wish is, one, to no longer be a slave to the Zhong family and to have control over the money she earns, and two, to find a suitable man to marry when she is around 20, like other girls of the same age."
Yuanchun opened her eyes, hummed, and left the space.
Then, I returned home empty-handed.
When Zhong's mother heard the door open, she came out with a gentle smile, "Yuanchun, you're back. Where are the steamed buns? Take them out quickly. Your brothers and sisters are hungry."
"Mom, my steamed buns were stolen." Yuanchun smacked her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Mom, when I came out of the steamed bun shop, I saw a little boy crying on the ground. I was kind enough to help him up, but when I turned around, my basket was snatched away. I chased him for three blocks but couldn't catch him. Woohoo...Mom, I lost so many steamed buns. I was so heartbroken."
Mother Zhong also felt distressed.
She couldn't help but scold, "You damn girl, why don't you just hold it properly? Why do you care whether other people's children fall or not? It's the end of the month and there's no food at home. Tell me, how are we going to survive the remaining few days?"
"Sister, it's all your fault. You lost the steamed buns and now everyone is going hungry." Zhong Guohao glared at her angrily.
Yuanchun covered her chest with a hurt look on her face, "Guohao, what you said really hurts my heart. What does it have to do with me if everyone is hungry? Do I have to get up early in the morning to pick up garbage and coal slag to sell for some steamed buns to feed you, and still create hatred for you? In this case, I will not pick up garbage or coal slag anymore. If you want to eat steamed buns, just go and pick them up by yourselves. You are not without arms and legs. What's more, every time I brought back the steamed buns, I didn't eat any myself, but you snatched them away and ate them all. I haven't blamed you for making me hungry every time, but you blame me instead. You are so ungrateful."
Yuanchun was filled with righteous indignation, pointing at them and cursing, "You are ungrateful and ungrateful. Don't call me big sister anymore. Go pick up garbage and coal slag by yourselves from now on."
"It's so dirty, I don't want to pick up garbage or coal slag." Zhong Yuanfen snorted and snuggled into Zhong Ma's arms and acted coquettishly.
Zhong Guoqiang also looked disdainful, "I won't pick it up either, it will dirty my clothes and make people laugh at me."
Zhong Guohao yelled back angrily, "Bah, I don't want to smell like trash like you, and I don't want to be laughed at as a trashy woman at school like you. You are the eldest sister, you have to take care of us. We are hungry because of you, you have to make money to buy buns for us."
(End of this chapter)