Chapter 195 The Unjust Sister 9
The bell rang and the teacher left.

Zhong Guoqiang came over angrily, his eyes looked like he wanted to eat Yuanchun, "Sister, why didn't you cook in the morning and make me late for class?"

Yuanchun sneered, "I said yesterday that I won't do any work in the future. I will do whatever you want. We are all children of the Zhong family. Why should we be divided into different classes? Why should I do all the housework alone? I also want to enjoy the good life of you having everything you want."

"You...if you don't cook, you should at least tell mom in advance." Zhong Guoqiang said angrily.

He doesn't care who cooks at home, it won't be him anyway. As long as he gets up and has something to eat, it's fine. He can't go to school hungry, and he can't be late.

Yuanchun raised her hand and slapped him. "It is a mother's responsibility to cook for the children. I got up late. Why are you angry with me? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

clap clap clap...

A few more slaps, "If you keep nagging me, I'll kick you a few times, you bastards, I've really spoiled you, yelling at me, I have so many white flour buns, but I'm really just feeding them to the wolves."

"Hahahaha... ungrateful bastard..."

A male classmate pointed at Zhong Guoqiang and laughed.

This was the first time Zhong Guoqiang was beaten and he was laughed at by the whole class. He was so angry that he raised his fist to hit back, but Yuanchun kicked him to the ground.

"Zhong Guoqiang, if you do that again, I will break your legs and make you live in bed for the rest of your life."

That sinister and cruel look frightened Zhong Guoqiang.

Until school was over, Zhong Guoqiang didn't bother her again.

At noon, Yuanchun did not go back to cook. She went to the school cafeteria to borrow a bowl, got a bowl of hot water, and ate the potatoes and pancakes left over from the morning.

Zhong Guoqiang was not late for the afternoon class, but his face looked terrible and a little pale. He sat in his seat, rubbing his belly constantly.

007 told Yuanchun, "Lao Bailian was late for lunch, and when Zhong Guoqiang went out, Lao Bailian's rice was put into the pot...hahahaha...your three brothers and sisters all went to school hungry." "They don't work, they are lazy, they deserve to be hungry."

Yuanchun snorted.

After two classes in the afternoon, Yuanchun asked for leave from the teacher and went home with her schoolbag.

Mother Zhong was making matchboxes in the yard. When she saw her daughter come home so early, she thought she had realized her mistake and would go out earlier to pick up garbage and coal slag.

Unexpectedly, Yuanchun put down her schoolbag and urged Zhong's mother, "Mom, go get the money quickly. I'll take you to the hospital for a physical examination."

"Girl, you are so unreasonable. Mom is just a little weak. There is no need to go to the hospital. Why waste the money?"

Mother Zhong didn't want to go to the hospital. She knew better than anyone that she was in good health.

Over the years, apart from working for Hu Huomatchi, she has done no other work, and has never been tired or suffered. Even though she was a little weak after giving birth, she has recovered long ago.

Yuanchun came over, collected her basket of Hu Huochao boxes, and moved them into the house, saying, "How can that be, Mom? If you are sick, you must get treatment. You can't let a minor illness turn into a major one, and finally into a terminal illness."

Mother Zhong was so angry that she almost couldn't breathe.

"You cursed me?"

Yuanchun was confused. "Mom, when did I curse you? I was telling the truth. Didn't you say you were sick? Didn't you? Or, Mom, have you been lying to me all along that you were sick?"

You are sick, you are sick...

Mrs. Zhong felt unlucky when she heard it.

(End of this chapter)