C2 You Bitch How dare You Hit Me

The one who's been oppressed by the Manchu nobles the most is the Man-man.

Ye Qingru's family was a noble with eight flags. The man with the surname Man was called Yehe, and he was also called Nalan.

Ever since the old Buddha was kicked off the stage, the Yehe family had been reduced to a miserable state. They were treated as the cancer of the old society and were suppressed into the soil.

Qingru no longer dared to use her family name and gave herself the Han surname, "Ye."

At present, she could only be the lowliest servant girl. Anyone who took up the position in the Prefecture could bully and beat her.

Ye Qingru was used to being oppressed and scolded. In silence, she struggled to get up and fumbled around to find a wooden stool in the courtyard and carefully sat on it.

Her small frozen hand reached into the bone-chilling water to wash her clothes. The bone chilling cold penetrated every inch of her skin. Her entire hand was frozen and not long after, the frostbite flared up again.

It hurt and scratched. It was simply killing her.

But she didn't dare to stop moving for even a second.

When the old woman saw Qingru ignore her, she felt ashamed and humiliated. She kicked Qingru's washing basin with her feet, which were wearing cotton shoes.

"Are you blind? Even your ears are deaf? The steward is talking to you, why are you ignoring him? Are you looking down on me? "

" How would I dare to ignore you? I know I did something wrong. My mouth is so stupid that I can't say anything to please you. I just want to work hard to make it up to you. "

After Ye Qingru flipped over the washing basin, she was splashed with water.

The cold wind made her shiver. Her canine teeth sank deep into her dry lips.

"What kind of character are you? I don't know. On the surface, you look like a weak vixen, but deep down, you are stubborn. Now, you might be cursing me in your stomach, right?" The large-legged woman fiercely cursed.

Ye Qingru knelt on the ground and fumbled around to pick up the clothes. She picked up the clothes that she found one by one and put them back into the wooden bucket. In the cold wind, her frozen fingers were almost unable to move.

Every time she picked up and found the clothes, it was very difficult to move.

The clothes that fell on the ground were all dirty. She definitely had to wash them again.

She felt uncomfortable in her heart, but she still had to obediently respond to the old woman's words. "I didn't scold you in my heart. It's my fault for making you angry. Aunt Feng, please calm down. You are an elder of the manor. It's not worth it to be angry over me, bitch. "

"I have already been angered to the point of being angered by a wretched girl like you. Seeing your wretched appearance makes me angry! I should capture you and send you to River God to be sacrificed, so as to avoid dirtying my and Qiu Yun's eyes."

The old woman bent down and pinched Ye Qingru's ear hard.

Ye Qingru wanted to cry but had no tears. She felt pain but she could not resist it.

If it was not for the fact that she was sick in the village and no one treated her, her eyes would have been blinded.

Just the few times she had to wrestle with the Mongol Batulu, she would definitely break two of her teeth.

The old woman's words were vicious, and she continued to belittle Ye Qingru in a strange way, "It's a pity that River God Master doesn't like a blind person like you. You are a lowly thing that doesn't even deserve to worship the heavens."

Ye Qingru was in pain. She used her hands and feet to wildly struggle a few times. The old woman staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The old woman tyrannically abused her power in the manor. She had never done anything before.

She was a fat hag who liked to eat and laze around. Her strength was actually not as great as Ye Qingru who worked as a laborer all year round.

Realizing that she had lost face, the anger in her heart became even greater, "Slut, you dare to hit me."

"I didn't do it on purpose, how would I dare..." Ye Qingru also knew that she had gotten into trouble, and her face turned green from fright.

Without waiting for Ye Qingru to refute, a sharp palm wind had already landed on Ye Qingru's face.

"You ladies, Geiger, still think of yourselves as masters? Aren't you going to be assigned to be servants, or the lowest-grade servant!"