C2 Chicken Dog and Dog Jumped

Soong Qiu'er tilted her head to the side to avoid the attack, but Madam Qian didn't give up and continued to charge at her. Soong Qiu'er wanted to retreat, but a hand covered her waist and pushed her forward.

Perhaps the original owner was weak, Soong Qiu'er stumbled in front of Madam Qian and forcefully received the blow. A burning pain came from her back as she struggled to stand up and glared at Madam Qian.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and help me choose the dishes!" Madam Qian hung the feather duster on the wall in a bad mood. Her fat trembled as she walked. "If you're not dead, hurry up and roll over here. Otherwise, you'll have some good fruits to eat!"

A sneer came from behind. Soong Qiu'er turned around and saw Soong Bao'er covering her mouth as she looked in their direction, gloating. She took a deep breath and weighed her body. If she were to fight Madam Qian and her daughter directly, she would be in no danger at all.

She slowly moved behind Madam Qian, pretending to be afraid. Sure enough, Madam Qian nodded in satisfaction and turned around to enter the room. Soong Qiu'er followed her and saw that there were several cages of sweet potato leaves on the floor, emitting an unpleasant smell.

She picked up the sweet potato leaves and soaked them in the water. A bone-chilling cold immediately invaded her body. Her hands were full of frostbite, and after being soaked in the water, it was itchy and painful. Soong Bao'er was also holding a handful of melon seeds and eating them leisurely, making it hard for her to be lazy.

He could not do anything but wash the dirt off the sweet potato leaves and put the rotten leaves aside. Only then did he place the neatly washed sweet potato leaves on the stove.

Madam Qian looked at the sweet potato leaves and frowned. She scooped up a ladle of water and put it in the pot. After boiling it, she tossed the leaves into the pot and boiled it a few times.

Soong Qiu'er took it and was about to scoop up the rice, but she was hit hard by Madam Qian on the hand. Unable to take it anymore, the entire bowl of leaves fell to the ground and she stomped her feet in anger, "Soong Qiu'er, what is the meaning of this! After dying once, you must have gained a lot of courage! "

The smell of sweet potato leaves filled the air. Madam Qian was still pointing at Soong Qiu'er, chattering viciously. Soong Qiu'er lowered her eyes, but didn't say anything. Her eyes were glinting with a cold light.

"Alright, stop eating for the next two days!" Madam Qian didn't finish her cursing. Her hands were still empty as she beat up the egg the aunt had given her into the frying pan. "I worked hard to raise a little ingrate like you, and you still dare to throw my vegetables today. You are truly lawless."

Just as she finished speaking, a bowl of water suddenly flew into the pot, splashing oil onto her body. Madam Qian screamed and retreated a few steps, blisters started appearing on her hands. She said angrily, "Soong Qiu'er, what are you doing!"

Soong Qiu'er's face was full of fear. She held the broken porcelain bowl in her hand and explained weakly, "Aunt, I thought you were going to make egg soup, so I wanted to help you with something."

Seeing Madam Qian's expression, Soong Qiu'er felt a sense of joy rising in her heart. With an innocent look on her face, she asked, "Aunt, are you alright?"

"You, you did it on purpose." Madam Qian looked at Soong Qiu'er in disbelief. "You wanted to hurt me!"

Seeing that her mother had been injured, Soong Bao'er was also angered. She pulled Soong Qiu'er's hand, and before she could touch Soong Qiu'er, a loud shout came from outside, "Soong Bao'er, what are you doing?!"

Frightened, Soong Bao'er lowered her arms and saw a skinny man walk in from the outside. He pulled Soong Qiu'er behind him and said, "You dare to bully your sister. Do you want to die?"

"Soong Dazhuang, is Bao'er your daughter or this little bastard is your daughter!" The fat on her face trembled, "I've been married into the Soong Family for so many years, yet I haven't even had a day's worth of good days. But now, you're even helping an outsider?

"Mother!" Soong Bao'er also rushed over, putting on an act like a mother and daughter who were having a hard time together.

Soong Dazhuang's head hurt. He wanted to pull Madam Qian up, but was pushed away by Madam Qian. He was a little clumsy and didn't know how to comfort her. He could only hug Madam Qian and her daughter while incoherently talking.

Soong Qiu'er stood off to the side and watched. Although her uncle seemed to love her, he was actually extremely afraid of his wife. Every time he wanted to help her, Madam Qian, who was like a shrew, would always try to scare him away.

Sure enough, this time it was like that again. Madam Qian stood to the side and turned the tables. Soong Bao'er's acting was terrible, and Soong Dazhuang helplessly looked at Soong Qiu'er before silently walking away.

As soon as he was gone, Madam Qianfu looked disgusted again. She walked to the stove, opened the lid, and, after forgetting to put out the fire, and seeing that it was now dark and obviously unable to eat, went out to pick up some corn from the eaves of the house and put it in the water. Then she scooped it up and put it aside.

A warm feeling rose in the kitchen, but it did not belong to Soong Qiu'er.

Since Madam Qian told Soong Qiu'er not to eat, Soong Dazhuang didn't dare to stop her. He could only let her sit aside and starve.

Soong Qiu'er covered her shriveled stomach as she began to reminisce about her life in her previous life. The weather had already turned cold in the late autumn, and she was still wearing her tattered old clothes.

She knew that she had caught a chill in her body, and the most important thing for her to do was to take care of her body and slowly consider her future.