Stepmother: Blood Will Have Blood

Chapter 9

I had lost all my strength, but I still looked at her. With a smile, I struggled and said, "You're the b***h. Your whole family is the b***h! Listen, unless I die, or I'll live a day. I suddenly "I'll hold her neck with my last strength." I gnashed my teeth and said, "You killed my mother! You ruined my house! I won't spare you even if I'm a ghost!"

Xiu Lian panicked and tried her best to get her hands off me. Just like a dying person, I grabbed the last life-saving straw and refused to let go even if I died.

Rock pried my fingers one by one and broke them with great strength. Then he appeased the crying Xiu Lian and her father kicked me. He also went to check her neck.

No one paid attention to me, whose ten fingers were almost broken.

With tears in my eyes, I still lay on the ground and smiled in a daze. My heart ached like a knife stirring it.

Xiulian was still crying and complaining to her father. Her voice was very low and she couldn't hear clearly.

Suddenly, dad grabbed me and shouted at me with his eyes full of tears, "The reason why I raised you is to make you explode me and my whole family!"

Hearing this, I could not hold back my tears anymore and rolled down my face. "It turns out that the family of Xiulian is your family. My family and my mother have nothing to do with you. Her son is your family. Then what do I and my mother count as?"

My dad continued to shout at me, "Get out of here! Beast! I'll pretend that I didn't feed you!" He grabbed me, threw me out of the door and closed the door.

I struggled to get up, holding on to the wall. My legs were so weak that everything before me was getting dark. I fell down the stairs and rolled down. I lay on the ground and gasped for a long time, then struggled to stand up. I went down the 5th floor in two minutes. Then I felt everything in front of me was dark. I groped my way down, trying to keep balance.

I fell down a few more times. I had no choice but to crawl out with my hands and feet. On the way, a resident who had just moved in stared at me in surprise, muttered a few words, and went upstairs.

I clambered out of the units and struggled to my feet. With a gait, I staggered out of the compound. My home was a high-end residential area with gardens and small lakes. The lake was rippling in the wind, attracting me greatly. I had always been thirsty. I had not even been able to drink a single gulp of water at home. Suddenly, I had the urge to drink the water. Truthfully, I understood that the lake wasn't clean. But other than the lake water, what else could I drink? I didn't have a single ounce of money left on me.

I looked at the green lake and smiled. Then I knelt down beside the lake and tried to drink the water with my hand. But the fever was so intense that my fingers were trembling slightly and the water was not dense. I had to go to the water again and again. Just once, there was more waterside pavilions, so I felt a little sad and happy. I quickly threw the water into my mouth, and suddenly I heard a loud drink!

I was frightened, and all the water in my hand fell. I looked up in the direction of the voice in astonishment. It didn't matter if I didn't look at it. I looked at it and my face instantly turned pale.

Chapter 16 –

He saw his father hold Xiulian with both hands, and the nervous look on his face was like holding his family heirloom. He hurriedly ran toward his car. Xiulian covered her head with her hands and sobbed. She was so delicate that she looked like a pear blossom in the rain. She trailed behind him, wet the rock and Qingnuo, and comforted Xiulian nervously.

Looking at my father's expression, I only felt that my heart suddenly fell into an icehouse. It was the first time that I had seen my father look so panic and nervous since I was a child. Not to mention my mother, she had never been to me.

His mother was so sick that he refused to show up. When my mother was dying, he visited her with great difficulty. However, he was impatient and reproached her and reproached her. He told the doctor that my mother was fine and just liked to shout. Then he hid and called Xiulian with a smile on his face. His voice was so sweet that it could make people happy. He didn't even look at my mother. Later, when my mother returned to consciousness, he finally opened his eyes and called, "D*mn! D*mn!" But he didn't hear it at all. I pulled him over crying. He went impatiently. My mother said to him with tears, "D*mn it, Xiaowan is too young. You must treat her well in the future... Even if you marry again, you can't... you can't treat her shabbily..."

I was choked with sobs.

However, my father said irritably, "What are you talking about? It seems to be your last words. Don't be dead all day. Have you seen soap opera too much?"

Her mother's eyes were scattered, but she still grabbed his clothes in one breath. She pleaded, "Dewang, promise me that I'll work for your Zhu family for the rest of my life and never beg anything for you. You must promise me... treat Little Pig well..."

Zhu Dewang had to agree. "What are you talking about? Zhu Bajie is my daughter. How can I be bad to her? I only have this child."

After her mother heard this, she still held my hand with worry, but her eyes became more and more distracted.

After a while, my mom passed away.

"I'm on the verge of tears."

My father, on the other hand, was shocked. He had always thought that his mother was trying to scare him because he had cheated on her. It was a traditional trick. He did not even believe the doctor's words. He said that the doctor was trying to fool his mother and trick her. Little did he expect that his mother would really pass away under his nose. He was shocked and cried for a while before dropping a few drops of cat urine. He felt guilty and felt sorry for his mother. After helping my mother to finish her funeral with all his heart, he rushed to Xiulian's arms eagerly.

At this moment, I looked at him from a distance and couldn't help but feel his love for Xiulian. My heart was extremely painful. My mother had worked so hard for his Zhu family all her life. How could he have any pity for her?

He just took my mom as his mother. At that time, with some sweet words, he won my mom's heart. After helping him to give birth to children, he disliked my mom's figure had changed. She was not charming, and was not willing to spend money on clothes. Every dress she wore had been worn for ten years. A bottle of snow cream costs a few yuan. She could not bear to wipe it. She could only use it when it was the Spring Festival or the workplace had some entertainment. But for him and dad, what was the most expensive to buy? What food and what was the most expensive to buy? She always said, "Men are the pillars of the family, so they naturally have to eat the best clothes. Others will not laugh at the clothes being worn well. I can make it by myself."

My father was a home worker and had to deal with many chores after work and had to send delicious food to my grandmother every day. At last, he was so tired that his face was full of vicissitudes at a young age. There was only one yellow-faced woman, but my father finally found a suitable reason to go missing. My mother cried and persuaded him, but it was in vain. My father always said impatiently, "I'm a successful man now. The man who has a successful career doesn't live a prosperous life outside, but a fluttering colorful one? This is a symbol of identity! What are you crying for? Disheartening! I won't divorce you. I just play with you outside. You think, your man has played with others outside and took advantage of them. Aren't you going to take advantage of him? You just want to take things too hard! You take care of your family, take care of the fat little pig, and take care of my mother. You can spend as much money as you want! But you can't spend too much. It's not easy for me to make money."

What else could my mother say? After crying, she still worked like a cow, serving his family and my mother. But until the death of my mother, no one understood her pain and difficulties. When my mother was seriously ill, she bought some nutrient fluid at all costs. My father did not care, but my grandmother said, "We only know how to spend money! What's the use of buying those nutrient fluid! Eating more is not better than buying anything!"

But when my mother was seriously ill, what she ate and vomited was almost too much to eat, how could I eat more?

In fact, my mother was not willing to spend a penny of money and never spent it. My grandmother thought my mother should be perfectly justified and should not spend money. Once my mother spent a little money, it went against my grandmother's consistent thinking. It broke the tradition that people who never spent money began to spend money, which was terrible!

My aunt had always been extravagant when it came to spending money. At first, my grandmother was naturally pouting in protest, and my aunt was furious. How could you manage to spend my own money on my husband's money? If you don't let me spend it, I will have to pay for it! For example, she bought me a clothes worth twenty thousand yuan this time. My grandmother said that she would buy a mink coat tomorrow which was worth twenty thousand yuan. She also followed my grandmother and said, "This mink coat is good for your touch. twenty thousand yuan is worth it!" She kept saying, "20 thousand yuan." My grandmother trembled with anger. My uncle pulled her clothes secretly and let her stop talking. Her eyes widened and she shouted, "Can you marry a wife who can't afford to buy clothes? If I spend twenty thousand to buy clothes, you are so distressed! If you are not willing to spend money on the wife's clothes, I will buy them tomorrow! I think it is a shame to see you or me!"

My grandmother was so angry that her face was turning green and shaking. Her aunt called her mother with a smile. "Mom! I spent 20,000 yuan to buy a mink coat today. It's good! I'll take you there tomorrow and buy you one too! See what kind of furs dad likes, buy him a piece tomorrow!"

My grandmother was so angry that she almost fainted. Afraid of losing out, she quickly said, "I want it too!"

Aunt took care of her face with her expensive mask and didn't answer him.

My grandmother said it again. My aunt sneered and said, "My parents gave birth to me in October. It's natural for me to buy clothes for my parents! Who did you raise? Who did you ask to buy clothes for you?"