Zhaodi couldn't help it, she rushed forward with tears in her eyes, and hugged Chen Chunhua who was about to pull the cart. Chen Chunhua was frightened by her, and when she looked closely, she found that it was her mother.
"Chunhua, go back with mother."
"Go back, where are you going?"
"Go home."
"Which home are you going back to? Your home?"
"You, my girl, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing. Ever since you accepted the betrothal gift from Wang the Butcher, you have already sold me out. Can I return the goods that have been sold? Of course not."
Chen Chunhua shook Zhaodi off, pulled the rope to pull the cart, but was pulled by Zhaodi again. Zhaodi snatched the rope, put it in front of her body, and began to pull the cart hard.
But the flatbed cart didn't move after several attempts. It turned out that the woman behind it was not pushing the cart at all. She was not sure what had happened. Since she could be lazy, she would of course be lazy for a while longer.
"Why don't you push it?"
Zhaodi looked back at the woman, and the woman rolled her eyes. Chen Chunhua was still a temporary worker here. Who the hell are you? You actually came here and grabbed the job.
"Chunhua, ask her to help push the cart, and mom will help you pull a few carts."
"Can you pull a few trucks for me? Or can you pull a few days for me? Since you sold me, don't pretend to love me. I won't fall for it."
"Chen Chunhua, how can you talk like that? If you hadn't committed suicide, would you have gotten to this point today?"
Chen Weimin couldn't bear to listen anymore and asked angrily.
"I'm asking for death. Look at how Cheng Qiao lived after getting married, and how I lived after getting married. You still think you're helping me. Go away. I don't want to see you again."
Chen Chunhua snatched the rope from Zhaodi and pushed her viciously. Zhaodi took several steps back, but ultimately failed to keep her balance and fell to the ground.
Chen Weimin was so angry that his chest kept heaving. He knew that he was careless in this matter, but under the circumstances at the time he could only sacrifice the car to save the driver, otherwise the reputation of the Chen family would be trampled underfoot.
"Zhao Di, let's go. This ungrateful guy, from now on, just pretend that we never gave birth to this daughter."
"Go away now, don't come here again, from now on just treat me as if my parents are dead."
Chen Chunhua sneered and replied that she would not be bullied by Wang Tuzi all her life. When she came up with a good plan, she would make Wang Tuzi die with regrets.
"My child's father, how could Chunhua hurt my heart like this? How could this damn girl be so heartless? I have suffered so much for her..."
Zhaodi burst into tears. She never thought things would turn out like this. How would she explain to the villagers when she goes back and tell them that her daughter was indeed doing heavy work in the brick kiln factory? How would she save her face
"Let's go. Don't treat her as your daughter anymore. Just treat her as a stranger."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the women in the embryo-hauling group looked at Chen Chunhua with a slight pity in their eyes. It seemed that she was another poor person who was sold by her parents, otherwise why would she come here to work.
When the villagers saw Zhaodi and her husband coming back, they all ran over to ask them questions, just to confirm whether Chen Chunhua was really working as a laborer in the brick kiln factory.
Miao Qing also came forward nervously. If Chunhua was really so useless, could she still use Chunhua to get revenge? Obviously not. She was such a useless thing.
It’s bad enough that she couldn’t catch the second-rate guy, but now she can’t even catch a divorced man who is much older than her and has a child. Instead, she was caught by someone. What a coward.
Faced with so many people's suspicion, Zhaodi finally couldn't stand it anymore and picked up a broom to chase them away. She was already so miserable, and these people came to laugh at her. Couldn't she do something good and let them live two more days
"Zhao Di, what are you doing? If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Is there any need to chase you away like this?"
"That's right, that local dog is right, Chunhua must be doing hard labor."
"Oh my, what kind of place is a brick kiln? There are only men there, and a woman is sandwiched between them, ah..."
"Is it true? I'll go check it out tomorrow."
"I'll go too. Although Chunhua isn't as pretty as Cheng Zhiqing, she's actually pretty good looking. Will she be caught in that trap if she's sandwiched between men?"
"I don't know. Will Wang the Butcher have grass growing on his head?"
Although Zhaodi drove everyone out, the villagers kept talking louder and more humbly, which made Chen Weimin so angry that he went into the house to sleep.
"Wang Duocai, it looks like your family will have more relatives."
A villager saw Wang Duocai, grabbed him and started teasing him, saying that Wang Duocai was going home to get a tile knife. The bricks had already arrived, so he didn't have time to waste time with the villagers.
"Get lost, my family and Wang the Butcher's family are related in some way, they are so far away that they have nothing to do with my family."
"Haha, Duocai is anxious, it's not like there's grass growing on your head, why are you so anxious?"
"Wang Duocai must be in a hurry to go to the second-rate guy's house. I heard that he gets 50 cents a day for building walls."
A villager said loudly with malice. Everyone looked at Wang Duocai, then at the tile knife in his hand. All attention was focused on him.
Wang Duocai secretly cursed himself for being unlucky and wondering how he could encounter such a thing. He left in a hurry and the villagers did not follow him. The second-rate guy had invited the Wang family to do the work, but did not invite them, so it would be a waste of time for them to go.
The sky gradually darkened and everyone who should go home had gone home. Li's mother had already prepared hot water and asked Cheng Qiao and Li Huan to wash their hands and faces, finish their meal early and rest early.
Uncle Niu was feeding hay to the old cow when there was a knock on the door. He opened the door and saw that it was the village chief Chen Weidang. Just as he was about to ask what was the matter, Chen Weidang pointed to two people behind him.
Uncle Niu understood that they were people sent down from above. Generally, such people would live in the backyard of his house because there was a big cowshed there.
Uncle Niu quietly led his men along a small path on the side, which led directly to the cowshed because he had blocked his house and the backyard with wood.
The two men, carrying thin luggage in their hands, stumbled and followed Uncle Niu into the backyard. There were already two people living in the backyard, an elderly couple from Beijing.
"Old Zhu, you have company now."
Uncle Niu knocked on a wooden door that was leaking some air. The door creaked open, revealing a gentle old man with white hair and a pair of glasses.
"Brother Niu, why are you here, Village Chief?"
"This is the new guy, he lives next door to you."
"Oh, I see. I'll go open the door."
Old Zhu quickly opened the door next door. They had heard someone was coming a few days ago, so he and his wife did their best to clean up.
However, no matter how clean this mud house is, it still looks gray, especially when it gets dark and there is no bright light, the house looks even older.