Ping'er was frightened to death when she saw this posture. She was afraid that Yang Ruoqing was really going to drag Huahua off the bed, so she hurried over to smooth things over.

"Qing'er, forget it, Huahua didn't mean to say that, she just said it out of anger..."

"Who said the angry words? I'm not saying angry words, I do what I say!"

Seeing Ping'er trying to smooth things over for her, Huahua did not get off the slope, but regained her momentum that had been suppressed by Yang Ruoqing.

"Huahua, please stop saying a few words!"

Ping'er turned around and winked at Huahua.

Huahua didn't appreciate Ping'er's kindness at all. She pointed at Ping'er's face and cursed: "Don't hang around here anymore, you're a disgusting person who is winking..."

Still not satisfied with the scolding, Huahua raised her hand and pushed Ping'er back.

Ping'er didn't pay attention and almost fell down. Fortunately, Yang Ruoqing caught her in time.

Yang Ruoqing asked Ping'er to stand firm, then stepped forward, grabbed Huahua's collar, and slapped her face twice.

The cheeks on both sides turned red and swollen instantly.

"You dare to hit me? Who do you think you are..."

"You're the one I'm beating!"

She hit Huahua's face with two more slaps, and then dragged her to the ground and made her stand barefoot. Yang Ruoqing pointed at Huahua's nose and scolded: "You ungrateful thing, you are a waste in the nest, you are on your own

If you don't have the ability to control your man and those cousins ​​and maids, you will be so cruel to Ping'er."

"If Ping'er hadn't fought so hard to pull you, you wouldn't have known where you would have died. You're such a heartless thing. You wanted to marry Gu Juren at first, but now that you've been wronged and can't do anything, you can only go back to your parents' house to cause trouble.

I don’t expect you to bring glory to your natal family, but at least don’t hinder your natal family,”

"I'm not holding my mother's family back, I'm not!"

"Huh? You dare to choke me? Not to mention that you begged your Aunt Ping'er to go everywhere and beg grandpa to help you support you. Let's talk about how much food you have eaten from your parents' family during the time you came back? You are such a busy farmer.

, you are cutting rapeseeds and pounding rapeseeds, but you can’t help me with anything. You are still in confinement, and the five reed chickens in the backyard are all making soup for you to replenish your body. Now that you are strong, you start to fight.

Are you Aunt Ping'er? You're a plague broom, if I were you I wouldn't have the shame to come back!"

Yang Ruoqing hasn't cursed like this for a long time. Under normal circumstances, she is pleasant to others and speaks quickly, but she never curses.

I am really annoyed by Huahua. I have never seen such an unfilial daughter. Do you think Ping'er has raised an enemy for so many years?

Huahua was dumbfounded. She was stunned and didn't dare to argue anymore.

Yang Ruoqing felt that Huahua was not awakened by the scolding she had just said, but was slapped a few times and was afraid of being slapped, so she did not dare to talk back.

You bastard, you can't listen to her reasoning, so you have to show some barbaric talent and lust, you bitch!

Ping'er came over again crying, "Qing'er, forget it, Huahua is still barefoot, let her go to bed first!"

Yang Ruoqing let go of her hand, and Ping'er quickly helped Huahua and walked to the bed.

Huahua raised her hand out of habit to push Ping'er away, but when she thought of Yang Ruoqing standing behind her, she held back and allowed Ping'er to help her back to the bed.

As soon as Huahua sat down, she pulled the quilt over her head and cried. While crying, she mumbled some words of self-pity: "...They all bullied me because I have no father and mother, and I am an orphan. No one supported me and even beat me.

Just let me die..."

Ping'er stood beside the bed helpless.

Yang Ruoqing came over, took Ping'er's hand and walked out, saying as she walked: "You don't know what to do, you have to go to great lengths to treat her even if she gets used to this problem, ignore her, let her live or die, we have a clear conscience.

!”

Ping'er staggered and was dragged out of the house by Yang Ruoqing.

Huahua pulled down the quilt a little, exposed one eye and looked towards the door, and saw that she was really the only one left in the room. She was so angry that her chest swelled and hurt, and she turned over holding the quilt and continued to cry...

Yang Ruoqing dragged Ping'er outside to the yard in one breath.

In the yard, Ping'er's little girl was sitting on a stool and eating fruit candy. When she saw Ping'er coming out, the little girl immediately got up and came to Ping'er, and handed over a piece of candy with her little hand.

"Mom, eat some candy, Aunt Qing gave it to me."

Childish voice, eager little eyes.

Seeing that Ping'er didn't pick up the candy, her fleshy little hands clumsily helped Ping'er peel off the outer candy wrapper.

Standing on tiptoes, she tried her best to bring the candy to Ping'er's mouth.

"If Mom doesn't want to eat it, you can eat it yourself." Ping'er said softly.

But the little girl insisted on feeding it to Ping'er.

"Ping'er, just eat it. It's hard for this child to know how to be filial to you at such a young age."

Hearing what Yang Ruoqing said and the child kept insisting, Ping'er had no choice but to lean over and take the candy fed by the child.

"Mom, is it delicious?" the little girl asked.

Ping'er narrowed her eyes and said, "It's delicious."

"When I grow up, I will buy a lot of candies for my mother to eat."

"Okay, mother, wait."

The little girl was very happy, "Aunt Qing gave me a lot of candies, and I kept them for my father and brother."

The little girl ran into the house to hide her candy.

Ping'er and Yang Ruoqing both looked at the little girl running away with soft eyes.

"I remember that when I first went back to the Yang family in Yuncheng, Huahua was as old as your daughter, about five or six years old. Am I remembering correctly?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

When Huahua was mentioned, Ping'er's eyes instantly darkened.

"Well, that's about it. She was the young lady at that time, and I was the maid. She had someone to take care of her food and daily life, so she wasn't too close to me."

Yang Ruoqing walked out of the yard, and Ping'er followed behind. When they arrived at the door of the yard, Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er said in a low voice: "I'm still saying the same thing, over there at Huahua, you deliberately left her hanging, and you beat her and you were so lawless.

Got it!"

Ping'er smiled bitterly, "This child is indeed spoiled by me. In the past few days, no matter who talks to her at home, she doesn't pay attention to her, and she doesn't have a good look towards her sister. What the little girl loved most was to be with her sister.

Together, I don’t dare to move forward now.”

"Qing'er, sometimes I really can't understand. Huahua wasn't like this before. We were dependent on each other at that time. She told me that she would treat me as her mother, and I took her to marry her into Brother Zhou Sheng's house. What kind of housework did Huahua do?

He helped me with all the work, and later he helped me take care of my sister, why has it become like this now?"

Yang Ruoqing patted Ping'er on the shoulder: "People change. When they grow up, they see more things. Some people can maintain their original aspirations, while others will get lost."

"You've done your best for Huahua. Now it's up to her to figure it out. Life is such a long journey. If she can't figure it out, it's useless for anyone to help her."
Chapter completed!