Chapter 100

When Wang Zhaodi came home this time, she ate a bowl of corn paste and growled hungry, which was no match for her days at Lao Xue's house.

She regretted death.

Her brothers decided not to give her food and wanted to drive her away, but how could Wang Zhaodi compromise so easily?

When she finds Mrs. Wang, she must sue her.

But now, she must first solve the problem of food and clothing.

Wang Zhaodi sneaked back to the Xue family. At this time, the Xue family went out to work in the commune. There were only a few children at home.

Wang Zhaodi saw Xue Fen drying his clothes and whispered, "Xiao Fen, Xiao Fen!"

Xue Fen thought he missed his mother too much. Seeing Wang Zhaodi throw her clothes into the basin, she ran out.

"Mom, where have you been these days? I miss you so much." Xue Fen looked at her tearfully.

Wang Zhaodi's hungry legs and feet are weak. Where is there leisure and emotional? She said weakly, "do you have anything to eat? Your mother, I'm starving."

The next second, as if to verify the authenticity of her words, Wang Zhaodi's stomach rumbled.

Xue Fen's eyes were red. He thought of something and said, "Mom, wait here."

Then he ran into the kitchen. After a while, he sneaked out like a thief and stretched out his head for fear of being found.

Xue Fen took out a cold baked sweet potato from his pocket and handed it to Wang Zhaodi. He said carefully, "Mom, eat it quickly. There's only baked sweet potato at home!"

The baked sweet potato is cold. Wang Zhaodi would not move before, but now she hasn't eaten for about two days.

He took the baked sweet potato and began to gobble it without peeling it!

That embarrassed look made Xue Fen feel very distressed, but he didn't dare to urge, "Mom, you eat slowly."

Wang Zhaodi solved a sweet potato, licked her greasy fingers and muttered in her mouth.

"Mrs. Xue is really stingy. She cooks those dishes every day and is tired of eating. Isn't there a pig at home? She must have left all the delicious food to the loser. It's stupid!"

Xue Fen couldn't listen anymore and frowned, "Mom, don't say that about milk and sister!"

When Wang Zhaodi heard her son talking to outsiders, she slapped her backhand and yelled.

"Smelly boy, I'm your mother. You dare to help outsiders without helping your mother. You're too unfilial. What's the use of giving birth to you? I might as well kill you!"

Wang Zhaodi make complaints about it.

Xue Fen covered his face and couldn't believe that his mother beat herself. Two lines of clear tears flowed down.

My heart is wronged and shocked!

Wang Zhaodi still scolded and didn't intend to comfort the child. Xue Fen hung her head and wept silently.

When Wang Zhaodi finished scolding, she felt a burst of relief in her heart and swept away the sullen feelings she had suffered in her mother's house.

"What are you doing back?"

As soon as Mrs. Xue got home, she saw Wang Zhaodi scolding the child, and her face immediately grew old.

Hearing this sound, Wang Zhaodi trembled and looked back tremblingly. She saw old lady Xue squeeze out a smile and lick her face and stick it up.

"Mom, I've been walking for several days and miss my children a little. Go home and have a look at Xiaoqin and Xiaofen!"

Mrs. Xue snorted coldly. Can you believe what Wang Zhaodi said?

She looked at the slap print on Xue Fen's face, and her voice was a little harsh. "Xiao Fen, who hit that on your face?"

Wang Zhaodi stared at her son and warned him not to say what had just happened.

Xue Fen was so nervous that she turned pale. She couldn't give up her mother, but he couldn't lie in front of the milk.

Clenching his thin lip, "I... I accidentally hit it when I was just drying my clothes."

Wang Zhaodi took the words naturally, pushed him a few, and taught him, "you child, why are you so careless? If you hit it like this, my mother will be distressed to death."

Wang Zhaodi rubbed the red face for a while, and Xue Fen shrunk her shoulder and dared not say a word.

I dare not look up at old lady Xue's eyes.