Chuanshu became the aunt in the period essay

Chapter 58 Just Come to Me (Part [-])
I don't know how long she slept until the system woke her up.

As soon as Zhao Jing sat by the bed, she couldn't recover for a long time.

She just dreamed about the memory of going to the resort with her parents when she was a child.

Waking up from the dream, thinking of everything in the dream, she couldn't help feeling sad, she thought she had come out, but every time she dreamed about the memories of the past, she would still feel very sad and sad.

My mind is full of scenes from the past.

Sensing Zhao Jingyi's mood swings, the system: Host, cry out when you are sad, don't hold back, the system will always be with the host.

Zhao Jing shook her head, her eyes were a little red, and said, "Thank you, I can't cry, I just feel a little sad in my heart, and I'll be fine in a while."

System: You're welcome, the system and the host are one, and they are the closest relatives in this world besides relatives.

Zhao Jing responded and spread the quilt on the bed.

I stepped out of the space, looked at the sky, it was getting late, took some food, a cabbage, some potatoes and went out.

Not long after walking, I heard beating and scolding, as well as crying.

Zhao Jing paused and walked over.

The closer they got, the harsher the insults became.

"I let you steal it, you lose money, you are as cheap as your mother, I will kill you lose money today."

"I didn't steal it, it wasn't me, milk, it wasn't me."

As soon as Zhao Jing looked through the crack of the door, she saw clearly the scene inside. An old lady with bound feet was holding a fire stick and ruthlessly beating a thin little girl whose face could not be seen clearly on the ground.

As soon as Zhao Jing saw this scene, she looked a little unhappy, so she went up and knocked on the door.

The old lady roared impatiently: "Who is it, second daughter-in-law, go and open the door."

"Okay, mother, I'll go right away." A short woman opened the door and was startled when she saw Zhao Jing.

Her body subconsciously blocked Zhao Jingyi's sight, and she stammered and asked, "Gu, aunt, aunt, why are you here?"

The people in the yard were stunned when they heard the word 'auntie'.

Zhao Jingyi glanced at her lightly, and said with a cool tone, "Get out of the way."

Only the old lady was so angry that she didn't pay attention at all, and was still beating the girl fiercely with a fire stick.

Seeing Zhao Jing's sullen face and thinking of the scene at Lao Gen's house that day, the woman shrank her neck in fright, and moved her body subconsciously away.

Zhao Jing stepped in and took a look at the people in the yard. Except for a woman who was crying, everyone else was watching a show.

Zhao Jing's face immediately turned black, and she glared at the old lady who was still beating people: "You have to beat people to death before you stop."

The old lady's hands froze, she turned her head to see Zhao Jingyi standing not far behind her, she was so frightened that the fire stick in her hand fell to the ground.

The woman who was crying hurriedly crawled over and hugged the beaten girl curled up in her arms: "Ni'er, don't scare your mother."

Mrs. Li looked at Zhao Jingyi with an embarrassing expression: "That, that, old aunt, why are you here?"

Although she was very annoyed in her heart, she didn't dare to explode in front of Zhao Jing, fearing that if Zhao Jing was fainted by her anger, something serious would happen.

Zhao Jingyi glanced at her indifferently, and said unhurriedly: "Why, did I bother you to kill someone?"

Mrs. Li trembled in fright, her face was as pale as paper, and she waved her hands repeatedly: "It's nothing, it's nothing."

Zhao Jingyi couldn't figure it out, she was also her own granddaughter, how could she deal with such a ruthless hand.

"There was an accident at Lao Gentou's house a few days ago, why do you want something to happen to your family today?"

Mrs. Li shook her head quickly: "No, I don't want to, old lady, don't be angry, don't be angry, just talk about it if you have something to say."

The more Zhao Jing talked, the angrier she became, and she just reprimanded Mrs. Li.

"You didn't hear what she said, isn't she, why did you hit him so hard without asking, isn't she your granddaughter, ah, isn't she your son's daughter?"

After speaking, he glanced at the few people who were still watching the show, with a cold look in his eyes.

Mrs. Li saw that Zhao Jingyi's mood fluctuated greatly, and her heart fluttered with fright.

"I, I was also dizzy with anger just now, don't be angry, don't be angry, second child, don't bring me a stool yet."

I'm afraid that she will faint. If she faints in her house, it will be a big deal.

Zhao Jingyi didn't know what she was thinking, seeing the scars on the girl's hand on the ground, Zhao Jingyi couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

A middle-aged man walked up to Zhao Jingyi with a stool and put it down: "Grandma, sit down and calm down."

Zhao Jing glanced at him, a trace of disgust flashed deep in her eyes, she hadn't forgotten that this man had been watching a show just now.

As soon as Zhao Jing sat down, she took a few deep breaths and looked at Mrs. Li who was startled by herself.

She glanced at the woman who was holding her daughter and crying for a while, and felt a little more bored. She hated the cowardly woman who could only cry the most.

As soon as Zhao Jing looked at Mrs. Li, her face was visibly vitriolic, she frowned, and said in a somewhat relaxed tone.

"Your own is also a daughter. Don't others know what kind of life you have lived since you were a child? You have already walked the road yourself, why let her walk your old road once."

She didn't know what Mrs. Li was like at home when she was a girl, and what she said was just her guess.

After hearing this, Mrs. Li fell silent, her face was a little ugly, and she didn't speak.

Zhao Jingyi looked like other people again, sighed and said, "Think about it for yourself, wouldn't it be good for a family to live with Meimei? Why bother to engage in intrigue in those old mansions."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the crying woman, and said in a more serious tone, "I don't feel sorry for my daughter, who will feel sorry for you."

Then he said to the girl who was held in his arms: "If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, just come to me."

There's only so much she can do.

After finishing speaking, he got up and left. There was quite a commotion. There were several people watching. When they saw Zhao Jing coming out, they all looked embarrassed. They greeted Zhao Jing with a bowl and hurried home.

As soon as Zhao Jing was walking on the road, she fell into deep thought. She knew that patriarchy always existed no matter what age it was.

Especially in this age, let alone, she had only heard about it before, but had never met it before. Zhao Jing felt very uncomfortable when this happened twice in front of her eyes.

Zhao Jingyi, who was already in a bad mood, became even worse when she saw what happened just now.

So much so that she was stuck in her own thoughts and didn't notice a person walking towards her.

As a result, she ran into someone's arms directly, her nose hit her chest like a wall, and a familiar soreness hit her whole brain, bringing her back to her senses.

Zhao Jing covered her nose and took a few steps back, with tears in her eyes.

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