The educated youth aunt who dresses as the heroine of period novels

Chapter 16 Zhao Mo gets his hair cut by his father
  "Zhao Mo, where did you get these clothes?" Yuan Guixiang looked at Zhao Mo's clothes, pulled her over, and touched the fabric. Although the fabric was not the best, it was soft and comfortable to the touch. And with this style, She had never seen it.

"My aunt gave it to me." Zhao Mo frowned, not wanting to be soiled by her.

"You are a girl, why is she being so nice to you? I guess it must be for a purpose, that is, you are stupid, and now you think your aunt is nice. Let me tell you, everyone in the city has their own plans. In this world, except Your dad, that means I've been good to you." Yuan Guixiang made nonsense and was also coveting Zhao Mo's new clothes. Zhang Yunxi, a bitch, is really generous and willing to make such good clothes for her niece. She doesn't know what her brains are. Not a problem.

Zhao Mo used a clever move with his arms to break free of Yuan Guixiang's restraints and ran back to the room quickly.

When Yuan Dafan saw Zhao Mo, everyone was dumbfounded: "Mom, why can Zhao Mo dress so well? She is just a cheap girl. She also needs a shoulder bag. I don't even have one. When will you buy it for me?"

Yuan Guixiang also wanted to buy it for her eldest son, but now that she is Zhao Hongqiang's woman, she should think more about her and Zhao Hongqiang's children: "Let's talk about it later, you tell me, you go wild day by day. You don't want to help either." live?"

"I'm a boy, what's wrong? Then Zhao Mo has to go to school and stop working. If you still want me to work, are you still my mother?" Yuan Daguan roared, with hatred in his eyes: "Are you just doting on your and Zhao Hongqiang's children? I saw you giving them boiled eggs today. Why don't you give them to me? Am I not your son?"

If it weren't for my stepfather, I would be staying there today.

Yuan Daduan must go in and quarrel with his mother!
  Yuan Guixiang was heartbroken when her son accused her: "Those are the eggs your stepfather made for your brother. I often feed them to you secretly. That's your brother. As an older brother, how can you be so stingy?"

"I'm not the brother of those bitches!"

Snapped--

Zhao Hongqiang came back and slapped Yuan Dafan against the wall. Yuan Dafan lost two of his teeth: "If you are not satisfied, get out of here!"

Yuan Dafan's head was buzzing. Hearing his stepfather's voice, his body curled up in fear. When he met his eyes, he trembled all over, "I...I didn't..."

"What are you doing?" Yuan Guixiang hugged her eldest son, tears streaming down her face, "Dafang, are you okay? Don't scare mom."

Zhao Hongqiang sneered: "It would be better to die, just to avoid wasting food."

He went home, got some wine, and went out again.

Yuan Guixiang hugged Yuan Dafan and went to see the barefoot doctor.

Zhao Mo also huddled in the corner holding her knees and gasping for air. Even though her father didn't hit her, she couldn't help but be afraid when she heard his roaring voice.

When her eyes caught sight of the smiling face on the bag, Zhao Mo gradually calmed down, but she still had nightmares at night, dreaming that her father hit her head with a table leg.

She was completely unable to resist the beating, and was dizzy for a long time. The burning pain filled the injured flesh, and the pain was so painful that she could only shed tears.

Tears slid down his cheeks, cold and silky. Zhao Mo opened his eyes. The sun had already peeked out, and there was light outside. Zhao Mo exhaled.

Get out of bed and wash up.

Zhao Hongqiang was about to get up early to go to work. When he saw Zhao Mo, he was stunned for a while before he realized that this was his daughter: "Why do you look like this?"

Last night he heard from his drinking brother's mother-in-law that Zhao Mo had a new set of clothes, like those from the city.

Zhao Hongqiang sneered, how could a dead girl like Zhao Mo become a city citizen? Don't let that bitch Zhang Yunxi drive Zhao Mo's heart wild: "You're so ugly, take it off and throw it back. I can't hit you now, really." Do you think I can’t cure you?”

Zhao Mo trembled: "I know."

"If you don't do it after you know it, why are you standing there?!" Zhao Hongqiang shouted.

Zhao Mo went to change into old clothes. When he went out, he saw his father standing there. Zhao Mo's feet were stuck to the ground, showing no signs of moving. “Come here and give you a haircut.” Zhao Hongqiang held the scissors and said gloomily.

Zhao Mo shook his head in horror, tears falling unconsciously: "I don't want..."

"Come here!" Zhao Hongqiang repeated his words again.

Zhao Mo held on to the door frame and dug his fingers tightly: "Dad, I will be obedient."

Zhao Hongqiang's eyes became fierce: "I have been in contact with your aunt for a few days, but you really don't dare to listen to me anymore, right? Come here for the last time, otherwise I would rather not have you as my daughter."

Zhao Mo took small steps over.

Zhao Hongqiang raised the scissors and clicked them. Zhao Mo bit his lip and tears kept falling.

"Zhao Hongqiang, what are you doing!" Zhang Yunxi was furious and stepped forward to pull Zhao Mo over.

Zhao Mo hugged his aunt and cried loudly.

Zhang Yunxi's heart was broken when he heard this. Seeing his proud smile, he quickly calmed down and patted Zhao Mo's back gently. His watery eyes turned cold.

Zhao Hongqiang smiled: "Her aunt, I cut the child's hair and it was very good. No one in the whole brigade is as good as me."

Zhang Yunxi lowered his eyes.

He led Zhao Mo back to the room, put on new clothes and put on a small satchel.

Zhang Yunxi stood in front of Zhao Hongqiang again and slapped him.

Yuan Guixiang, who was shivering in the house, went out in fright.

The two-room neighbor who climbed the wall to watch opened his mouth wide enough to fit an egg in.

Zhao Hongqiang's eyes widened, bloodshot, and he was about to slap her with his thick palm.

Zhang Yunxi took out the scissors and pointed them at his hands.

Zhao Hongqiang suddenly restrained his movements, "You are looking for death!"

"Don't always think about targeting Zhao Mo. Zhao Mo is afraid of you, and I want you to die!" Zhang Yunxi stared at Zhao Hongqiang coldly, "Don't think that violence is useful to women all over the world. In fact, you are just a coward who dares to target you. The person here is just Zhao Mo, a seven-year-old girl. If you are so powerful, why don’t I see that you have a position in the brigade? I heard that when your family was separated, you were despised. What does this mean? It means that you are trash. , will only be a quarrel!"

"Zhang Yunxi!"

Zhao Hongqiang's veins popped out, "Get out of here!"

"Why should I get out? Why do I need to be afraid of you when I come to my niece's house? In the heart of a macho and coward like you, children and women are just tools. The most important thing is to make you live comfortably, and you still think that you are the most important Awesome, funny, what is so awesome about you, is it your voice, and you still want to do something to me, hehe, if you dare to make a move, I will find the Educated Youth Affairs Office and send you to jail." Zhang Yunxi held Zhao Mo's back, his back straight. , with cold eyes, warned: "Be polite to Zhao Mo, she doesn't only have you as her father, she also has an aunt to protect her."

Zhang Yunxi took Zhao Mo away.

Yuan Guixiang and the two neighbors were dumbfounded. She was so courageous in this picture of Yunxi.

(End of this chapter)