Fast-traveling female supporting role counterattacks in a different way

Chapter 172 Kite with a Broken String
Rosie pulled herself together, washed her face and brushed her teeth, and headed towards the kitchen.It wasn't that she was eager to help, it was that she was so hungry that she had to help.

At the breakfast table, the original owner's father started the work arrangement for the day:

After eating, mix some fodder for the cows, take the cows out to bask in the sun at noon, and then drink some water for the cows.In the afternoon, I cut some grass for the cows. When the sun went down, I pulled the cows into the cowshed, and the cows were left cold. At night, I added some hay to the cows and sprinkled more chaff, so as not to starve the cows.

Rosie: "..."

Can you not talk about cows when you eat?
Don't just explain how you care about the cow, can you care about your daughter?

Your daughter is not as important as an old scalper in your heart!
"Do you hear clearly?" The original owner's father raised his voice unconsciously, and he seemed to get angry when he saw it.

Due to her unfamiliarity with the newcomer, Rosie pressed her impatience to refute, and casually expressed that she had heard it.

I feel very uncomfortable.

I don't understand why the original owner's father is like this?

Eating breakfast can't make people feel at ease. If you have to arrange work on the table, can't you wait until the meal is finished?
"Also, remember to feed the chickens, clean the chicken coop, feed the pigs, and your brother, take care, don't make him cry, or I won't spare you! And..."

Rosie didn't know what to say anymore!
I just felt that my head was buzzing non-stop, and my brain began to ache.

I really admire the patience of the original owner.

That is to say, the original owner is obedient, listens to what the parents say, and does whatever they are asked to do.

Rosie felt that she couldn't take it any longer, so she retorted for the second time: "For so many years, your daughter has eaten less than cats and done more than cows, don't you feel ashamed?"

Do you really use your daughter as a free long-term worker?The original owner is so skinny, half a head shorter than his peers, can he lift a large bucket of water?
Isn't this exploiting child labor?

"I'm ashamed? What are you talking about, you damn woman? I gave birth to you and raised you, so I asked you to do some odd jobs. How could it be wrong?" The father of the original owner got angry, dropped his chopsticks with a "clang", and frowned angrily. .

"You are right. It is your daughter who is wrong. I shouldn't have come to this world, let alone call you dad."

"If you don't want to call me dad, then what do you want to call me? It's against you. I think you haven't rented a house for three days. If I give you some pink, you just want to dye it red!"

"It's alright, alright, eat well, don't yell!" It was the original owner's mother who was good at speaking, and one sentence calmed down the original owner's father who was about to get up and throw a shoe at Rosie.

While Rosie breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't help complaining about the original owner's mother:

Since you are so good at speaking, why didn't you open your mouth so early, and waited until things were almost out of order before you opened your mouth?
"Why does he eat differently from ours?" Rosy glanced casually, and found that the original owner's younger brother had a different breakfast than the rest of the family.

This child is still treated specially!
This guy has chicken legs and two boiled eggs in his bowl, which is too conspicuous in the rice porridge and pickles.

It's too enviable!
Rosie frowned, watching over there wolfing down, while peeking at her chubby little boy about seven or eight years old with the eyes of a thief, his hands were inexplicably itchy, and she really wanted to beat this guy who eats alone and still behaves so virtuously a meal.

"Oh, your younger brother is growing up and needs nourishment. You, don't keep fussing about him. You are a big sister. Let him go." Rosie said, "You are smarter than your younger brother and better at studying than him. You have so many advantages, do you still care what he eats? Don't be too narrow-minded, you can't tolerate your younger brother, you only have two siblings."

"He's a younger brother, so I have to let him go. Then I'm still a sister. Why doesn't he let me go? I'm smarter than him, so I have to let him go. Is it because he's not smart?" Rosie snorted.

How can there be such a reason?
"Did you read the book into the dog's belly? You still want your brother to let you go. Thanks to you saying this, I feel ashamed for you. Are you older or your brother is older?" Without waiting for the original owner When the mother opened her mouth, the middle-aged man next to her began to glare again.

The atmosphere was low for a while, and the air around began to condense. Seeing that a storm was about to roar again, Rosie glanced at the original owner's mother who was eating with her head down as if nothing had happened, and the oily face of the original owner who was smugly eating a chicken leg The younger brother, Shangguan Shengrui, just felt stuffy.

……

Now, it has been three days since she came to this plane, and Rosie has changed from being young and energetic at the beginning to passing by now.

Seeing Rosie and Rosie's swords at each other's swords, the original owner's mother said with a blank expression like what Rosie heard every critical moment in the past three days: "Okay, eat well, we will talk after dinner. "

Unlike in the past, the original owner's father did not extinguish his arrogance this time. He was very arrogant at this time. Looking at the original owner's mother, he shouted angrily: "You just get used to her stinky problems, and see who will worry about it in the future!"

For the first time, Rosie was surprised to find that the most powerful person in this family was not the middle-aged man next to her, but this middle-aged woman who was frowning impatiently, raised her voice, and was furious.

"It's not that I'm used to her." Seeing that she didn't look at Rosie, she continued, "Every time you compete with her at the dinner table, it annoys me and affects my eating. It's not that I can't see her because of you." , you go straight up and beat her up without saying a word, why do you keep arguing with her, so that there is no quiet time for her!"

Rosie was stunned by these words, she finally realized that the original owner's mother was the ruthless skr.

Rosie couldn't help but feel sympathetic to the original owner. She thought her mother had some kind of love for her, which was different from her father's tricky and mean.

did not expect……

The younger brother of the original owner stopped eating, held the spoon in his hand, looked up blankly at his father and then at his mother, except for his sister.

Maybe, he is very strange to his sister, maybe his sister is too thin, he didn't see it.

"I won't talk about it, can't I not talk about her?" The middle-aged man gave Rosy a vicious look, then sat on the stool, picked up his chopsticks and reached for the dish.

Rosie let out a long breath, and began to sit down and continue eating.

After all, she could bear this anger, but she would never do it again without food and starvation.

The taste of starvation is too uncomfortable, in this family that no one cares about and only orders her.

After the meal, Rosie pulled the old scalper out and tied it to the stake, took a bucket of water and put it in the sun to dry.Then he walked into the house, picked up the water bottle, filled a bottle of boiled water, and put it in his backpack.

(End of this chapter)