Rebirth 80 Medical God Big Brother Divorce

Picking up another one, Qiqi touched both sides with his hands, and found out that this was the case.

Qiqi's eyes lit up, and she held the shoe in her left hand up to the morning light coming in from the window and took a look. It was shiny and smooth to the touch. It also smelled like paint. This was the oil her father used to make furniture all year round. It seemed that Liang Hongguo had applied the oil her father used to make furniture to the soles of her shoes. Her shoes had plastic soles, and with the oil on them, it would be strange if she didn't slip and fall down when climbing a tree.

Since Liang Hongguo had smeared oil on her to harm her, she would not be afraid, nor would she drop the rake and run away. She threw the rake on purpose with the spikes facing upwards, clearly intending to harm her.

"Seventh girl, are you awake yet? I just steamed some Sophora japonica flowers this morning, you can try some."

The voice of Aunt Ma, the next-door neighbor, came from the yard.

"Oh, sister, how much can you steam at home? Send it to my house."

The stepmother Malanhua's voice rang out, and Qiqi knew that at this time in her previous life, Aunt Ma had sent steamed locust flowers, and it was the stepmother who took them. As soon as Aunt Ma turned around and walked out of the courtyard, the stepmother came and knocked on her door.

"Are you pretending to be dead? The pigs have been howling for a long time, why don't you get up and cook? Who are you trying to starve to death?"

There are seven people in the family, and Qiqi cooks all the meals.

Qiqi lived in the west room, with a large earthen stove on the north wall. A large iron pot was covered with a lid made of sorghum stalks. Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar were placed on a chopping board and a worn-out paulownia partition. Next to it was a large cement jar with flour and grains in it.

Qiqi's big bed was placed against the south wall, blocked in the middle by a fan made of sorghum mat, and a kitchen room was divided into two small rooms in the north and south.

Qiqi suffered from hunger and cold until she was ten years old. Then her stepmother assigned her a job. She was responsible for the food and drink of a family of seven, as well as a pig.

After cooking, I have to clean the house and wash the family’s clothes.

Malanhua has not done this kind of work since she turned 70.

She was sent back by the villagers yesterday, but no one came to see her, let alone find a doctor to check her wound.

The injury was on his back, and Qiqi had no way to treat it himself, so he just lay on the bed all night.

Qiqi got up and felt severe pain in her back whenever she moved.

There was a girl in Zhangjiagou getting married, and her father Liang Deshui was asked to prepare the dowry three days ago.

My eldest brother Liangshan went out with others to build a house and left two days earlier than my father.

My elder sister Liang Xiaogeng went to grandma's house yesterday and hasn't come back yet.

The only ones left at home were stepmother Malanhua, Liang Hongguo, and the four-year-old youngest son Liang Xiaoshou.

Qiqi knew that even if she died, no one would care about her.

Today is the day that Yan Chenbei comes to her house for a blind date. She can't go to see Yan Chenbei in this awful state.

Qiqi endured the pain, got out of bed, stretched out her hand and opened the door.

"Is this the locust flower rice that Auntie Ma gave me?"

As soon as the door opened, before stepmother Malanhua could react, Qiqi reached out and snatched the bowl from Malanhua's hand. She quickly retreated into the house, and the stepmother's hand stopped in mid-air, missing the target.

"Mmm, it smells really good. It even has sesame oil in it."

Qiqi took a deep breath, looked at Malanhua's surprised face, and felt happy.

Her mother died when she was just born. Her father took great pains to raise her until she was three years old, when her stepmother, Malanhua, came into the family.

He kisses and loves me in front of others, but scolds and beats me behind their backs.

When Qiqi was eighteen years old, he was introverted, cowardly and easily bullied. He didn't even dare to speak loudly in front of others.

In front of Malanhua and her daughter Liang Hongguo, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, not daring to even breathe.

Today he actually dared to snatch the bowl from her hand and spoke so loudly.

Malanhua stared at Qiqi, wondering if this girl had hurt her brain yesterday.