Chapter 22 With the pig who has no quarrel with the world

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Qi Yuwei was so frightened that her face was bloodless, and she had no power to resist like a frightened lamb, waiting for the arrival of bad luck.

The savage and irascible father had no mercy, he grabbed Qi Yuwei, picked it up from head to toe, and walked outside in a rage, until he walked to the pigsty across the road outside the yard, and threw Qi Yuwei out of the dirty place.

"What are you doing with a scourge like you, go and die!" these were the words of my father.

In this way, the angry public opinion in the courtyard of the house was suppressed. Everyone shook their heads and began to disperse, and said contentedly: "Forget it!

The pigs in the pigsty let out a burst of panic and protest.

They didn't have a lot of space, and the black puddle where they bathed in the slimy mud wasn't spacious, and they snorted loudly at an unexpected guest who had been imposed, full of rejection and dissatisfaction.

Qi Yuwei was thrown into the mud puddle with her head on the ground. Qi Yuwei was smashed on the head, and she couldn't react stupidly for a long time, so she waited for a while before she started crying.

The uncle and aunt saw that this could quench the fire in their hearts, so they were satisfied and left with a look of indignation.

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Qi Yuwei is like this, she only deserves to live in a pigsty and live with those pigs who have no quarrel with the world. The father scolded and walked away, and the mother came over wiping her tears and carried the poor child out.

"Well, don't you dare in the future!"

Her beautiful and supple mother had only one philosophy of survival all her life: "Follow." ā€

People say we're wrong, we're wrong. People say we're not good, so let's change it. The concept of right and wrong is very simple: people are "yes", and we are "no".

Qi Yuwei sometimes ruthlesss her mother for being too weak. But she also saw that her mother had nothing to do but be weak.

Fu Guoguo secretly came to Qi Yuwei the next day.

"Why do you say that," Qi Yuwei was unhappy.

"They forced me to say that. Fu Guoguo said.

Fu Guoguo's character Qi Yuwei is very clear, and her philosophy of life is also very simple, all the mistakes and responsibilities are pushed to others, and she is not in line with herself.

"Aren't you playing with me?" Fu Guoguo asked with cute round eyes.

"Uncle and aunt won't let me play. Qi Yuwei avoided her a little.

"Wouldn't it be okay if you didn't take scissors?" Fu Guoguo said. This is another benefit of hers. She is very flexible, if she is not allowed to play with scissors, she will not play with scissors, and she can change to play with others.

"Then what are you playing?" Qi Yuwei didn't hold grudges. All the faults are adults' affairs, and she has nothing to do with Fu Guoguo.

"Let's pick up the fruit. There was a great deal of fruit in the field over there, and it was all turned red. You can take it off and play with it. Fu Guoguo suggested.

Fu Guoguo's idea is to have more.

"Oh well. Qi Yuwei was used to agreeing. They were playing together again.

Suddenly a storm began in the sky. Qi Yuwei's aunt didn't know where to come from and took away her child with hatred.

Qi Yuwei was left alone in the storm. She stumbled forward, one foot deep and one shallow, towards home.

The clothes were already soaked, and when I got home, it was probably a violent beating.

The child who walked tremblingly in the storm, didn't want to go home, and had nowhere to go, was the impression of Qi Yuwei in childhood.

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It's a childhood memory. Thrown into the pigsty in public by his own father, he became a village joke. I lived my life tremblingly, and I was beaten several times a day. The villagers all know that the eldest girl of the Fu family is a bad boy, an ominous girl.

But so what?

Even if she is thrown into the pigsty, even if she is an ominous girl, even if she is numb and does not know the pain, she will not shed tears?

Even if it is full of holes, even if it is full of sorrow, but still have to live. Pretending to be stupid must live, and you must live without thinking.

No matter what, you have to do everything possible to survive!