Meng Changjin had just come back from outside, still carrying a woodcutter in her hand, originally she just wanted to cultivate first, and then start to complete the client's long-cherished wish after she had the strength to physically persuade this big family, but others were unwilling to give her time.

Looking at the narrow and damp firewood room in front of him, and then thinking about the client's daily chopping wood, cooking, and washing clothes in the icy river water, and this family sucked her blood, and also killed the left and the right dead girl, Meng Changjin accumulated a breath of depression in his chest, and he was simply unhappy.

The machete in her hand was slashed hard against the door frame, and it rubbed the face of the old lady at the door, and embedded it in the wooden frame.

The curse in the old lady's mouth stopped abruptly, and she was frightened by the flashing cold light of the machete, and she briefly lost her ability to speak.

When Meng Changjin came over, held the wooden handle of the machete, and pulled the knife off the door frame with a little force, the old lady finally reacted from the fright of the knife brushing her face, and said inwardly: "You, what do you want to do, I am your grandmother, if you dare to hurt me, you are unfilial!" ”

On Meng Changjin's thin face, the corners of her mouth on both sides rose at the same time, she raised the firewood knife, and her tone was gloomy: "Big unfilial piety? I'm about to starve to death, and I'm afraid of some big unfilial piety, and the whole family will die together! ”

This body has been working since the morning, and every day it waits for the pitiful meal at dinner, and the old lady Yu just opened her mouth to not let her eat dinner, if there is no cake she supplements, no matter how bad it is, even if it is not dead, it is almost inseparable.

So Meng Changjin felt that there was nothing wrong with her saying this.

Of course, she didn't really plan to do this, it was too cheap for them to let this family die like this, but that didn't mean she couldn't scare people.

If you want to treat her as a cow and suck the blood of this family who suffers, it's impossible.

"You, you, you, you, you're a ......" The old lady Yu subconsciously wanted to scold, her eyes touched the sharp blade of the woodcutter, and the corners of Meng Changjin's mouth were raised high and looked weird, and the old lady Yu couldn't scold anymore.

The sound outside made Yu Jiaojiao, who was hiding in the room to rest, and the men of the Yu family came out to see the situation.

When I saw this scene, I was scared.

Meng Changjin looked away from the old lady's face and swept over the faces that appeared in the line of sight.

Compare the client's memory with the identity in the memory one by one.

Yu Laozi, Yu Boss, Yu Boss's daughter-in-law Yu Zhao, Dafang's son Yu Dashan; Then there is the settlor father; the client's third uncle; the third uncle's two five-year-old twin sons; Then came the client's mother and third aunt who came out of the stove; In the end, in such a farmhouse yard, wearing a pink dress, slim and elegant, it was not at all like a peasant girl's whole family group to be pampered by Jiaojiao.

Meng Changjin retracted his gaze after sweeping around, raised his hand to grab the placket of the old lady's chest, and put the woodcutter on her shoulder.

"Let's continue to talk about the great unfilial piety, I work as a cow and a horse every day, and as a result, I eat the least and live the worst, I'm fed up with such days, let's die together." Meng Changjin's tone was extraordinarily calm, but his expression was unusually hideous.

These words not only made Mrs. Yu, who was grabbed by her clothes, her legs tremble with fright, but even the other people who came out to see the situation were also shocked.

"Don't, I don't want to die, don't kill me......" Old lady Yu is an old lady of a peasant family in the end, she doesn't want to die yet, she still wants to live well.

Seeing that her grandmother, who loved her the most, was held to her neck with a knife, Yu Jiaojiao had to speak: "Sister, you put down the knife first, grandma let you work, it's for your good." ”

"yes, yes, I'm doing it for your good." Hearing her precious granddaughter say this, Mrs. Yu also hurriedly spoke.

In any case, the most important thing is to break free from this dead girl first.

Meng Changjin's cold gaze turned to Yu Jiaojiao, and he asked in an unclear tone: "For my good?" ”

"Yes, grandma asked you to do these jobs so that you can live better in your in-laws' house after you get married, sister, you misunderstood grandma." Yu Jiaojiao had a shallow smile on her face, and her tone was gentle and soft.

"Yes, yes, that's what Jiaojiao said, we are all for your good." Old Lady Yu hurriedly agreed.

Meng Changjin's gaze swept over the faces of the others one by one: "What about you? You are also for my good? ”

"yes, yes." Everyone nodded, but their expressions were different.

The corners of Meng Changjin's mouth curled up even more: "Since this is the case, then how can I monopolize such benefits, I have enjoyed such benefits for ten years, now change your sister to enjoy it, otherwise how will you live if you marry your in-laws?" ”

Meng Changjin deliberately accentuated the tone of the two words of enjoyment.

How could Yu Jiaojiao be willing, she showed a pitiful expression that I saw pity, and looked at Mrs. Yu timidly.

She is a kind and beautiful girl, how can she refuse others, of course she has to be helped to refuse.

It's a pity that now all the attention of the old lady is on the firewood knife next to her neck, and she can't find time to observe her precious granddaughter's face, so naturally she won't help her refuse.

"Is my sister so moved that she can't speak? Don't be too moved, from today onwards, you will come to live in the firewood room, cook, chop wood, wash clothes, hunt pigweed, feed pigs and chickens. Meng Changjin said.

Yu Jiaojiao's mind echoed with the words "It's all yours, it's all yours".

Thinking of the narrow and dark firewood room, cooking in the smoky stove room, chopping firewood and being covered in stinky sweat, and the disgusting feces in the pigsty and chicken pen, Yu Jiaojiao shook her head frantically: "No, don't!" ”

Absolutely not, she doesn't want to be dirty and smelly, and become an ugly girl with yellow skin and thin skin like Yu Hanzhu!

"Why don't you, sister, I'm for your good, oh yes, I can only eat one dinner a day, and I can only eat one multigrain dumpling for dinner, and drink a bowl of porridge with only a few grains of rice." Meng Changjin looked at Yu Jiaojiao quietly, and his tone was calm.

Yu Jiaojiao bit her lower lip, and only then did she pit herself.

Grandma didn't help her speak now, so Yu Jiaojiao had to turn her eyes to her grandfather, brother, father and mother, uncles and aunts.

It's a pity that the relatives who had doted on her before were silent at this time, looking embarrassed.

Meng Changjin didn't have the patience to wait for someone to think slowly, she moved the woodcutter closer to the old lady's neck, and said in a calm tone: "What do you say? ”

No matter how much Mrs. Yu loves her precious granddaughter, it can't compare to her life, so she was so frightened by Meng Changjin, and hurriedly said: "Yes... Yes yes ......"

Yu Jiaojiao succumbed when she heard that her grandmother, who loved her the most, and the expression on her face stiffened.