Hearing that Han Beiqing was going to Qishan County to sell dried fish, Zhou got up early in the morning and went to the Han family's compound to work.

"Auntie, why are you cooking again?" Han Beiqing glanced at her sleepy-eyed mother standing at the door of the kitchen, and took a stack of chopsticks from Zhou's hand.

"Yesterday, Da Lang and his father told me that you are going to go into the city to sell things today. Your eldest brother has been working in the county government for two days, and he didn't bring a single piece of clothing when he left home. I want you to help him bring two changes of clothes......" Zhou looked shy, very embarrassed.

"That's as it should be, just let my aunt tell me. Why bother to come and cook for us early in the morning, I don't know if my uncle has eaten. I went into the room to set up the dishes and chopsticks, and then went to the backyard to call my uncle to eat. Han Beiqing turned around and walked out of the kitchen with the dishes and chopsticks, but was stopped by Zhou.

"The two of us have already eaten, and this will be my son and his father in the field." Zhou smiled innocently: "I know that you are going to enter the city today, and you must have to get up early." I'll make you some bread, and I'll get a bite of it when you're hungry on the way. ”

Han Beiqing tilted his head and smiled coquettishly: "It's still my aunt who loves me." ”

Wang Sanniang heard the conversation in the kitchen, rolled her eyes and sneered: "Hmph, what is a dead girl who has never seen the world." A piece of wheat cake can buy you, it's really useless. ”

Han Beiqing passed by Wang Sanniang's side, and when he heard this, a certain picture flashed in his mind. There was a little girl chirping with a sheep's horn, drooling as she watched a young woman eat a cake. The woman saw that the girl's greedy saliva was all over her face, and deliberately smacked her mouth hard at the girl. While eating, he shook his head: "Fragrant, it's really fragrant." It's a pity, you cheap girl can't eat it. ”

The little girl wiped her tears pitifully, stomped her feet angrily and aggrieved: "Daddy gave it to me, gave it to me." ”

"Smack!" The young woman was annoyed and raised her hand to give the little girl a mouthful. The delicate makeup suddenly became hateful, and she glared at the little girl and scolded: "Cheap girl, who taught you to talk to me like this?" ”

After saying this, the young woman threw the wheat cake in her hand to the ground and crushed the half of the wheat cake with her foot.

"Even if I throw it away, I won't eat you." The young woman yelled at the little girl with a look of disgust: "Go to the corner and cry, don't be an eyesore in front of my eyes." If you dare to cry again, I will cut your tongue out. ”

Han Beiqing knew that this was a memory left in the original owner's body. The real girl didn't have a good time in her childhood, because her biological mother Wang Sansan, hated her very much. Just because Han Beiqing is somewhat similar to his grandmother Mrs. Han, he has become the scapegoat for the Han family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Mrs. Han's daughters-in-law did not dare to rebel against her mother-in-law openly, and they would sprinkle fire on Han Beiqing behind their backs.

Wang Sanniang saw Han Beiqing standing there staring at herself, and raised her chin with a domineering face: "What are you looking at me for?" What do you mean by that expression? You, you still want to hit me? ”

Han Beiqing's gloomy expression was very scary, especially his eyes were full of disdain and hatred. Frightened, Wang Sanniang took a few steps back and looked at her daughter in a panic.

"Hush." Han Beiqing rolled his eyes, turned around and entered the back hall.

Wang Sanniang suddenly felt humiliated, her daughter had such an attitude towards herself. Not to mention respect, not even the slightest respect.

"Dead girl, you're against the sky. How dare you scream at me, I see that you have itchy skin. Wang Sanniang looked ashamed, rolled up her sleeves angrily and prepared to clean up Han Beiqing.

"Auntie! You went crazy early in the morning, are you going to ask your father to send you to Baiyun Temple for cultivation? ”

When Wang Sanniang heard this voice, she turned around in disbelief. looked at his son with a cold face, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "San Lang, you, what are you talking about?" ”

"My sister is seriously ill and her temperament has changed drastically, and she is no longer the little girl who was rubbed and insulted by you and didn't dare to speak up. A-Niang can think about it, if there are indescribable scars on her sister's body. Grandfather can't keep you, Baiyun Temple is the habitat for the rest of your life. ”

Han Sanlang is Wang Sanniang's biological son, and Wang Sanniang is extremely preferred. She couldn't believe that her son, who she had always loved, would say such a thing.

"You! You are not filial, you are disobedient, you, you are rebellious! Wang Sanniang suddenly felt ashamed, her son's words scared her more than her daughter's attitude.

Pointing at Han Saburo hysterically: "You, you, you..... Who taught you to do this to me? Who is it that instigates our mother-son relationship? ”