My host is very irritable

Chapter 342 The Poor Little One of the Ages 2

"What bandage do you need? Doesn't it cost money to go to the clinic? Just apply some wood ash..." He Yue pointed at him impatiently and told him to turn back quickly.

"Hey...wood ash can't cure this..." Zhang Laoer said in a low voice.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly, speak louder?" He Yue picked up another stick and looked at him coldly.

"No, I didn't say anything. I'll go to work right away. I'll do it right away." Zhang Laoer didn't dare to cry out in pain. He held his injured hand with his good hand and ran to the backyard.

"Bah! You're just a bully."

……

The original Zhang Daya is fourteen years old this year. She is the eldest daughter of Zhang Laoer.

Because Zhang Laoer had three daughters in a row, he couldn't stand the gossip in the village.

He took out his anger on his family members when his brothers and sisters mocked him.

The first victim was Zhang Laoer’s wife, who was scolded at best and beaten at worst.

Yan Cuihua was often covered in wounds. Zhang Daya felt sorry for her mother, so she often used her frail body to take the beatings for Yan Cuihua.

Yan Cuihua didn't know whether she was beaten stupid or mentally distorted. Instead of feeling sorry for Zhang Daya, she hated that she was not a boy.

If she were a boy, she could stand in front of people openly.

Since she was a girl, she was also blamed and the villagers laughed at her.

She vented all her inner dissatisfaction and resentment on Zhang Daya.

Zhang Daya has become numb from being beaten so many times, and there is nothing she can do if she doesn't become numb.

In this era when people could not even get enough to eat and needed a letter of introduction to go out, she could hardly make a single move.

The world is unfair, and as a girl she has nowhere to go.

Zhang Laoer's indifference and Yan Cuihua's beating and scolding made others also think that she was a good target for venting their anger.

Zhang Da Ya often washes the clothes for Mr. Zhang, and she cannot say no.

Otherwise, Zhang Laoda's wife would be sarcastic in front of Zhang Laoer. Zhang Laoer felt that girls should be diligent, otherwise when they go to their husband's house, others would point at their spines and scold them.

After hearing what Zhang Lao Da's wife said, he started beating him without caring whether there were people around or not.

After doing it so many times, the whole family knew about it and Zhang Daya was easy to order around.

The meals that were originally cooked in turns were thrown to her, and other housework was also thrown to her.

Seeing that she was as silent as an old ox, everyone started to bully her.

Anyone who is unhappy can be slapped a few times.

If Zhang Daya went back to cry, Zhang Laoer would impatiently say: "They are all your elders. Let alone slapping you a few times, even slapping you in the face is for your own good."

Beating and scolding from parents, bullying from outsiders.

They ate the worst, worked the hardest, and slept in a shaky woodshed.

The kerosene lamp was also for her to use to sew shoe soles at night, otherwise such a thing would not be given to her.

She worked during the day and sewed a pair of soles at night, otherwise she would be beaten and scolded by Old Lady Zhang and her friends in the morning.

She became more and more silent, she didn't even know what she was living for.

Any other ideas? Of course not. A girl who works hard every day doesn't have much knowledge. She just wants to work hard and not get beaten.

She had tried hard to shrink herself, but they didn't let her go.

When Zhang Lao Da's son was about to get married, Zhang Daya was sold to a widower whose wife had died.

Zhang Daya had lost her own thoughts. She was taken home by the widower, who beat and scolded her every day.

Zhang Daya lost hope of survival and jumped into a well in the field.

Some people may say that she is a coward. If she dares to die herself, why doesn’t she dare to kill the entire Zhang family and the widower?

Don't be ridiculous. How can a girl with no fighting skills control a yard full of strong men?

In He Yue's opinion, one should not be too harsh on a person who has lost his or her own thoughts. They are not weak, they are just tamed by those people.

"What is her wish?" He Yue asked Bing Yi.

"Let them have a taste of her life back then." Bingyi replied.

"Gone?"

"That's all. She's just a little girl with little knowledge. She only wants to make those people empathize with her. She can't think of anything else." Bingyi replied.

"Okay, I see."

Isn't it just free play? She is very familiar with this, so those scumbags just wait!

A sinister smile appeared on He Yue's face. (*/＝＼*)

"Are you refining the elixir? How come it hasn't been finished in such a long time? Are you being lazy here?" He Yue strolled to the kitchen, looked at the busy old lady Zhang inside, and shouted coldly.

"No, I'm not lazy. The meal will be ready soon." Upon hearing this, Old Lady Zhang couldn't help but shake her body and answered in a trembling voice.

"Hurry up, can't you see I'm hungry?"

"Yes, yes, it will be ready soon, it will be ready soon..."

"Bah! Why don't you starve to death? You're just a little girl, but you're so arrogant." Old Lady Zhang only dared to mutter in her heart but didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Hurry up, I'll go check on them. If I come back and the meal isn't ready, I'll whip you."

"Don't dare, don't dare, I'll do it right away..." The old woman knew that He Yue could do what she said.

He Yue snorted, then picked up the stick and went to look at other people.

"How did you clean the pigsty? Are you a pig?" He Yue pointed at Zhang Weipeng and started scolding him.

"I cleaned it up!" Zhang Weipeng felt aggrieved. He had never done this kind of work before! He almost vomited from the fumes.

"Look how dirty it is. Don't you know how to get some wood ash and sprinkle it over it?"

"Yes, I will. I'll go right away..." Zhang Weipeng originally wanted to give up, but when he saw He Yue's fierce look, he willingly carried the basket to the kitchen.

"What are you doing? Is the laundry done?"

"Wash, wash it..." Zhang Lao Da's wife cursed in her heart but smiled on her face.

"What about you? Did you clean the toilet?"

"Ugh, clean... clean it up..."

……

He Yue made trouble for everyone and then went to the main room.

When she saw the dead body of old man Zhang lying on the bed, she shouted impatiently, "If you're not dead, get up and work. Why are you pretending?"

"You, you, you...you inhuman girl..." Old man Zhang sat up panting and looked at He Yue fiercely.

"Bang bang bang..."

He Yue didn't care whether he was an old man or not, he just raised his hand and hit him with a stick.

"I have no humanity? What the hell are you talking about?"

"If I don't have humanity, you are worse than animals."

"You..." Hearing this, Old Man Zhang pointed at He Yue and prepared to say something.

"Crack!" He Yue broke his finger.

"If you extend your claws again, it won't just be one that's broken."

"You, you, you..." Old man Zhang kept saying "you" for a long time without saying a word. He didn't dare to point at He Yue anymore, for he was afraid that his other fingers would not be able to be saved.

"Can't you get up?" He Yue looked at him impatiently.