Chapter 1842: Campus literary ugly girl counterattack road 7
Chen Huaiyu had a look of disgust on her face. She was arrogant at home, not at all as gentle and lovely as when she was at school.
"My sister is right. Chen Pannan scolded me in the morning, saying that I took up her compensation. Dad, please change the name on the real estate certificate. I'm sick of talking to her."
Shu Ange has an excellent ear, and can hear the conversation in the restaurant clearly.
"Eat all, I'll have a good talk with Chen Pannan later."
Everyone called Chen Pannan by his first name, Chen Huaiyu's nickname was Baobao, and Chen Huaijin's nickname was Beibei. Both of them were in high school, and their family still called them nicknames.
Only Chen Pannan, everyone called her by her first name and last name, as if she was a servant at home.
The door opened, Song Xiangzhi with a dark face, dragged Shu Ange into the room.
There are three households on one ladder in the community, and the Chen family is also afraid of public scandals, but it is a pity that the neighbors already know the virtues of their husband and wife.
"You still know that coming back, the wings are hard and they can't be used anymore!"
Song Xiangzhi stabbed Shu Ange in the forehead with his hand, spittle flying, and launched a double attack on her.
Shu Ange had a sullen face and grabbed Song Xiangzhi's fingers.
Song Xiangzhi's finger was hurt by her daughter's grasp, and she cried out, "It's your fault, and you dare to beat your own mother."
"I didn't do it."
Even if she was crippled, it wasn't Shu An Gechui, she could beat Song Xiangzhi three times by herself.
"Xiangzhi, eat first. Pan Nan is an older child. The more you hit her, she will be rebellious."
Chen Xukun said something, and Song Xiangzhi exploded instantly: "Chen, I educate my daughter and use you as a good person. If you couldn't control Chen Pannan, why would I work hard for her every day?"
The more Song Xiangzhi said of her grievance, her tears were about to come out: "I had just given birth to the eldest, and I didn't have time to confine myself, so I hurried back to school to teach. During the confinement period, I had to cook and wash clothes for your family. In the winter, my hands cracked when I was rubbing my clothes. Forget it, your parents still—”
Speaking of the bitter days in the past, Song Xiangzhi even forgot to teach Chen Pannan a lesson.
Chen Xukun sullenly threw his chopsticks on the table and said, "I told no one to eat, let's talk about Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds, and I'm not afraid of my children's jokes."
He admitted that when his wife gave birth to the eldest, his parents did something wrong.
But that's his father and mother, so what can he do?
After so many years, he didn't cheat, he didn't gamble or go to prostitutes, and he settled his home in the provincial capital. Why can't his wife let go of the past.
"What a joke I'm afraid of, I'm afraid it's also your old Chen family. Everyone is worried, and you, Chen Pannan, know that you have run away from home, why don't you die and go outside!"
It is said that parents' love for their children is pure, but Shu Ange couldn't see the purity from Song Xiangzhi's abuse.
They may love the original owner, but they are not enemies after all.
But the pressure of life, the tense family relationship, and the indifferent relationship between husband and wife always have to find an outlet.
Unfortunately, Chen Pannan is at the lower end of the food chain.
She was weak and helpless, forced to bear the wrath of everyone.
"Sorry, I can't die outside, it'll be better if I leave."
Shu Ange suddenly laughed.
A bright smile appeared on her gloomy face, and Song Xiangzhi was taken aback by her, thinking she had fallen for evil.
"Damn girl, who are you frightening? I wish you could leave quickly, so that I don't have to worry about you every day and make my head hurt."
"Mom, eat, don't be hungry."
Chen Huaiyu got up from the table, hugged Song Xiangzhi's arm, and smiled and coaxed her to eat.
Song Xiangzhi snorted, and glanced at her husband and son angrily: "I have so many children, so the baby knows how to be hot and cold."
The mother and daughter sat back at the dining table together, and no one called Shu Ange to the table to eat, but fortunately, she had already eaten outside.
In a house with four bedrooms and one living room, Shu Ange lived in a separate utility room, less than six square meters, and a small bed would be full.
It was cramped and dark, with no windows. Chen Pannan lived here for nearly two years.
The hospital was the most spacious place she lived in after entering the provincial capital.
Originally, Chen Xukun planned to let his two daughters live in one room. But Chen Huaiyu cried and made trouble, and even if she was beaten to death, she didn't want to live in a room with a dirty countryman, so it was over.
The vacant rooms belong to grandparents and occasionally serve as guest rooms.
Shu Ange closed the door, blocked the laughter in the living room, and counted the property of the original owner.
In fact, Chen Pannan has no property, not even a few photos. Except for the graduation photos, it is a group photo with his grandfather and grandmother.
From Shu Ange's point of view, Chen Pannan is actually a very soft-hearted person.
My grandfather and grandmother prefer sons to daughters, which is not good for her granddaughter, and because of an accident, she is a beautiful girl with burn scars all over her body.
But in Chen Pannan's limited life, her grandparents were already the best people to her.
They cared about her food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and they even insisted on letting her go to school. After she was seven or eight years old, the behavior of patriarchal children became less.
Maybe it's because he got old, his heart softened, and he felt a little more pity for the little girl next to him.
She didn't even hate her parents' partiality, and Chen Pannan herself felt that compared to her smart and beautiful younger siblings, her grey and sullen appearance was very unpleasant.
When parents are not biased, didn't they experience these things when they were children?
What made her completely give up on her family love was that her biological parents sent her to a mental hospital and slandered her with vicious words.
She just wanted to get justice for herself, why everyone thought she was wrong and no one stood by her side.
After eating, Song Xiangzhi yelled at Shu Ange to wash the dishes, she locked the door and replied angrily, "I didn't eat, I don't wash!"
When he first arrived in the provincial capital, Chen Pannan was very diligent, and he covered the whole family's work. I hope to please my parents, grandparents, and younger siblings who have never gotten along.
She did a lot of work, but she didn't get a good look.
At the beginning, because I was not very good at using some household appliances, I was scolded several times by Song Xiangzhi and my grandmother.
When there was a car accident and he saw his sister and the culprit hooking up again, Chen Pannan woke up to his rebellious heart.
Her rebellious heart is pitiful, she just doesn't do housework, talks back to her elders, and fights for unfair things.
The lights were not bright enough, and Shu Ange was very puzzled.
The electricity bill is not worth a few dollars these days, and there are also bright lights in the energy-saving lamps. Why can't Chen Pannan's parents install a bright light for her.
"Dead girl, my mother really raised you in vain."
A new round of abuse started again, Shu Ange was calm, and only thought that she was scolding Chen Huaiyu.
She's Song Xiangzhi's daughter anyway, so the original owner may have some sense of substitution, but Shu Ange is not at all.
There was a knock on the door, and Shu Ange looked up in the direction of the door.
(I figured out that 10,000 updates are too much to save the manuscript, so let’s just say 8,000)