Chapter 48: Getting Beaten Up

  A fragrance wafted with the wind and spread far away, people who smelled it all swallowed their saliva and looked into this family's door.

  Zhao Juan, who had gone out to school, returned home on her bicycle. Before she even entered the door, she caught a whiff of fragrance that wafted into her nostrils.

  The car stopped in front of the house, and walked into the kitchen. One look and it was indeed a delicious meal made by my own family. What conditions does one's own family have that they themselves don't know? How is it possible to make good food again when there are no guests...

  Zhao Juan walked into the kitchen in confusion, and saw that there was meat and eggs on the stove, as well as a pile of vegetables. What's all this for?

  "Mom, what's going on here? Why are you using so many things?" Zhao Juan frowned and asked.

  "Ah, this is for my granddaughter to eat, she said she wanted some, so I..."

  Zhao's mother had not finished speaking when she saw her daughter turn around and drag Song Jie into the next room. "Hey," Zhao's mother called out to her from behind, but Zhao Juan just hummed angrily and left without looking back.

  Coming to the next room, Zhao Juan closed the door with a "click", pulled Song Jie over and flipped her over, raised her hand and slapped Song Jie's buttocks.

  "Why don't you learn some good things, dare to ask grandma for food, making money is easy, let you squander things, let you squander things." Another slap on Song Jie's butt.

  Song Jie was originally dragged away by Zhao Juan and was already stunned, but she was also hit. Originally, summer clothes were thin, and with the first slap, her tears came down, "Wow... wow..." She burst into loud crying, feeling really wronged in her heart, for whom was all this?

  Hearing the child's cry, Zhao's mother thought "it's bad", rushed to the next room and pushed open the door. She saw that her own daughter was pressing down on her granddaughter and spanking her buttocks.

  She stepped forward and pulled Zhao Juan away, holding Song Jie in her arms: "You dead girl, why hit the child, what did the child do to offend you, how can you be so cruel."

  Song Jie leaned against Zhao Mu's bosom, sobbing, her nose red and swollen, looking pitiful, making people's hearts soften at a glance.

  Zhao Juan was just like that, and as soon as the time passed, she immediately regretted it. But still, she stubbornly insisted: "Who let her be so young and not study well? How can she waste things like this? It's hard to earn money now, if I don't teach her a lesson about wasting now, what will happen in the future?" As she spoke, her eyes also turned red.

  It's not that she wanted to hit the child, her own child didn't have a father, and she was always afraid that the child would grow up with psychological problems. Therefore, she was particularly strict in managing the child's character, fearing that she couldn't be a good mother. After hitting the child, her heart also hurt, but she didn't know what happened just now, her brain suddenly became impulsive...

  After hitting her, she regretted it. Her daughter was usually so well-behaved and she knew that herself, so why had she been so impulsive?

  Song Jie felt extremely wronged, having been beaten for no reason. She had never been married or had children, and didn't understand the mind of a divorced mother. All she thought was that Zhao Juan was being unreasonable - wasn't she also trying to make her life better?

  Each of them had their own reasons, and for a moment, the atmosphere was tense, as if even the air had solidified.

  "Alright, alright, stop being so stubborn. You're mother and daughter, what grudges can you hold overnight? Say a few kind words and make up!" Zhao's mother played the peacemaker.

  Song Jie was nestled in Zhao Mu's arms, and she secretly glanced at Zhao Juan through the gap, seeing her bright red eyes, Song Jie paused for a moment, stunned.

  It's not easy being a mother, getting hit twice is no big deal, besides it doesn't hurt anymore. I've lived for two lifetimes already, must I really hold grudges like a child? Otherwise, should I just forgive her?

  Zhaos heart was also aching, the child cried so pitifully that her heart hurt. But to make her apologize to her daughter and admit her mistake, she couldn't swallow her pride.

  Seeing Zhao Juan not moving, Song Jie sighed in her heart "Ah", she might as well come forward herself. It's nothing to admit a mistake to her own mother with a thick skin after all. However, she still felt that this beating was inexplicable...

  Song Jie's face emerged from Zhao Mu's arms, looking towards Zhao Juan, her small braids all messy.

  She rushed into Zhao Juan's arms: "Mom, Nini was wrong, you can spank me, I won't be greedy anymore."

  Zhao Juan's tears fell suddenly, what was wrong with her own daughter wanting to have a good meal? It was her fault for not being able to give her child a good life.

  "Nini, I'm sorry. Mom was wrong too, mom shouldn't have hit you, it's all my fault." After that, the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly.

  Zhao's mother secretly let out a sigh of relief, really afraid that these two daughters would not let each other go, with needle tips facing wheat awns. Now it's all right.

  "Alas!" Zhao's mother slapped her thigh, the pot in her kitchen was still on fire, all because of these two girls' commotion. She quickly got up and rushed to the kitchen.

  But when I walked into the kitchen, the pancake had turned into a piece of charcoal...

  The mother and daughter were laughing and crying together again, it's really speechless.

  When eating, Zhao Tong was also there. Everyone praised the pancake fruit, and one pancake could almost fill their stomachs. The taste was very good, with meat, vegetables, and pancakes, saving the trouble of cooking.

  "It's really delicious, but it's a bit too wasteful with eggs and oil. It's okay to have it occasionally." Mrs. Zhao expressed her opinion, and others nodded in agreement.

  Song Jie was also chewing with a big mouth, and her head was not idle, quickly turning around. She raised her head and saw that her younger brother-in-law was holding a pancake fruit and eating it fragrantly, got it! This matter fell on him.

  Song Jie swallowed the food in her mouth and said to Zhao Mu: "Little uncle doesn't eat well every day at noon, grandma, let's send this to little uncle every day at noon, it's delicious and convenient."

  Zhao Tong immediately replied, "How can that be? How could I let you send me food? The road is far, not to mention this pancake costs eggs, how can I eat like that?"

  Others also nodded in agreement, thinking it was a child's wild imagination.

  Song Jie rolled her big eyes and said discontentedly, "So what? Grandma, there must be people who eat poorly like my uncle at my uncle's place. We can make more to sell to others, so my uncle can eat every day. This way, we can also make money, isn't it great?"

  Song Jie's childish words made everyone stunned, they all turned their heads to look at her, and Song Jie was looked at until she blushed.

  Everyone was surprised when Father Zhao spoke up: "Nini, who taught you this? How did you know that this thing could be sold?"

  Song Jie blinked her big eyes: "I just know that the steamed buns at the vegetable market are always sold, why doesn't anyone buy Jianbing?"

  She didn't say it, but indeed no one noticed. There are so many people going to work, and many who can't make it home for lunch, eating only mantou and pickled vegetables. If they sold their own jianbing, that would be the best job, should be profitable, right?

  Everyone didn't notice, they all thought about whether they could make money, rather than whether they couldn't do this business.