Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

"What? This is too cruel."

"That's right. San Ya is usually very quiet and only knows how to work hard. She is very honest. Who would be so cruel to her?"

"Haha," the old lady of the Yue family snorted and laughed, wishing she could lift her chin to the sky. She spat in the direction of old lady Lin with great disdain and said contemptuously, "Listening to their quarrel, it should be Uncle Lin who went to Lin Lao San's hut. I don't know what happened, but in the end it should have ended in a bad mood. He beat San Ya while Lin Lao San and his wife were not at home."

"What? Lin Dasen did it? No way, he doesn't seem like that kind of person."

"How can you still be human if you can do such a wicked thing to your own niece?"

"Tsk, what do you mean by knowing a person's face but not his heart? You know nothing."

"Hey, what are you talking about, woman? Why is your mouth so dirty? Did you eat shit?"

"What are you two arguing about? If you want to fight, go somewhere else and don't bother me while I watch the fun."

……

The people around were obviously frightened by Lin Xiaoyue's look, and they couldn't help but talk about it loudly.

"Why are you so disobedient? You didn't lie down at home after you woke up. Why didn't you ask Xiao Si or Xiao Wu to call a doctor to check you out? You have such a big gash on your head. Uncle is so cruel. He actually hit you so hard. He almost wanted to kill you!"

The second sister Lin Zhaodi turned on the automatic shielding function, completely ignoring the noisy people around her who were watching the fun. Her mind and eyes were full of the injuries of her third sister Lin Xiaoyue, and she forgot the fact that it was Lin Xiaoyue who rescued her just now.

Second sister Lin Zhaodi reached out her hands and groped Lin Xiaoyue's body up and down, fearing that Lin Xiaoyue would be hurt more. She kept chattering, "Don't be afraid, Sanya. Go home first. Second sister will definitely ask for an explanation this time. Don't be afraid. Go home and lie down first. Later, I'll go to town to find a better doctor to check you out!"

Lin Xiaoyue was quite overwhelmed by her second sister's sudden concern, but she felt a little reluctant in her heart. This was the family affection that she had always longed for since she grew up in an orphanage.

Coupled with the arrival of the end of the world, every day was either endless slaughter or intrigue with others. The physical and mental exhaustion made her even more cold-hearted. Even when she was betrayed by her boyfriend and best friend whom she had been dating for more than ten years, she did not feel too sad. She only felt hatred for the murder.

So, when Lin Zhaodi touched her almost all over her body with concern, she could clearly feel that San Ya's body was becoming more and more tense, and she stood stiffly like a stone.

When Lin Xiaoyue's reaction fell into the eyes of her second sister Lin Zhaodi, she automatically filtered it out and interpreted it as: San Ya might have been beaten stupid by her uncle?

Damn uncle, you bastard, you actually dared to hurt San Ya. Even if you are drowned in the spit of the neighbors today, I, Lin Zhaodi, will peel off the skin of this beast in human form and let everyone see whether you have a black heart or not.

The hatred in Lin Zhaodi's eyes almost burst out.

Lin Xiaoyue could see the anger in Lin Zhaodi's heart through her red eyes.

It was obvious that the second sister felt sorry for being scolded by the uncle. Even though she was not the original owner, now that she was here, all the karma and debts of the original owner, including relatives, would be inherited by her.

Since the second sister Lin Zhaodi's raging rage was directed at those so-called blood relatives in the old house, but in reality they were a group of jackals in human skin who killed people without bloodshed and devoured people without mercy, she would naturally share the same hatred for the enemy.

It was the first time that someone cared about her so much. Lin Xiaoyue's hard heart could not help but soften, but she was not good at dealing with such problems. She could only divert her second sister's attention awkwardly, "Second sister, I'm fine, really. Go see dad quickly, he seems to be seriously injured."

"By the way, where is Dad?" Lin Zhaodi then remembered that her father had come with her to the old house to seek justice.

Lin Laosan, who was lying unconscious on the ground: ...

When Lin Zhaodi hurriedly found Lin Laosan lying on the ground, she saw that his nose and face were swollen, a trace of blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale and miserable. Lin Zhaodi, who realized it later, flew over excitedly.

Lin Laosan, who was forgotten by his own daughter: ...

Fortunately, Lin Xiaoyue reacted quickly and grabbed Lin Zhaodi by the collar and pulled her. If Lin Zhaodi had been caught in the act, Old Man Lin would have been even more injured.

Just as she was about to explain to her second sister Lin Zhaodi, before she could finish her words, old lady Lin, who had come to her senses, looked at her children, grandchildren, and daughters-in-law who were lying on the ground after being knocked down by Lin Xiaoyue, and her anger suddenly flared up.

A pair of cloudy old eyes seemed to be filled with poison, staring at Lin Xiaoyue viciously, spitting into the palm of his hand, and then he jumped up and pounced on her, cursing, "Lin Sanya, you loser, you actually dared to hit your second uncle and your nephew, you rotten heart, you broken thing, I will scratch you to death today."

"Sanya!"

The second sister Lin Zhaodi screamed and subconsciously stood in front of San Ya, facing the pair of dry and sharp claws extended by Old Lady Lin.

Lin Xiaoyue seemed to be stunned, standing still, but she was actually prepared. When Mrs. Lin approached, she suddenly grabbed the collar of her second sister Lin Zhaodi, stepped back half a step, twisted her waist to avoid the sharp claws of Mrs. Lin. With her other hand, she pushed from behind, and Mrs. Lin fell forward suddenly, biting a mouthful of mud.

"Bah, bah bah."

Old Mrs. Lin lay on the ground, raised her head and spat out the mud and sand in her mouth. There were obvious bloodstains on her wrinkled face from rubbing against the ground. The burning pain made Old Mrs. Lin so angry that her heart was trembling. She felt that her authority was challenged, which was extremely shameful.

In the old lady's eyes, Lin Sanya was not like this before.

This girl is just like her useless mother and elder sister Lin Dahua, both of whom are money-losing goods that can be easily manipulated and flattened by others. Even if you hit them with three sticks, they can't fart. Although she is only thirteen years old and looks skinny and weak, like a bunch of dried vegetables, she is surprisingly strong, enough to fight against three or four adult men.

Therefore, before the separation, she was responsible for all the rough, heavy and physical work at home and outside. For example, she did not need to go to the village to borrow a cow to do things like chopping wood, fetching water and plowing the fields. She could just put a rope on Lin Sanya and plow the fields with her own flesh, which was more effective than an adult cow.

Sometimes, when Mrs. Lin saw that all the work on her own fields was done, she would rent out Lin San Ya like a cow, and put the few copper coins she collected into her pocket. She really treated her granddaughter like an animal.