The cannon fodder female supporting role stirs up trouble in period literature

The girl kept glancing into the house as she spoke, as if she was afraid of something. "You guys can go now. I really did this voluntarily. No one forced me."

Hua Honeysuckle looked over and saw that the open door was dark and she couldn't see anything. But the girl didn't look like she was volunteering.

The child on the girl's back got anxious and started grabbing her hair and pulling it. The girl cried in pain and begged for mercy, "Don't grab me, you bastard. Please don't grab me."

The child had an innocent and evil smile on his face, "I want candy, I want candy! I'll exchange you for candy."

The girl's tears flowed even more violently, and she used more strength to pull at the handle, but even though the boy was small, he was very strong. She couldn't exert any strength at all when he grabbed her hair.

Honeysuckle couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she walked into the yard, grabbed the boy's arm, and freed the girl's hair from his hand.

"Your brother needs to be properly educated. If he continues like this, he will become a social pest in the future."

The girl shook her head helplessly, choking with sobs and unable to speak. But the child burst into tears, "Mom, mom, there are bad guys! Beat the baby."

A woman's curse came from the room, "Who dares to hit my son? I'll chop off his hand!"

Hua Jindong was speechless. The girl born by the previous daughter-in-law was called a money-losing commodity, while the son she gave birth to was called a boy with a penis. Was she showing off that she could give birth to a son?

As soon as the curse ended, a woman in her thirties walked out of the house angrily, fastening her belt as she walked.

The woman had a round face and rosy cheeks, and was quite pretty.

Hua Honeysuckle looked at the woman, then looked up at the sky. It was almost noon, and she hadn't gotten up yet? But if you look closely, you can see that her eyebrows were drawn and her lips were a little red. Who would draw eyebrows and eyes before sleeping?

When the woman saw a man and a woman standing in the yard, two handsome people who didn't look like villagers, she was stunned for a moment. Then she looked at Xia Yu with a hooked look and teasing in her eyes.

It can be seen that Xia Yu looked serious and dull. Thinking of her purpose of coming out, he glared at her, "Who are you? Why did you go to someone else's house to bully children?"

Hua Rendong pointed seriously at the girl's messy hair and said, "Why don't you take care of your son? He's still so young and he's bullying his sister. When his sister gets married and has no one to blame, won't he beat his parents?"

The woman sneered, "You little girl, you're meddling in other people's family affairs? Who do you think you are? What's wrong with my son beating her? You can only blame her bad luck. If she were a boy, who would dare to touch her? If you don't like it, just close your eyes. You're meddling in other people's affairs, aren't you afraid of not getting married?"

As he said this, he looked at Xia Yu behind Hua Rendong and his expression changed. His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. "Young man, you can't marry a wife who is too fussy. If you marry her, your family will be in turmoil."

Xia Yu snorted and rolled his eyes, "Don't worry about that, Auntie. I've been disobedient since I was little, and my mom said I have to find a wife who can control me."

The woman was silenced by the word "Auntie". After a long while, she asked in disbelief, "What did you call me?"

Xia Yu scratched his head in confusion, "Shouldn't I call you aunt? That's right, you're hard of hearing, I should call you Auntie."

The woman's face flushed with anger. Seeing Xia Yu's murderous look, she looked around and finally took a broom from the wall and slapped the two of them. "Where did the dead child come from? Which one is your aunt? I told you not to scream, I told you not to scream!"

Neither of them expected that just a name would make the woman break down, and when they saw her broom coming down, they immediately turned around and ran away.

The woman chased him for a long distance, panting and swearing while holding a broom, "Where did you come from? Come to tease me, don't let me catch you!"

Hua Rendong and Xia Yu looked at each other and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After laughing, they thought of the girl who was bullied by her brother and stepmother, and sighed together. Maybe they shouldn't have come to them directly in the first place.

So, the two of them sneaked back to the door of Xu Baoshan's house. The woman inside the house was cursing, calling him a bad boy and a stupid girl. It was obvious that she was referring to them.

From time to time, a man's voice of reconciliation could be heard from the room, but it was too soft to be heard clearly, and it sounded sticky and not very serious.

The girl in the yard finished washing the clothes in her hands and started chopping chicken feed.

At that time, a family in the countryside could raise up to five chickens. Xu Baoshan's family raised five chickens in his yard. They were circling around the chopping board where the girl was chopping chicken food. From time to time, they would grab a piece of food from the chopping board and run away quickly.

The vegetables were dried cabbage stalks picked up from the fields during the autumn harvest of the previous year. They were soaked in water and chopped up before being fed to the chickens.

From time to time, chickens would come onto the chopping board to grab food, and the girl would chop the chicken very carefully with the knife, fearing that she would chop off the chicken's head if she wasn't paying attention.

The man with the handle had already gotten off the girl's back and was chasing chickens around the yard. He pinned one down, grabbed the chicken by the wings and dragged it in front of the girl, then pressed the chicken's head onto the chopping board, "You're losing money, chop it up!"

The girl was so scared that she quickly put away the knife, and the knife just barely avoided the little hand with the handle on the chopping board.

Looking back at the door, the woman and the man were still talking inside. No one noticed the yard, and the neighbors on both sides were not leaning on the wall. The girl grabbed a chicken that ran to the chopping board to grab the food and threw it in the face of the boy with the handle.

The boy was so frightened that he fell to the ground. The chicken claws scratched his face, leaving a wound. He burst into tears in pain.

"What's wrong? I asked you to look after your brother, but you made him cry again?"

As he spoke, he walked into the yard and continued to tie his belt while running.

Hua Rendong and Xia Yu were speechless. After such a short while, the woman went to sleep again?

The girl pointed at the chicken that had just run away and said, "Catch it with a handle, it's scratched."

The woman kicked the man angrily and said, "You are always restless. Stay still. If you keep howling, I will feed you stewed meat with apricot sticks!"

The boy with a penis cried, "No, no, it's a money-losing product..."

Unfortunately, he was not good at speaking, and before he could finish, the woman had already returned to the house. The girl kicked the man on the butt, and the man burst into tears. The woman cursed in the house: "Shut up! I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"

The boy was frightened and held back his tears, just sobbing in grievance.

After a while, a blushing and heart-pounding sound came from the room. Hua Rendong and Xia Yu both opened their mouths in surprise. It turned out that the person was not someone who had not woken up yet, but they had ruined someone else's good thing.

But since there was a man in the room, why didn't he even show his face when they were chased and beaten by the women just now?

The girl glared angrily at the house where the sound came from, then sat back down to continue chopping chicken.

The bang bang bang sound of chopping vegetables matched with the sounds in the house, and there was a strange sense of rhythm.