The seven emotions and six desires are all my nourishment

She could only grit her teeth and work hard at embroidering, even though her stepmother always interrupted her.

She was always asked to work, but she didn't care. She just worked because she was determined to master this skill!

She remembered everything her stepmother said to her sister. With this skill, when she got married, her husband's family would look up to her.

She felt that her stepmother was right!

If she can't rely on her family, she will try her best to live a good life on her own. Humph, who's afraid of who!

Her efforts were not in vain. Even though her stepmother, brothers and sisters hated her, and even though her stepmother always spoke ill of her to others, she still embroidered better than her younger sister.

Unfortunately, because she worked too much, her hands became clumsy and the embroidery shop refused to give her expensive silk embroidery work.

She was looking forward to getting married, thinking that she could heal her hands after getting married.

She no longer has to do these cheap and eye-straining jobs. Once her hands become more delicate, she will be able to make a lot of money.

The stepmother's bad words were still somewhat useful, even though the neighbors knew what was going on. However, the reputation of being the eldest daughter who lost her mother, coupled with the publicity of her stepmother and sister, delayed Qiaohui's marriage.

The stepmother was waiting to delay it a little longer so that Qiaohui could work at home for a few more years.

Secondly, when my younger sister is old enough to get married, I can get Qiaohui away from her and get more money from her.

This was a win-win plan. The stepmother was so happy that she drank a few more glasses. At night, she couldn't control her mouth and told Shi's father about it.

Shi's father beat her up, and she sobered up, screaming and howling. Her brother rushed in and hugged his father tightly.

The younger sister also rushed in to defend her mother. Qiaohui was washing dishes in the kitchen. When she heard the noise, she hurried in with her hands still wet.

Although she knew what had happened, she still tried to persuade her father not to be angry. In the eyes of the mother and his two children, she seemed hypocritical.

Father Shi angrily scolded his stepmother for being cruel and ruthless, but he was drunk and too old to break free from his brother's grip.

The stepmother was scared, so she took Qiaoling back to sleep and locked the door tightly.

Only then did Qiaogui let go of her hand, "No matter what Mom does wrong, you can't hit her. Didn't you say that men who hit women are cowards?"

Father Shi was so angry that he laughed. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Qiaohui's worried face and sighed. He asked Qiaohui to go back so as not to make the child sad.

Qiaohui obediently closed the door and left, but she was eavesdropping under the window.

Qiaogui pursed his lips in the room as he listened to his father's words. "Mom isn't that kind of person. My eldest sister is usually too strong-willed, which is why Mom is suppressed. Both of them are wrong."

"Don't overthink it. My eldest sister is really not young anymore. If you are worried about mother, let's find a matchmaker to find a good family for her."

"Well, it's getting late, you should get some rest."

Father Shi sighed. His son had grown up, and he didn't want things to be too awkward.

What his son said is right. He will find a husband for her tomorrow.

Qiaohui burst into tears and went back to her bed and cried.

The next day, Qiaogui and his father left early in the morning.

Qiaohui didn't get up to cook, and her stepmother didn't get up to scold her either.

Qiaoling was very hungry, but she didn't want to ask her elder sister to cook for her, so she went to the street and bought some buns to eat.

Qiaohui was thinking in the house, what should she do if the family she found was not good? Should she run away?

Where can I get a road permit? How much does it cost?

The day passed in anxiety.

Qiaoling spent a lot of her own money on food today and was very unhappy.

But my mother didn't want to get up and cook, and even if she did, the food wouldn't be as delicious as my eldest sister's, so she had to suffer for her wallet.

I just want to wait for my dad to come back and complain to her so that he can teach her a lesson.

At night, the father and son came back hungry. Qiaoling took the opportunity to complain that her elder sister didn't cook and she was so thin from hunger.

Father Shi thought his son was old enough, so he decided to delegate some authority. "Qiaogui, what do you think about what your sister said?"

Qiao Gui frowned, "You're not a child anymore. Starting tomorrow, you have to get up and cook. No matter how good or bad it is, you have to be able to cook, right? Otherwise, who will spoil you when you get to your husband's house?"

"Sister, you've been working for so many years, what's wrong with taking a day off?"

"Brother!" Qiaoling couldn't believe it, tears started to flow, and she lay on the table and cried.

"Why are you crying? Just because your elder sister is married and gone, you won't eat? Do you want to eat with her?"

These words were embarrassing. Qiaoling was nine years old and knew shame. She ran out crying.

Father Shi nodded with satisfaction. Seeing Qiaohui sitting quietly without moving, he knew that the child probably knew it.

Qiaogui pursed her lips and said, "Big sister, you too, there's only so much work to do at home, what's so good about it? My sister is still young, and mom is not feeling well, can't you be understanding and considerate?"

Qiaohui didn't say anything, but just waited quietly, waiting for her father's final outcome.

Seeing that she didn't say anything and he was very hungry, Qiaogui had no choice but to say goodbye to Shi's father, took some money, and went to the street to buy some cakes.

Old Man Shi took a puff of his cigarette, tapped the pipe, and slowly said, "Don't worry, I've found a family for you, right on the edge of town."

"It's the Lu family's blacksmith shop. You and Dad went there to buy razor blades."

Seeing that she didn't respond, Father Shi continued.

"His only son, Lu Gang, is nineteen years old this year. He is tall, long-legged, and strong. He speaks and acts in an orderly manner and is filial. He is a good young man."

"He's already working in the shop, and his family is simple, just Old Lu and his mother. You'll definitely live a good life if you marry him."