Cheng Hongfei kicked the door open and rushed in angrily.

He was fat and short and fat. The flesh on his face seemed to have not been washed for half a year, and it was covered with a layer of yellow oil.

Standing at the door of the small room, my chin was slightly raised and my nostrils were facing the sky.

"I tell you, the money at home is mine, and you won't touch a penny!"

He stood there and ordered arrogantly: "Now, you can sign up immediately and change my name to yours, and then give me the work of the clothing factory. Have you heard of it?"

Cheng Huiyue's eyes turned cold. She was brainwashed by her parents in her previous life. She worked hard to make money for their family. Even her younger brother, who was three years younger than her, was almost brought up by her.

But when he grew up, he treated her like Zhao Yanhong, treating her as a servant in the family, and using her at will, either beating or scolding her, which is the most heartbroken.

And he also stole her chance to go to college, which was Cheng Huiyue’s biggest pain point!

Her expression became colder and colder, staring at him without saying a word.

"Lao Niu Cheng, are your ears deaf?"

Seeing that she dared to ignore him, Cheng Hongfei rushed forward and ran over in two or three steps.

Cheng Huiyue dodged sideways, and the meat pier that rushed over hit the wall.

"ah!"

Cheng Hongfei screamed, his head was dizzy. He reached out and touched his hand, and his forehead soon became swollen.

He was instantly angry and rushed towards Cheng Huiyue again: "You dare to hide! I want to kill you!"

Cheng Huiyue quickly grabbed his arm, turned over and twisted...

Dong!

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Hongfei fell to the ground, with dust flying around him.

He seemed to be stunned by the fall, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He was shocked and angry, and wanted to get up, but found that his right hand was soft and unable to use force.

The belated pain swept across his body, and his face turned pale.

"My hand...my hand is broken! Mom--! Mom, come quickly, I'm going to die! Cheng Laoniu is going to kill me!"

Cheng Hongfei cried and burst into tears and snot everywhere.

Cheng Huiyue took two steps back in disgust. After a few seconds, she saw Zhao Yanhong "flying" out of the bedroom.

"Hongfei! What's wrong with you?"

She ran over and saw that her son was lying on the ground with a blood-seeking swollen bag on his forehead, and he was lying on the ground for half his life, his right hand seemed to be ruined...

"Ah..." Zhao Yanhong's eyes turned black and her body shook, and she felt like she was about to faint in the next second.

Cheng Hongfei, however, seemed to have not seen it, howled heart-wrenchingly: "Mom, why are you standing there? My hand was broken by her! You're going to beat her to death!"

Zhao Yanhong was so excited that she was no longer dizzy when she was yelling, and her eyes were bloodshot and rushed towards Cheng Huiyue.

"Bitch! I should have strangled you to death!"

Cheng Huiyue's expression suddenly became as cold as frost.

It turned out that she didn't want her daughter to survive...

very good!

Then there is no need for her to worry about revenge!

She clamped Zhao Yanhong's wrist and beat her back, kicking her toes at the hole of her knee.

A plop!

Zhao Yanhong was pressed to kneel on the ground, her red face pressed against the ground, and she was breathing heavily, which was incredible.

"Cheng Huiyue! Do you dare to hit me?"

Cheng Huiyue sneered, saying that she is worthy of being a mother and son, and what she said is so similar.

She half-hung her eyelashes, leaned close to Zhao Yanhong's ear, and quietly strangled her throat with her fingers, and whispered: "Not only do I dare to hit you, I also want to kill you, do you want to try..."

A sinister voice crawled up from his back, Zhao Yanhong shook all over and stared wide in fear.

"you..."

"Haha, just kidding." Cheng Huiyue smiled, admired her ugly appearance and let go of her hand.

Without the confinement, Zhao Yanhong collapsed to the ground, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

She had a feeling that this dead girl really wanted to kill her...

Thinking of Cheng Huiyue's calm look at the corpse just now, Zhao Yanhong was still scared.

Could it be that he was attacked by a ghost?

She swallowed her saliva, stood up tremblingly, and helped Cheng Hongfei up and wanted to escape.

Cheng Hongfei was a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong. When he saw that his mother was subdued, he also pinched her voice like a quail.

"stop."

Both of them were trembling.

Cheng Huiyue walked forward and took Cheng Hongfei's dislocated hand with a "click".

You can't let him take this miserable look out to discredit her.

"Go."

Two seconds later, Cheng Hongfei opened his mouth and was about to hurt, and Zhao Yanhong quickly covered his mouth and dragged it away.

In the next few days, the three of Cheng's family were extremely calm and did not make any mistakes.

Cheng Huiyue didn't believe it and they had no idea, so they might be secretly discussing how to squeeze the money back.

But she didn't have time to pay attention to them now and was determined to go find Huo Yanxing immediately.

On the day of going to the countryside, Cheng Huiyue went to the train station at 6 o'clock in the morning.

So she brought her changing clothes and the enamel jar that the factory rewarded her, and she was not even full of canvas bags.

But she was not panicked at all. After all, the space was filled with supplies and there were still a thousand yuan that had been stolen.

In addition, the six hundred she sold at a job in a clothing factory and the more than two hundred she saved herself, it was enough.

When she reached the line-up point, she would find a way to make money.

The train was clanging, and on the morning of the third day, the whistle sounded and Cheng Huiyue was carrying a canvas bag and gushed out with the crowd.

As soon as I got on the platform, the cold wind whizzed into her clothes.

Cheng Huiyue couldn't help but tremble, closed her collar, and looked around with her neck shrinking.

Not far away, someone raised a sign and shouted: "Educated youth from Baihua Commune! The Baihua Commune's gather here!"

Cheng Huiyue held the canvas bag and squeezed over.

After a while, more than a dozen young men and women met here with packages.

She glanced at it and found three familiar ones.

Chen Junyuan, Liang Fei and Mu Jiang are from the educated youth center.

She didn't take the initiative to get to know each other, so she quietly waited for the commune leader to complete the assignment.

As she expected, she went to the Second Brigade of Baihua Commune, which was also where he was.

"Dear educated youth have worked hard all the way. I am Tan Guodong, the captain of our production team. We will work together in the next days. If you don't understand anything, you can find me."

The middle-aged man with a national face looked serious, and his eyes swept past a pile of luggage with a large number of eyebrows and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He sighed, but didn't say much, and led the way with his hands behind his back: "Follow me, the tractor is waiting at the door of the station."

Cheng Huiyue looked at him in his sight and met a pretty, bright but arrogant face.

Liang Fei is said to be the daughter of a factory director in Kyoto.

In my previous life, I had a lot of trouble at the educated youth site, and it seemed that I was finally defamed by the village's second laity.

But it has nothing to do with her. The important thing is that you will see your husband immediately.

She picked up her bag and followed Captain Tan with brisk steps. Her shimmering water eyes seemed to be filled with the stars of the entire Milky Way.

Among the educated youth who were frustrated and expressionless, her smile frequently attracted attention.

All the educated youth who went to the countryside saw a young girl passing through the crowd like the wind, as happy as if the port city was about to return.

They are all the same commune, just as poor, and the girls have such a good mentality, so why are they still pretentious?

Many educated youth secretly spitted on themselves and quietly straightened their backs.

Chen Junyuan is one of them.

He looked at Cheng Huiyue's slender back and was a little curious.

Liang Fei stood beside him and pulled his sleeve dissatisfiedly: "Brother Junyuan, what are you looking at? Didn't you agree to help someone move their luggage?"

Chen Junyuan turned around and glanced at the two half-person tall suitcases on the ground and three large bulging backpacks.

Squeeze out a gentle smile: "I'll move now."

On the other side, Cheng Huiyue followed Tan Guodong and walked out of the railway station together.

At the entrance of the station, two or three Utez-45 tractors were parked on the side of the road.

There was also a banner on the body of the car - "Warm welcome to the new educated youth".

She lifted her lips and walked towards the tractor of the second production team.

Within two steps, the whole person suddenly froze, his eyes attracted by the figure.
Chapter completed!