Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

When Zhao Ling was sleeping, he always felt like someone was staring at him.

That piercing look in his eyes, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, sending chills down one's spine.

She was startled awake again, and when she opened her eyes, she found that the room was empty.

The sun was shining brightly outside the room. Zhao Ling looked at it for a long time, then slowly sat up and moved his legs and feet, feeling much more comfortable all over.

She was about to get out of bed when Mrs. Zhao came in from outside cursing.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw Zhao Ling sitting by the bed with a pale face. She quickly wailed and her beloved rushed in calling.

Before Zhao Ling could react, Mrs. Zhao lifted up her clothes and hurriedly checked the injuries on her back.

Seeing all kinds of wounds intertwined, Mrs. Zhao felt distressed and angry at the same time. She grabbed Zhao Ling's hand with tears in her eyes and wouldn't let go.

Zhao Ling: "..."

After Mrs. Zhao held her hand and cried enough, Zhao Ling finally spoke.

"Mom, I haven't eaten yet."

The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

If you have a backer, let's do the work first.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao came back to her senses. She quickly stood up and wiped her tears and said, "Mom, I brought some of your favorite foods. They are still warm."

After that, he took out a spread egg pancake from the basket, wrapped it with a handful of mixed vegetable shreds, and stuffed it into Zhao Ling's hand.

Zhao Ling took a bite and unexpectedly found that it tasted very good, completely different from the egg pancakes that Mrs. Zhao made in his memory.

She was surprised and said: "Mom, when did your craft become so good?"

"It's not my mother's doing." Mrs. Zhao came over and lowered her voice, "Didn't you tell me a few days ago that the money-losing loser in the boss's house was always sneaking out to get food? I have kept her at home these days, and she is not alive.

All the food was taken care of by her, and I made the food while watching her. Apart from anything else, this little bitch is quite good at cooking..."

Listening to Mrs. Zhao's nagging, Zhao Ling was stunned.

Mr. Zhao’s daughter has good cooking skills. Isn’t this the heroine Zhao Xiaohe?

It turns out that the little chef and the hostess made it, no wonder the egg pancakes are so delicious.

Zhao Ling couldn't help but take a few more bites.

[Damn, she ate Xiaohe’s food]

【Bitch, spit it out!】

【I won’t choke you to death!】

[Ugh, she has been squatting for so long without looking for death, I don’t want to see it]

[I don’t want to see this bitch mother and daughter, it’s disgusting, yue!]

[Don’t watch anymore, sisters, please tell the world if she dies]

【Gone, gone】

【……】

Zhao Ling finished one piece of cake, and Mrs. Zhao brought her a new one.

But before she ate, her eyes fell on the child chewing his fingers at the door.

I don't know when the little girl came back. Her face was still a little dirty, as if she had just been washed in a hurry, and there was still snot hanging from the edges of her lips.

Zhao Ling only took one look and frowned.

Mrs. Zhao followed her gaze and saw the child. She hesitated for a moment before advising: "Ning Ning, mother knows that you don't like this girl, but after all, she is your child, so don't always think about killing her.

"

Zhao Ling: "?"

The original co-author not only beat the child severely, but also wanted to kill the child?

Mrs. Zhao didn't notice Zhao Ling's shock. She lowered her head and took out an egg pancake and said to the child with a straight face: "Take it!"

The child rushed in happily, grabbed the egg pancake and ran out without saying a word.

Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but spat: "Look at the children raised by that woman, they have no education at all."

Zhao Ling came to her senses, remained silent, and reminded her: "It's my child."

Mrs. Zhao immediately said: "You are young and it is your first child. How do you know how to raise a child? Liu Wenhui is not a good person. What can we country women not do? Isn't it all about the children? She is good at this.

It’s not like that. How about we stay at home together and be the empress waiting for you to take care of us?”

Zhao Ling said no more.

The mother-in-law Liu Wenhui in the original memory was indeed weak and useless, and she only knew how to cry.

But in the past, I was pampered by my husband and son, so I didn’t know how to do anything and didn’t get in the way. All I had to do was be good-looking and understand poetry and painting.

It's just that Zhao Ningning came to marry, ruined her family's property, and made her father-in-law angry to death. The Qi family had nothing to rely on. Now Liu Wenhui is really like pampas grass, which will fall when the wind blows.

Mrs. Zhao is still saying: "When you recover from your injury, don't live with this sick man. Come back to your mother's house, and mother will arrange a good marriage for you. Anyway, you are young and good-looking, and there are many people from all over the country."

Rushing to marry you."

Zhao Ling was very suspicious: "Really?"

The bad reputation of mother and daughter has spread throughout the country, right?

While he was talking, there was another "bang" sound coming from the next door.

Zhao Ling didn't respond, but Mrs. Zhao poked her head to look outside and lowered her voice: "Is that Qi Shu next door?"

"Yeah." Zhao Ling said, "He just fell off the bed. I originally wanted to help him, but seeing that he was a bit fierce and didn't want me to get close to him, I came back again."

Mrs. Zhao was shocked: "Qi Shu is fierce?"

This little scholar has a good temper that is recognized by people from all over the world.

If not for being soft-tempered and well-behaved, how could the Qi family allow their daughter to act like this?

Mrs. Zhao thought about it and got up: "Mom, go over and take a look."

When Zhao Ling heard this, he stood up and said, "Then I'll go too."

When Mrs. Zhao saw her lame foot, she couldn't help wiping her tears and felt distressed. She was blaming Liu Wenhui for not taking good care of Zhao Ningning.

Zhao Ling thought, there is a reason why Mrs. Zhao raised her two children crookedly.

So far, she has not asked how Zhao Ling was injured, but blamed all the reasons on Liu Wenhui.

How would she feel if she knew that the brother and sister were addicted to gambling?

This thought flashed through Zhao Ling's mind, but she didn't say anything. She was supported by Mrs. Zhao to the next door, but she saw Qi Shu had climbed onto the bed.

It just took a lot of effort. When he looked back, Zhao Ling found that his forehead was covered with big beads of sweat.

After a moment of silence, Qi Shu spoke first: "Why is my mother-in-law here?"

His expression was calm and his tone was sweet. He was completely different from the one lying on the ground that Zhao Ling had seen before.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at Zhao Ling. The implication was, isn't this very well-behaved?

Then she raised her chin and pretended to be a mother-in-law and accused Qi Shu: "Qi Shu, my Ning Ning married you to enjoy happiness, not to suffer. Look what kind of life she is living now? She has no food or clothing.

She was also injured, whose daughter-in-law is as miserable as hers?"

Qi Shu lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Zhao Ling carefully observed his neck and found that there were indeed slightly bulging veins.

He is suppressing his anger.

Well, being clever is just an act.

Mrs. Zhao was still talking nonsense: "To tell you the truth, I didn't like you back then. A man is prettier than a woman, but Wenwen is too weak to do heavy work. Which woman would be willing to find such a man? Otherwise

If my family Ningning doesn't marry you, I won't agree to this marriage..."

Zhao Ling: "..."

Confusing right and wrong, is this Mrs. Zhao you are talking about?

Seeing more beads of sweat on Qi Shu's forehead, Zhao Ling was a little worried that he would be angry to death, so he immediately stopped Mrs. Zhao: "Mother, you have to keep talking, why are you attacking her personally?"

It's not someone's fault that they are beautiful.

Besides, if you have a more handsome face, at least if you look at this face after a fight, your anger level will be reduced by 30%!