After becoming a villain, she was issued a good person card every day

Chapter 110 The Evil Mother-in-Law in a Distressed Drama (1)

When Su Jin came back to her senses, the system had already counted the points. Faced with the option of going on vacation or continuing the mission, she chose to continue the mission without hesitation.

In the scorching summer, on the road in the countryside, an eleven or twelve-year-old girl struggled to carry water, her face was flushed by the sun, and bean-sized sweat flowed from her forehead, dripping on the dry and cracked soil.

As the girl was walking, she suddenly heard a yo-ho, she moved slowly to the side, but she was bumped by the bicycle and fell to the side, splashing water all over the floor.

She pursed her lips, looked up, and saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, riding a bicycle, with a big cloth bag slung across his body, with a nasty smile on his face, "Hey, this is not Xiao Mazi's child bride-in-law." Why? Why did you come to fetch water today, and your little husband won’t help you?”

As soon as the boy's voice fell, a group of children running behind the boy let out a nasty laugh. They all looked at the girl in unison, and the malice on their faces couldn't be stopped.

The boy looked at the girl who had fallen, and wanted to say something, when he saw a small figure not far away, and the smile on his face suddenly stopped.

"Hey, little pockmark, why are you running away, you nerd, if you don't come to help your eldest daughter-in-law..."

The boy pedaled his bike and chased after him, and his followers followed suit. The girl raised her head until the group of people's voices disappeared. She looked at the worn-out bracelet, and endured the burning pain coming from her knees. Painful, sighed and limped towards the river with a bucket in hand.

I don't know what's going on recently, but my mother seems to have changed suddenly, looking at her with complicated eyes, complicated enough to scare her.

In the middle of the night, more than once, she found her mother suddenly standing at the head of her bed, cursing something, and suddenly crying bitterly.

She only saw such a mother when her father just passed away. At that time, her younger brother was just full moon and didn't understand anything. He only knew how to cry every day. She was afraid of disturbing mother and also afraid that mother would hurt father. milk to drink.

Fortunately, Aunt Zhou and sister-in-law Xiulian are kind-hearted, so the younger brother can persist until the mother becomes normal.

Mother has changed for several years, but a month ago, Aunt Osmanthus came to talk to Mother, and she didn't know what she said, and Mother began to become abnormal again.

It was also from that day on that the village has been rumoring that she is the younger brother's child bride-in-law, and her mother raised her to be her daughter-in-law, but how is it possible?A younger brother is a younger brother, even if he is not a biological brother, he will not become a husband.

The children in the village also suddenly rejected her and her younger brother. The girl didn't understand why the world suddenly became worse again. She only knew that if she didn't bring water back today, the family of three would die of thirst.

Time gradually arrived in the evening, and the gorgeous sunset glow spread across the sky. Xiao Sanli had no time to appreciate the beautiful glow. He ran across the yard and into his mother's house, yelling loudly: "Mother, I don't want my sister to be my wife. I don't want it, I don't want it, everyone won't play with me anymore, mother, why do I have pockmarks on my face, did you light it while I was sleeping..."

"How come only I have it and everyone doesn't have it? Why doesn't this pock grow on the losers..."

"Mother, mother, why don't you talk, I don't want to study anymore, everyone laughs at me, why are you still studying..."

As Xiao Sanli said, his small body ran wildly in the room, sweeping all the books and papers he could see on the floor.

The woman who was called mother was lying on the bed in a daze, staring blankly at the roof. If she wasn't still breathing, people would think she was dead.

Suddenly, the woman's eyes moved, as if she suddenly woke up.

A yellowed book flew onto Su Jin's face. Su Jin had just woken up, but her eyes went dark. She took off the book covering her face, and saw a five-year-old boy smashing the objects in the room. Something, what is still howling in the mouth.

Su Jin rubbed her forehead, she felt a headache, but now is not the time to receive memories.

After Xiao Sanli vented, he suddenly saw his mother sitting beside the bed and looking at her quietly. He was taken aback. After realizing it, he immediately threw himself into Su Jin's arms, crying, "Master Xiang and the others scolded me again today, mother!" Why, why, as soon as Young Master Xiang came, Bean Sprout and Ergou stopped playing with me, and called me pockmarked, pedantic."

"Young Master Xiang only gives candy to Mazi and the others, but not me. Why, mother, is it because of that money-loser? Young Master Xiang doesn't play with me because of that money-loser. Mom, why don't you drive her away?" Anyway, she is not my elder sister. Aunt Osmanthus said that my father was killed by her. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be a child without a father..."

"Xiangfu wants to buy her as a maid, so let's sell her, mother, she is our family's disaster..."

For some reason, when the boy mentioned her husband, Su Jin felt infinite sadness and pain in her heart, and the bitterness and hatred seemed to overwhelm her.

She seemed unable to restrain herself from saying some harsh words.

After Xiao Sanli cried, he looked at Su Jin eagerly. He thought that his mother who had woken up would respond to his needs as before, but who knew that a heavy slap fell on his buttocks suddenly, and the burning pain made him forget for a moment. cry.

Before he could react, he heard his mother say, "Whenever you change this house back to its original state, you can go out at that time."

Afterwards, his mother went out and locked the house, Xiao Sanli was stunned, and cried louder.

His mother has changed, his mother has never hit him, Aunt Osmanthus is right, losing money is a disaster, it will only bring bad luck to people.

After Su Jin went out, looking at the brilliant sunset in the sky, she walked into a room at random, locked the room, and began to accept the memory.

Just like the world I experienced before, the original owner is also called Su Jin. She was originally a lady from a big provincial city in the north. Under the arrangement of her parents, she married Xiao Qi, the well-matched young master Xiao. Xiao Qi came back from abroad, humorous, Elegant, easy-going, and handsome, the original owner was full of pessimism about this marriage. She thought that Xiao Qi would destroy the marriage contract made by his parents just like the people around him who returned from overseas, and strive for independence and freedom.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qi respected her very much. He didn't dislike her bound feet, nor did she dislike her incomprehension of Western things. Instead, he kept introducing her to new things and integrating her into his circle. After several years of marriage, the two respected each other like a guest , and later the flames of war spread to their hometown, and the two families embarked on the road of escape. They were separated from their relatives due to bandits on the road.

Xiao Qi was also injured because of her, the original owner was shocked and afraid, she knew that her bound feet were a drag on her husband, but her husband never complained, instead he was afraid that she would think too much, so he kept comforting her.

The original owner was moved by her husband's unwavering devotion to her, and hated herself for not being able to say the words to let her husband run away alone.

In such a complicated mood, the two met a little girl who was separated from her family on the road. She was only three or four years old. The couple took her with them when their hearts softened.

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