The Age of Rebirth: The down-and-out Bai Fumei counterattacks the art troupe

Chapter 19
Wang Xiaohua cried very sadly, with her loose hair hanging down on her face. She thought of her family, the family members who sold her as their own, and the years and months of being squeezed.

Her mother always beat her, and after giving birth to her younger brother, she even ignored her.

"I miss Chun Yan." Wang Xiaohua cried.

"What's the use of thinking about her." Shen Chunan rolled his eyes.

"No," Wang Xiaohua sobbed, lowering her head to wipe her tears and rubbing her face that was red from being pinched. "If she was here, grandma wouldn't pinch me like this."

Indeed, Chi Chunyan's good looks were unique to the band. When Wang Ma touched Xiao Hua, she was too embarrassed to touch such a beautiful girl.

After all, Wang Xiaoshu still wants to marry a wife.

Although he is still young.

Shen Chunan didn't care about their nastiness.

She was so stunned that she walked up and pinched the ears of the little tree like the Queen Mother pinched the little flowers. Her eyes were almost on fire. She looked into his eyes and pointed at him and said, "Quickly apologize to your sister."

Wang Xiaoshu was really frightened.

He looked at this powerful big sister, and his shrunken figure was reflected in her pupils.

Step by step, getting bigger and bigger.

Wang Xiaoshu couldn't help it anymore and just sobbed.

"You cry again!" Shen Chunan said viciously, with a smile on his face and a hint of fingertips in his voice.

Looking at her mother walking next to her, Wang Xiaohua felt a little timid and said, "Chu Nan, why don't we forget it."

She felt so scared of her mother that she couldn't help but tremble with fear when she thought about it.

Mother Wang didn't listen to her. Seeing her precious son motionless in fear, she howled and ran away quickly, crying and shouting, "My son."

Passers-by laughed at her strong body.

Seeing that running was useless, her son still stood beside her timidly, sucking his fingers.

"My little tree," Wang Ma said, pointing to Shen Chunan's head, "Did my son make a mistake? You dress so well and you know how to show off in the street. You will definitely be a vixen in the future."

Only then did Shen Chunan know how Wang Xiaohua was living.

No wonder when she entered the art troupe, she was seen squirming next to Chi Chunyan like a little quail.

It’s probably normal for the art troupe to dress nicely.However, under the words of Mother Wang who loves her son, her daughter's ostentatious behavior has become her sin again.

Wang Xiaohua sobbed and said, "I obviously gave you all the money." Yes, I gave them some money.

But if you don’t have enough money, no one will think you have less money.

Wang Ma has long been dissatisfied with Chi Chunyan's mother.

Why did she earn so much money? Chi Chunyan's mother even earned several large gold bracelets, showing off her power to her.

His daughter is useless, causing his son to suffer.

With this thought in mind, she pinched her daughter's shoulder fiercely, until she staggered a few steps in fear of pain, and then slapped her shoulder, which was already red from pinching, "It's all your fault for not living up to expectations."

Wang Xiaohua was in so much pain, but no one seemed to save him in his own world.

Shen Chunan couldn't stand it, so she stepped forward step by step against Wang Ma's fingertips, until Wang Ma took back her fingers as if she was embarrassed.

"What does it mean to strive to be a knowledge-based, innovative, and learning woman?" Shen Chunan said angrily, knowing that Wang Xiaohua had no hope at all. Instead, she pointed the finger at the theatergoers on the street.

The girl's clear voice echoed through the streets of Qingshui Township.

Then he cleared his mouth as if he were singing an opera.

"The chairman has said that women can hold up half the sky and I don't know how you do it," Shen Chunan pointed to the clothes on her body, "What's wrong with me? Do I have flowers on me?"

People passing by were simply attracted by Shen Chunan's face that was full of water.

He looked at Shen Chunan's clothes carefully and confirmed, "No, it's just our Lenin suit. Aunt Wang, you have it too."

The light voice of this passerby instantly attracted more people.

Everyone fanned as if watching a good show and turned this way.

The little girl's voice was resonant, "So, Aunt Wang, you have such a prejudice because you haven't studied Marx's thoughts well enough."

Of course, Shen Chunan's clothes were nothing special. Lu Changcheng was still thinking that her clothes were too shabby. She was like this purely because Shen Chunan had a good figure and looked graceful no matter what she wore.

That slim waist is really amazing.

A girl's good figure is reflected in her clothes.

But when it comes to clothes, there's really nothing special about them.

(End of this chapter)