100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 2722 Her native family
Wang Yan met the boy's gaze and was startled. She seemed to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

"Sister..." The boy has observed her for a whole circle, she was beaten, "What happened? Who beat you?"

"No, I accidentally fell." She dodged her eyes and told a very unreliable lie.

"Did you fall?" The boy didn't believe it at all, his mind was full of doubts, "How is it possible? Who are you fooling?"

Wang Yan quickly grabbed the bloody tissue in her hand and walked towards home.

The younger brother turned around and walked back, grabbed her hand, snatched the tissue from her when she was unprepared, and opened it!

Stained with blood.

"Sister, everyone will definitely ask you when you go back like this! Your face is swollen!" The younger brother was a little worried.

Wang Yan looked at him coldly, with a look of disgust in his eyes.

Just ask, no one cares about her anyway.

She ignored him and walked towards home. If she didn't come back to get the living expenses for the next week, she wouldn't come back!

This family makes her feel suffocated. There are five children in the family, she is the third child, two older sisters, and two younger brothers.

Parents are very patriarchal, to the point that it is unacceptable.

Anyway, after so many years, she doesn't care anymore.

got used to it.

This is a relatively old alley, and there are steps within a short distance. It takes a lot of steps to reach her home.

The house is a small two-story building with a small area. There are eight people, including grandma, living in it, which is very crowded.

When Wang Yan walked into the house, the younger brother rushed in from behind and announced to everyone, "Sister Yan was beaten!"

The girl faltered!
Father, mother, two older sisters, and grandma all looked towards the door.

Wang Yan looked at everyone, took a step inside with her schoolbag on her back, then went upstairs and returned to her room.

She was really in pain, and when she returned to the room, she felt that her legs were no longer her own.

After putting away her schoolbag, she bent down and rolled up her trouser legs carefully, and saw that her calf was purple.

She recalled that scene, a man in leather shoes kicked her!
He kicked hard on her calf.

Damn it, it won't be healed for a long time. She took out some ointment from the drawer, looked at the instructions casually, and didn't know if it would work, so she applied it directly to the injured part.

I smeared medicine on my calf, and then took a mirror to look at my face, and it became more swollen.

It's so annoying, it won't be better for two days.

What about going to school?The students will definitely be suspicious again.

Just when Wang Yan was depressed and irritable, there was a knock on the locked door.

She turned to look at the door, the knocking was still going on, and she knew who it was without opening the door. There was a fierce light in her eyes, "Get out!"

The knock on the door stopped abruptly, "Don't be so pushy! The last elite No. [-] was amazing!" The younger brother said disdainfully, "Mom told you to do laundry! Hurry up!!"

"Isn't there a washing machine?!" She was really angry. Every time she came back, the family would catch her doing things, and there was no time to study.

"The washing machine is broken! Hurry up!"

The younger brother left after yelling.

Wang Yan heard his leaving footsteps. The sound insulation effect of the small building is particularly bad. Sometimes people living upstairs can hear the conversation downstairs.

She sighed, put the mirror away, and accidentally knocked over the pen holder on the table, and the ballpoint pen inside fell down.

The sound disturbed her even more.

She sat on the bed for a while, and when she was about to go downstairs to do the laundry, she just walked to the door and didn't have time to open it.

There was a loud knock on the door, boom boom boom!
The voice was really loud, with a hint of anger, the door vibrated violently, as if it was about to be pushed down at any moment.

Wang Yan stopped.

A middle-aged woman's voice came from outside——

"Damn girl! Open the door quickly!! Go and wash your brother's clothes! He just replaced them after playing basketball, and they will be stained if you wash them after a long time!"

Wang Yan opened the door resignedly, and passed by her directly.

"Don't you know how to say hello to elders?! How do you read books??"

Accusations came from behind.

She walked downstairs quickly, ignoring it. After so many years, she was used to it.

Hurrying downstairs, she still didn't say hello to grandma and father. She was in pain all over, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen.

My father saw it, but there was no wave in his heart, and he didn't care at all.

Without even a word of concern, he sat at the door with a glass of wine, drinking it very leisurely.

Wang Yan was very indifferent, there was no expression on her face, and she couldn't feel any grievances, she was even a little numb.

After so many years, she was really used to this kind of treatment.

My younger brother's clothes are very smelly, full of boy's sweat, especially heavy.

She moved a small stool and sat in the patio, fetched a basin of water, put in washing powder, and began to rub the clothes.

The scene of being beaten just now kept replaying in her mind, those fists hit her body like raindrops, and she felt the pain that she had never experienced in her life.

But in the co-pilot of the luxury car, Nangong Yinuo's cold gaze made her feel even more uncomfortable.

In fact, what really makes her uncomfortable is the gap between rich and poor.

The world itself is unfair.

Just after she finished washing her clothes and drying her big brother's clothes, before turning around, the little brother threw the dirty clothes into the basin, "Sister, wash it!" After saying that, he left.

Wang Yan looked at the back of him leaving, her expression was so indifferent that it made people feel distressed.

After a while, she sat back in front of the basin and started to turn on the water to wash clothes.

While she was still doing the laundry, dinner started and everyone was already sitting around the table.

Only the eldest sister came over with a rice bowl, "Yanyan, don't wash up, let's eat first."

"These clothes belong to the emperor, don't dare to be negligent, I'd better wash them before eating." She said lightly, without stopping her hands.

The eldest sister squatted down beside her, still holding the rice bowl in her hand.

"You go, don't watch here." Wang Yan lowered her head, afraid that she would see her appearance.

My nose hurts and the corners of my eyes are swollen. It must be ugly.

But my sister had already seen it, and she asked in a low voice, "Who hit you?"

"It's none of your business." Wang Yan didn't want to continue this topic, "I fell."

"You think I'm stupid? How could it be that I fell?"

Her sister's words made her stop her movements, and looked up at her sister, suppressing an anger that had nowhere to vent in her heart, "So what if I was beaten? Can you avenge me? Are you capable? "

"..." The eldest sister met her gaze, but was a little speechless.

Wang Yan wasn't angry either, but she didn't want her to ask again.

Annoying to ask!

My sister stopped talking, and she also looked away, lowering her eyes and continuing to wash clothes.

My sister felt bored, and left with her rice bowl after a while.

(End of this chapter)