Chapter 72: Falling out

Yun Ermei borrowed the ox cart from the village chief and moved the three candles to the old house where Xu Changhe lived.

I didn't dare bring her home because my parents didn't like her.

Her father was okay, he just ignored her out of habit.

Her mother was very fierce. She had always ordered her around and often treated her harshly since she was a child.

My parents only love my younger brother and leave any good things to him.

There are many families like this in the village that favor boys over girls. Although Yun Ermei is heartbroken and angry, the environment around her is like this and she has seen it so many times that she doesn't think her situation is strange.

If I bring the candles home, my parents will definitely snatch them away.

After the incident, they would scold her for not knowing how to manage the household, not understanding her parents' hard work, not handing over the good things she brought back, and saying that raising an ugly girl who couldn't get married was a waste of food, etc., and they would say derogatory things about her.

People in the village often laughed at her for her ugly appearance, and this was the source of the ridicule.

Yun Ermei would cry when she was sad, but over the years she has become hardened.

Xu Changhe came to Qingshan Village only three years ago.

It is said that he is the young master of a wealthy family. After his parents died, his family property was taken away, and he came to Qingshan Village with his grandfather.

Grandpa Xu was in poor health and passed away less than a year after he came here.

Xu Changhe was left alone, helpless and homeless, and he almost starved to death in the house out of grief.

Yun Ermei is the same age as Xu Changhe and has saved him several times out of compassion.

After that, the two became friends. Yun Ermei would often take Xu Changhe to the mountains to find food, and Xu Changhe taught Yun Ermei to read and write.

Two equally isolated people supported each other and became each other's only support in difficult times.

The villagers dared not approach the old house for fear of being gossiped about.

It is best to place the candles here. It is safer to melt them and then make them again, and it will not attract attention.

Yun Ermei put her things away, discussed the follow-up arrangements with Xu Changhe, and then walked home at night without being afraid at all.

On the way, she met her brother who was in a hurry to find her, and the two chatted for a while after they met.

Yun Shengnian, her younger brother, asked her worriedly, "I heard that you were kidnapped by bad guys. Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Yun Ermei patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "It's okay! The bad guys have been caught. Let's go home."

Although I am loved by my parents, I am a gentle and honest person and not spoiled.

Yun Ermei often took him with her when he was a child, and the relationship between the two siblings was pretty good.

The two walked home together and found that their parents' room was quiet.

The 12-year-old brother is worried about his sister and gets up in the middle of the night to look for her.

The parents were indifferent, as if it didn't matter whether their daughter was dead or alive.

Yun Ermei glanced at her parents' room and lowered her eyes to hide the disappointment in her heart.

Yun Shengnian scratched his head awkwardly and tried to explain for his parents: "Well, they were too tired from work today and slept so soundly that they didn't hear anything outside, so..."

The gong was struck so loudly that the entire Qingshan Village was woken up.

Who would believe me if I said I didn't hear anything? I just didn't care about her life or death.

Yun Ermei nodded perfunctorily, went back to her room to sleep without saying anything.

I'll be busy making candles starting tomorrow and won't have time to be sad here.

Yun Shengnian looked at his parents' room, then looked at his sister's back as she walked away. He sighed helplessly and returned to his room.

The next morning, around 7 o'clock.

Yun Ermei was awakened by a burst of verbal abuse.

Since she didn't get up in time to make breakfast today, her mother Xie Wenshuang had to do it herself.

At this time, the villagers have already gone out to do farm work, but the pigs and chickens at home have not yet been fed.

Xie Wenshuang was so angry that she started throwing things around, making loud noises on purpose, and she was packing her things while cursing loudly.

"I work so hard every day and earn so little money, and I still have to serve you debt collectors! Being a slave isn't that hard, I'm really unlucky!"

"Other families' daughters, at this age, know how to make money to support the family. They don't even need a matchmaker and people will come to propose marriage to them. When they get old enough, they can earn a large sum of money for the family as a dowry."

"I am so unlucky. I gave birth to an ugly child who can't get married. I have to rely on my family for food and drink. I haven't earned a penny."

"You lazy, slippery jinx, hanging out with those bastards with questionable identities all day, I wonder when you'll get into trouble. Don't come and ask me to clean up your mess for you!"

Yun Ermei didn't go to bed until 3 a.m. last night, so of course she couldn't get up early today.

The mother's abuse was the same as always, and every word hit home.

Under normal circumstances, Yun Ermei would force herself not to care and ignore the other person with a cold eye, thinking that she could leave home when she grew up and they would never have any contact with each other again. There was no need to waste energy arguing.

But yesterday, she experienced a twist.

I figured out a lot of things when I was struggling on the brink of crisis.

Being brave and reckless is not worthy of praise, but Yun Ermei likes the feeling of revenge.

Say what you want to say, do what you want to do. Since you don't know what will happen tomorrow, you might as well live happily!

Yun Ermei got out of bed, opened the door and walked out.

She looked at the cursing Xie Wenshuang and responded expressionlessly:

"I have been helping the family with chores since I was little. Have you ever paid me a penny? I earn my own food. What have you ever given me?"

"If you're not satisfied, then don't give me food in the future and do the housework yourself! Just pretend I don't exist, so you don't feel embarrassed all day long!"

When Xie Wenshuang heard this, he flew into a rage and his entire face turned red with anger.

She pointed at Yun Ermei and cursed excitedly, "You little bitch, you still dare to talk back? Then get out of here! Don't come to me for help when you're begging outside!"

Yun Ermei felt sad, but she didn't want to cry here.

He wiped his face and suppressed his emotions, went into the room, packed a small bag, and left the house without looking back.

I ran for a distance with my head down, but found that the world was so big and there was nowhere to go.

He frowned and hesitated for a while, and finally decided to live in the old house.

In this era, people of her age may still be studying, or may have already started struggling to make a living.

Yun Ermei has no academic qualifications, no connections or means. If she wants to make money to support herself, she must find a way to learn a skill.

Although it is not allowed to do big business now, you can still think of ways to make a little money.

It's a pity that craftsmen don't recruit female apprentices, otherwise learning furniture making would be a good way to make a living.

Yun Ermei walked towards the old house while thinking about her future plans.

When I entered the yard, I found it quiet. Xu Changhe, who should have gotten up to work long ago, was nowhere to be seen.

Yun Ermei poked her head out and looked everywhere, and finally came to the door of Xu Changhe's room.

She knocked on the worn wooden door and asked, "Xu Changhe, are you home? Can I come in?"

After shouting a few times without any response, Yun Ermei opened the door and entered the room, only to find Xu Changhe lying on the bed.

His face was flushed with fever and his consciousness was dizzy, as if he wanted to wake up but was having a nightmare.

I reached out and touched his forehead. It was hot enough to fry an egg.

Yun Ermei hurried to the kitchen, got a piece of cloth, wet it, folded it and placed it on Xu Changhe's forehead.

I wanted to pour him a glass of cold water, but the copper kettle was empty.

In desperation, I had to make do with a cup of raw water from the water tank.

After hurriedly feeding him water, Xu Changhe still didn't wake up, and Yun Ermei couldn't help but worry.

It is a famine now, food is scarce and medicine is even scarcer.

All the herbs on the mountain have been picked up, and even the village doctor has nothing to offer.

They had no money to go to the county hospital, and Xu Changhe's condition could not be delayed any longer.

Yun Ermei gritted her teeth and decided to go up the mountain to ask the mountain god for help.