Chapter 349: 111: The lovely Mrs. Shangguan, heavily mistreats the family of Qian Zhaodi_4

Qian Zhaodi cried out, “I didn’t steal the money, I didn’t!”

But Qian Shengqian and Zhao Xiaoxi didn’t give her any chance to explain. In no time, they had beaten Qian Zhaodi until she was black and blue.

While feasting on a large chicken thigh, Qian Wangcai clapped and cheered. “It’s her who stole! Beat up this money-wasting brat to death!”

“So it wasn’t you who stole?” Zhao Xiaoxi spoke cruelly. “Then where’s my money? Was it stolen by a ghost? You little parasite, I’ll beat you to death today!”

Qian Zhaodi’s heart-wrenching cries attracted the neighbors.

“What on earth did the child do wrong to deserve such a beating from you? If you keep beating her like this, someone might end up dead!” The person speaking was an old woman with white hair.

“Grandma Gu!” Qian Zhaodi hid behind Grandma Gu in fear.

Zhao Xiaoxi stood with her hands on her hips, “You think we want to hit her?! This little parasite, she’s even learned how to steal money now!”

“I didn’t, Grandma Gu, I didn’t.” Qian Zhaodi shook her head, her face streaming with tears.

“Good child, Grandma believes you.” Grandma Gu wiped the tears from Qian Zhaodi’s face and continued. “Shengqian, Xiaoxi, listen to my advice. You must do good deeds to have good outcomes. If you are unwilling to keep Zhaodi, you can give her to me to raise.”

“You want to raise her? Give me money,” Qian Shengqian said.

“How much do you want?” Grandma Gu replied.

Qian Shengqian said, “By the standard of a thousand yuan per year for twelve years, you should give me twelve thousand yuan.”

Twelve thousand?

At that time, a farmer’s annual income was just over a hundred, twelve thousand was astronomically high.

Qian Shengqian was simply asking for an exorbitant amount.

Qian Shengqian continued, “If you don’t have the money, stay out of my family’s business! Even if a life is lost, it’s my own family matter, none of your business! You little parasite, come here!”

He was Qian Zhaodi’s father, even if he killed Qian Zhaodi, no one could do anything to him!

Qian Shengqian dragged Qian Zhaodi into the house and shut the door to continue beating her.

Desolate howling noises kept coming from inside the house.

“Oh, what a sin,” Grandma Gu sighed and shook her head.

The couple kept beating Zhaodi for a whole twenty minutes, only stopping when she passed out.

Qian Wangcai walked over and kicked Qian Zhaodi, “Mom, has this money-waster died yet?”

Just then, a large renminbi bill fell out of Qian Wangcai’s pocket.

Qian Wangcai’s eyes widened in shock.

Zhao Xiaoxi picked up the bill, surprised. “Isn’t this the ten yuan I lost? Wangcai, how did it end up with you?”

As she suspected the money was stolen by Qian Zhaodi, Zhao Xiaoxi put a mark on each bill.

So, she recognized at a glance that it was her money!

Qian Wangcai immediately burst into tears, he was very wronged.

Qian Shengqian said, “Why are you angry at our son? Is it just about ten yuan?”

Zhao Xiaoxi bent down to pick up Qian Wangcai, soothing him. “Wangcai, I’m sorry. Mom didn’t mean it. Don’t cry. If you want money, you can ask mom. Why did you have to steal it?”

The couple took their son back to their bedroom without even taking a second glance at Qian Zhaodi, who lay unconscious on the floor.

Even though Qian Zhaodi had fainted, she continued to tightly grip the peach pit in her hand.

…

After Ni Yang returned, she began studying the burn ointment.

She had observed carefully, although Qian Zhaodi’s burns looked terrifying, they were not very severe. Moreover, Qian Zhaodi was still young, as long as she used the medicine in time, she would recover completely.

In fact, Ni Yang had started developing the burn ointment the first time she saw Qian Zhaodi, it just lacked a few steps to complete.

The next day, Ni Yang found Qian Zhaodi holding a camellia flower at the entrance of the market as usual.

But unlike usual, Qian Zhaodi was covered in wounds today.

“Zhaodi, what happened to you?” Ni Yang got a shock.

“It’s nothing.” Qian Zhaodi gave a slight smile, “My parents did this.”

Ni Yang frowned slightly, “Why would they hit you?”

They were too harsh!

Qian Zhaodi nonchalantly said, “I’m used to it, sister. You don’t need to be surprised.”

Ni Yang held Qian Zhaodi’s hand. “Come with me to my shop. I’ll apply ointment for you. Child abuse is a crime. I’ll take you to the police.”