Little aunt

  After two hours of adjustment, the tyrant became more spirited and started making phone calls as soon as he came. I didn't dare to know too much, so I just stood still, thinking it was going in one ear and out the other, but I'm not a wooden person, and I seemed to hear him make an appointment with someone to eat at a hotel.

  He hung up the phone and got up from the sofa. He finally found me, a living person, staring at me and scolding, what are you standing there for? As expected, he returned to his true form, and people's nature cannot be changed. He put on that high-and-mighty look, but I felt much more relaxed instead.

  I knew he didn't want to see me, so I turned around and was about to leave. He called out to ask where I was going. Aren't you tired of me taking up space? If I don't hurry up and give you some fresh air to breathe, what can I do?! Of course, I wouldn't say it that way.

  I smiled and told him that I had something to do and needed to go out for a while. He raised an eyebrow, glaring at me with those big eyes that made my heart skip a beat. He opened his mouth and scolded me harshly: "I just got back, and you're already running away! Are you going to meet that adulterer? Do you have to be so anxious?"

  I muttered to myself that this idiot might not even understand the meaning of adultery, who am I to him! He doesn't need to use the word "adultery" on me. He ignored me and instructed in his usual arrogant tone to prepare more for lunch, Fatso and his woman are coming over.

  I stood still, reacting a bit slower than usual. I saw him making a phone call and didn't think he was going out. He immediately became unhappy, his vicious mouth spewing out hurtful words. He said the water in my brain could raise fish, that I needed to smash a hole in my head to let the water out, or else there would be no saving me, and asked if I needed him to take action.

  Your brain can raise fish, your whole family's brains can raise fish. I finished scolding and still went downstairs in an orderly manner. In fact, I don't need to do anything, personally cooking meals is not my thing, I'm not interested in playing the role of a lady, I just need to tactfully pass on the tyrant's orders to the middle-aged woman.

  I'm sitting on the couch, with nothing to do. The TV is only showing news and I couldn't bear to watch it anymore. I looked around the house, the small white building is quite big, but there are only two rooms that can be used for sleeping. There's only one computer, really can't understand why they built such a big house, is it to accommodate ghosts?!

  I could only fiddle with my phone. At that time, there was no WeChat, and everyone's posts were on "Shuoshuo". I logged onto QQ, scrolled through the content, and saw many girls showing off the jewelry given to them by their boyfriends, with people following suit, in today's world, it's laughable how poverty is ridiculed but prostitution is not.

  I looked around but didn't find anything interesting, so I logged off QQ. Since I couldn't think of anything fun to do, I just sat on the couch and stared blankly.

  The fat guy and his mistress arrived soon, I originally thought that the role of the mistress would naturally be played by a beautiful woman, or at least someone with a good figure, or if not, then someone with style. But when I saw the woman the fat guy brought, I was shocked.

  She doesn't look good, really isn't good-looking, with ordinary features and no outstanding points to speak of. She's also wearing a pair of glasses, and her figure is thin and shriveled.

  Fatso came in and asked me where the tyrant was. I pointed to the study, he turned around and handed over a few words to the woman, then went upstairs. The woman and I exchanged polite greetings, the atmosphere was also awkward, I asked her to sit on the sofa and asked if she wanted to watch TV.

  No matter what I asked, her answer was always "uh-huh!" How can she be so wishy-washy?! Two women staring at the screen, it's really meaningless. I turned my head to look at her, and she happened to turn around and look at me, our eyes met like that.

  I asked her about her job, and she told me that she works as an accountant in a second-rate company. With Fatso's abilities, he wouldn't be able to get a good salary there, yet he managed to become an accountant. She shook her head and said that she is herself, and Fatso is Fatso. Okay! So it seems that there are still women in this world who don't care about material wealth. No wonder Fatso has been hiding and cherishing her like a treasure.

  I'm just a common person, I really have nothing to talk about with her. What I care about is makeup, clothes, handbags, and when I look at what she's wearing, it's extremely ordinary, with BB cream on her face and lipstick, normally not even bothering to dress up.

  We both sensed that each other didn't belong in our own circle and shifted our gaze to the TV, I changed the channel to a news program about an earthquake that had just occurred.

  The tyrant and the fatty have both gone downstairs. I got up to see if the middle-aged woman had prepared lunch, and helped prepare the tableware. At the dinner table, the mouths of the tyrant and the fatty couldn't stop. Listening to their topic of conversation made me afraid to death. The fatty said that Taizu's people had come to Shenzhen, and were probably thinking of continuing to sit firmly in the backstage position!

  The overlord pouted and looked at the fatty, asking if he was willing to give up his power. Emperor Wu of Han even killed his own biological son, fearing that someone would threaten his position, which is not surprising at all.

  Fatso sighed and scolded them, saying that they were making a mess of things. If they continued like this, it was possible that they would really be finished.

  Yang Xiao suddenly interrupted, saying that the ancestors must have come to grasp the economic lifeline. To seize the initiative, it's a matter of who grasps the main economic lifeline first. We can't compete with Shanghai, so let's focus on this side.

  As soon as she spoke, I was startled and my eyes quickly turned to her. Such words actually came out of her small body. Bao Wang and Panger were very calm, apparently Yang Xiao Le often made astonishing remarks, they were all used to it.

  The tyrant put down his chopsticks and looked at Yang Xiao Le, saying that he knew, tonight he had an appointment with the economic bigwigs, just to see the attitude of those scoundrels.

  My heart is racing wildly, ***. They want to discuss state affairs, can't they just talk about it in a room? I feel like I've boarded a pirate ship. So I bowed my head and ate, pretending I didn't know anything, comforting myself that I hadn't heard anything!

  Yang Xiao Le's child had a high fever, so Pangzi and Yang Xiao Le hurried back. Before leaving, Bawang told Pangzi to send the child abroad after a while, it would be safer.

  Fatso shook his head and told Ba Wang that if he couldn't even protect his own child, what could he do about big things. Yang Xiao Le also nodded, smiling at Ba Wang to say, "Thank you, Third Brother, it's better for the kid to stay by our side, we feel more at ease."

  I stood behind Ba Wang, silent and speechless. In fact, I hadn't said a word since we left the dinner table. They were about to leave when I finally dared to speak up and say goodbye.

  The door closed, and the tyrant fiercely patted my forehead, scolding me for being so useless. Please, big brother, you are a big shot, even if something big happens, your dad will cover for you, maybe an even bigger tree will hold you up, who am I? To put it bluntly, I'm just a defenseless woman counterattacking, they want to kill me, very simple, car accident, carbon monoxide poisoning, anything can take my life, I don't have Chen Sang's great luck.

  The overbearing husband lies on the sofa and asks me to make tea, ***. He thinks I'm Lu Yishu! I'm not the material for a virtuous wife, boiling water, I just throw in the best Pu'er. Actually, I can't tell whether the tea leaves are good or bad, I think that as long as the packaging is bright yellow, it must be valuable.

  The tyrant took a sip and spat it out, staring at me with wide eyes in incredulity, asking "Do you know how to make tea? The first time you have to rinse the tea." He thought everyone was born with a golden spoon like him, and drinking tea had to be particular. I honestly told him that people from our hometown made tea by pouring boiling water over the tea leaves directly.

  He might have been angry too, and with a loud bang, he heavily placed the teacup on the tea table. He then used his damn index finger to point at my forehead and started scolding me: "Lu Xiaowen, I found out that you're just a piece of trash! What can you do? You can't even accomplish anything!"

  I couldn't tell if I was scared or angry, I suddenly raised my hand to brush away his hand pointing at my forehead. That gesture, I had been tolerating for a long time and wanted to fight back. I looked up at him with indignation and said, "I'm just a wild girl from the countryside, your rich people's habits, I don't know and don't understand."

  The overbearing man stood up from the sofa, looking down at me with a condescending attitude. He let out a cold snort, his hands clasped behind his back as he glared at me. "Lu Xiaowen," he said, "don't pretend to be innocent. You've lived in N City for five years, your little aunt must have taught you what's right and wrong. Now, show some respect to your elders!"

  I didn't expect the Overlord to mention my little aunt, what the Overlord said was right, my little aunt indeed taught me how to make tea, arrange flowers, and even though I had long passed the age of learning dance and piano, she still invited people to teach me. In five years, she taught me how to become a lady. But after such a long time, many things would be forgotten, and besides, I was not willing to serve the Overlord wholeheartedly.

  I stared at the tyrant warily and asked him how he knew my little aunt, what they were going to do. My little aunt's identity was special, secretive, except for the old people in the village, a few relatives at home, very few outsiders knew my little aunt.

  When I was young, people would tell me that I had a younger aunt, but I had never seen her before. It wasn't until after my grandmother passed away that I met her for the first time, and she took me back to the city with her. She was elegant and refined, and I really couldn't associate her with my rough-speaking grandmother.

  Later, I learned from the elderly in the village that at that time, in response to the policy, my grandmother gave birth to seven children. Later, during the Cultural Revolution, the country's economy was not as good as before, and there were too many children to raise. My grandmother had two children who starved to death. Having no other choice, my grandmother sent my little aunt away for adoption.

  The tyrant glared at me and told me that it was easy for him to know a person's origin, even if the other party was dead.

  I was scared to the core, I mustered up my courage and asked Ba Wang what he wanted to do again, he remained silent and didn't speak, I was anxious to cry, I said you have money and power, you want to do big things, why drag me in, I'm just a street citizen, you dragged a woman like me in, what's the point.

  The overbearing man looked at me with disdain, he roared at me, scolding me for being useless and crying all the time, telling me to learn from Yang Xiaole.

  I'm just an ordinary person, hiding some small money to get by, who among you has the power, what does it have to do with me, as long as the red bills can buy things, that's all.