Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Gu Qingyao laughed coldly. âYour surname is also Gu. Youâre also an offspring of the Five Black Categories. Whatâs the matter? You donât want to work but want to eat. You even direct others to serve you. You are a typical hedonist and are acting like a landlord. Youâre the one who should undergo education through punishment. If you refuse to disobey, I will continue forbidding you to eat.â
âMy mother is a true peasant, and a proper revolutionary. Itâs you who are...â
âItâs true that your mother is a peasant, but sheâs not anything to shout about. She married into a family of bad elements like the Gu family, so she is also a bad element. My grandparents have already sincerely acknowledged their mistakes, and work hard every day as a profound act of self-criticism. They have transformed themselves through labor.
âWhat has your mother done? She married a bad element that she looked down on for the sake of some resources that my eldest and second uncle sent back to show filial piety for their parents. Then she spends her days lazing around, expecting others to serve her. Both of you are classic capitalists. You should be sent to the cowshed to reform.â
âRubbish!â Gu Ruoqing was so frightened that she turned pale.
She and her mother were finished if they ever received such a label. This Gu Qingyao was too evil. Was she driving her and her mother towards death?
But she did not recall that she and Zhang Xiaohui frequently used such threats on the Gu family.
Gu Qingyao laughed coldly. âRubbish? I am not talking rubbish. To think that you still donât know how to cook at your age. And you dare to deny youâre living a life of luxury?
âYou spend most of your day outside playing instead of working. When you come back, you just sleep while expecting me to cook for you. Ah! What luxury! Just like the young mistresses in the landlord families. People like you should be...â
âShut up, Iâve never done that!â Gu Ruoqing was ashen with fear, and her expression was terrified. The Gu Qingyao she was facing was terrifying.
Gu Qingyaoâs lips arched in a cold smile. At this time, Gu Ruoqing was just a young, 15-year-old girl. She had grown up in a village and was not as mature as she had been in her previous life, so she was easily frightened.
âItâs not for you to say whether you have acted like that or not. The entire Qing River Brigade is aware of your behavior. Let me tell you â if you continue refusing to behave, the Gu family will not let you off. Someone like you is a threat to the family as long as you remain with us. You better hurry up and do your work, or you wonât get any dinner tonight.â
Gu Ruoqing was thoroughly frightened by her. The Gu Qingyao standing before her was filled with righteous energy, which caused her to feel strangely afraid.
Also, her mother who always protected her was absent. Gu Ruoqing mumbled to herself, âItâs so late. What else is there to do? Cook for me first and Iâll work tomorrow.â
Gu Qingyao said in a freezing tone, âThe familyâs clothes havenât been washed! Wash them and youâll get dinner.â
âIâve gone hungry for the whole afternoon. I donât have any energy...â
âThen you can continue going hungry tonight!â
Gu Ruoqing: â...â
Gu Ruoqing had no choice but to look for her grandparentsâ and Gu Yunshenâs clothes to wash. There was a well in the courtyard and she washed the clothes by the well.
She seldom did this kind of heavy labor, and now she was so hungry that she was seeing stars. Gu Ruoqing hated Gu Qingyao desperately.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After working on her knitted sweater for a while, Gu Qingyao saw that some time had passed and it was about four oâclock in the afternoon, so she went to prepare dinner.
Dinner was simpler. She steamed some wild herbs and sorghum bread, cooked a pot of porridge with dried sweet potatoes, and added a bit of white rice in it. The dried sweet potato porridge was slightly sweet. If it was only eaten occasionally instead of as a staple to fill oneâs belly, she would think it quite delicious.
Gu Yunshen returned when she was halfway through her cooking.