Chapter 473 Why Are You Sharpening Your Knife in the Middle of the Night?

Zhao Qiumei had no conflict of interest with Ning Xingzhi and had a good impression of him, so when she talked about Ning Xingzhi not being admitted to the university, her tone was very regretful and a little confused.

But Lu Sunhua, who also applied to the University of Science and Technology, received an admission letter, but Ning Xingzhi did not, which obviously meant that he did not pass the exam.

Yun Qinghuan frowned, "How could it be? Ning Zhiqing looks very good at studying, and his wife said that he had very good grades when he was in school."

How could he not pass the exam?

"But he did not receive the admission letter. I saw Ning Zhiqing yesterday. He looked very disappointed. I was too embarrassed to go up and say hello to him." Qiao Yue felt bad when she thought of the way she saw Ning Xingzhi yesterday.

But she was admitted to Kyoto Normal University. If she went up to say hello to Ning Xingzhi, she would always feel like showing off. Wouldn't that be like rubbing salt into someone's wounds?

After hesitating for a while, she did not go up to say hello to him.

Several people were silent for a while, not knowing what to say for a while. In the end, Yun Qinghuan couldn't stand this depressing atmosphere anymore and said with a smile, "It's okay. I believe that with Ning Zhiqing's ability, he can manage his life well even if he doesn't get into college. Besides, he is a capable person. If he wants to take the exam again, he will get in."

"Now let's go see Feng'er and see how she is doing. Talk to her, she should feel better."

Qiao Yue and Zhao Qiumei both agreed.

Yun Qinghuan asked them to wait for a while, and she went to the house to bring the things she bought to share.

It wasn't anything too expensive, but some special snacks bought from the city supply and marketing cooperative.

She brought a small bag to Qiao Yue and Zhao Qiumei, "Take it home and try it. The snacks taste good."

She took another bag of snacks and prepared to give it to Wang Shufeng to try later.

Qiao Yue and Zhao Qiumei didn't bother to be polite with her and took them directly.

Yun Qinghuan held the little girl and went to Wang Shufeng's house with them. On the way, they met some villagers. Seeing the three college students, they all smiled and greeted them. Their attitudes were as good as they could be.

Qiao Yue and Zhao Qiumei were still a little uncomfortable with being treated so warmly by the villagers.

Both of their faces were almost stiff with laughter.

Yun Qinghuan found it funny to see them like this.

Thinking of something, she asked Zhao Qiumei again, "By the way, what is your mother-in-law and your husband's attitude when they know you are admitted to college?"

A little worried, afraid that the Wang family would not let her go to college.

Hearing this, Zhao Qiumei's eyes flashed.

Qiao Yue next to her also looked at her worriedly and said to Yun Qinghuan, "Qiumei and Wang Youjun divorced."

"Huh?"

Yun Qinghuan was really surprised, her eyes were wide open, "When did this happen? Why didn't I know?"

She looked at Zhao Qiumei again, and after a closer look, she found that there seemed to be bruises at the corners of her eyes.

But after a few days, the marks were not too obvious.

His eyebrows knitted up instantly, and he said unhappily, "Wang Youjun hit you again?"

The word 'again' means that this is not the first time that Wang Youjun has hit Zhao Qiumei.

Zhao Qiumei touched the corner of her eyes with her hand, avoiding Yun Qinghuan's gaze, and smiled, "It's okay, he didn't get any advantage this time."

Although she was smiling, her expression was very complicated, like relief and discomfort.

Wang Youjun behaved like a gentleman outside, but in fact, he was extremely chauvinistic at home.

As long as Zhao Qiumei talked back to him, he would raise his hand to threaten Zhao Qiumei.

Zhao Qiumei later learned to be smart, became indifferent to men, and followed his lead in everything, and turned a blind eye to all his behaviors, so she was not beaten again.

But the night before Yun Qinghuan and Bai Naihan went to Yun Yushan's house, because it was still the beginning of the year, Wang's family had guests, and she was called by her mother-in-law to help cook in the kitchen, but there was no one to look after the child, so she told Wang Youjun to help look after the child.

Wang Youjun agreed verbally, but when Zhao Qiumei finally finished the kitchen work, she was so tired that she couldn't even straighten her waist. When she returned to the room, she found that Wang Youjun was actually sleeping soundly on the bed, and her daughter was wearing open-crotch pants and sweaters, not even a coat, sitting on the quilt and crying from the cold.

Wang Youjun was so lazy that he didn't even cover his daughter with a quilt. Zhao Qiumei was so angry that she cried. After putting her daughter's clothes on, she couldn't hold back her temper for a while, and stepped forward to lift the quilt on the man, and the man woke up from the cold.

How could this be? Wang Youjun's temper came up instantly, and he pressed Zhao Qiumei to the ground and beat her.

The corners of her mouth were broken and bleeding.

The whole family of the grandmother in the yard heard her screams, but no one came in to see her.

Zhao Qiumei felt hopeless.

She had been busy all day and didn't even have a few bites of food. Now she was holding her crying daughter, cold and hungry.

At that moment, Zhao Qiumei felt desperate.

At no moment did she realize that if she didn't leave the Wang family, she and her daughter would never have a good life.

After feeding her daughter and coaxing her to sleep, she saw that her daughter's hands were frozen and swollen in just one afternoon. Her eyes turned red. She looked at Wang Youjun who was sleeping like a dead pig. She was really calm.

She went to the kitchen calmly, took the kitchen knife and graphite into the house, and polished the kitchen knife on the graphite.

The sound was probably a bit loud, and Wang Youjun was woken up. He said impatiently, "Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Zhao Qiumei didn't respond.

Her eyes were cold and gloomy.

If there was no trace of rationality in his heart, the knife should have been on Wang Youjun's neck when he fell asleep, covered with blood.

The room was dark, with only a little moonlight coming in through the window from the moon outside.

At first, Wang Youjun cursed. Seeing that Zhao Qiumei didn't agree, he couldn't see what she was doing in the dark, so he covered his head with the quilt and planned to go to sleep.

Who knew that Zhao Qiumei didn't stop sharpening the knife, but the sound was very regular.

It sounded a bit scary in the quiet night.

Wang Youjun looked over impatiently.

The knife that was just polished and shining was flashing dazzling light in the moonlight, and the light reflected and flashed Wang Youjun's eyes.

He subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.

When he realized what Zhao Qiumei was sharpening, his face suddenly changed, "Damn, what do you mean by sharpening the knife in the middle of the night?"

Zhao Qiumei still didn't say anything, just stared at him.

After sharpening for about a quarter of an hour, she put down the knife and went back to bed to sleep.

She slept soundly, but Wang Youjun was frightened by her and didn't sleep well all night.

The next day, the mother-in-law asked Zhao Qiumei to get up early to cook. When she saw the wound on her daughter-in-law's face, she not only didn't care, but also scolded Zhao Qiumei for it.

Others in the family laughed at her.

Even the older stepson stood by and mocked her.