Chapter 375 Don’t Despise the Poor Youngsters (1/2)

Chapter 375 Don’t Despise the Poor Youngsters

“Fighting Strength, Stage Three!”

Looking at the five bright red characters on the test magic stone tablet, the girl had no expression on her face. However, her seemingly indifferent eyes revealed deep unwillingness. She unconsciously clenched her hands tightly, unconsciously exerting too much force, causing her nails to pierce her palms. A trickle of blood dripped from the gaps between her fingers, bringing a piercing pain.

Then, a very harsh laugh came from the area below the test table.

"This guy is really a waste."

"The clan leader is a Dou Sheng, how could he give birth to such a waste daughter?"

"Hey~ Don't say that, after all, I was once a proud daughter of heaven."

"Yes, the former proud daughter of heaven is now not even as good as a child who has just practiced for a while. It's simply a disgrace to the family."

"If the clan leader was not her father, he would have thrown her out to fend for herself."

The ridicule from the audience continued, as if to return all the arrogance and contempt that the girl had shown to them when she was a genius. Only a few people were amazed and regretful that the family had lost such a genius.

The girl raised her head and glanced at the sarcastic smiles in the audience indifferently, and the self-mockery at the corners of her mouth was even more bitter.

However, the girl did not say a word of rebuttal, or it would be useless to say it.

Looking up at the platform, her father, the clan leader, was standing on the platform, looking down at her with scarlet eyes, full of ruthlessness, without a trace of love for his own daughter, destroying the only hope in the girl's heart.

Didn't I know it a long time ago?

This man would not have any sympathy for a waste, even if this waste was his daughter.

The girl lowered her head slightly, her hair covering her depressed eyes, and slowly turned and walked off the stage. Her lonely figure was out of tune with the laughter around her, as if she shouldn't exist in this world.

On the platform, looking at the back of the girl who walked off the stage, the clan leader Xiao Wuyun snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain.

"This waste is really embarrassing me, just kill it directly."

Such indifferent and cold words, as well as the murderous intent in Xiao Wuyun's eyes, all revealed the truth of Xiao Wuyun's words.

And this is what a father can say to his daughter.

However, none of the elders around him thought there was anything wrong. After all, this is how the family should be.

A worthless weakling has no meaning of existence, no matter what his identity is.

Only the third elder stood up and bowed to Xiao Wuyun respectfully.

"Patriarch, calm down. Although Xiao Ying has become a waste for some reason, she is still your daughter. Although everyone laughs at her, if you, as a father, kill your own daughter, it will inevitably show that you are too ruthless. I am afraid that everyone will be too afraid of you, which is extremely disadvantageous to the family."

The third elder's words are well-reasoned and well-reasoned.

Indeed, Xiao Ying has now become a waste. Everyone laughs at her and ridicules her. It is the family's belief in the law of the jungle, but it is more of a revenge for Xiao Ying's former arrogance.

But that's all. At least for now, most people in the family ridicule, but they don't want Xiao Ying to die.

In a family, it is natural for the weak to be despised and ridiculed, but if it is natural for them to die because of their weakness, then this family is too chilling.

There are more than one weak person in the family, Xiao Ying is just the last one among them.

The law of the jungle is true, but as such a large family, if there is not even a little place for the weak, how can this family continue?

Even if Xiao Wuyun is really determined to kill Xiao Ying, he can't do it.

His own clan leader can kill his own daughter so cruelly, let alone others?

"The law of the jungle is natural! She is a waste and has no right to live in this world!" Xiao Wuyun shook his sleeves unhappily, glanced at the third elder and questioned: "Third elder, what is your intention every time you want to excuse her waste?!"

Xiao Wuyun wanted to kill Xiao Ying, not once or twice, but was stopped by the third elder every time.

As for Xiao Wuyun's question, the third elder replied calmly.

"It's just for the sake of the family, there is no other intention. What's more, keeping Xiao Ying will give other people in the family an outlet to vent, which can greatly avoid other people's dissatisfaction."

Whenever someone feels unfair or uncomfortable in the family, they will feel much more relieved after seeing Xiao Ying.

At least, the person at the bottom of the family is not himself.

Xiao Ying, the daughter of the clan leader, has such a low status in the family that even children who have just learned to speak can point at her and abuse her wantonly.

"Humph!"

Xiao Wuyun snorted coldly, but he could not refute the words of the third elder.

It is really not worth it to risk losing people's hearts to kill an insignificant waste.

Setting up such a target to ease the resentment of others is still a bit useful for this waste.

"Forget it, let her live. She's just a piece of trash. My Xiao clan can afford her."

Xiao Wuyun turned and strode away. The third elder looked at Xiao Wuyun's receding back, with a complex look in his eyes.

At this time, the first and second elders on the side could not help but sigh.

"Unlike Xiao Ying, a waste who died halfway, the clan leader is a genius."

"That's right. When it comes to our lineage, the blood power should have faded. I never thought that the sky would not destroy my Xiao clan, and gave birth to such a talent as the clan leader. The blood power is so prosperous. It is really a miracle."

Hearing the words of the first and second elders, the third elder's eyes became more complicated.

After a long time, he sighed deeply.

Forget it, forget it.

As long as it can make the family prosperous, I don't know what the clan leader does.

That's it, Xiao Ying is suffering

After participating in the clan test, Xiao Ying suffered from the cold eyes and ridicule all the way, and came to the edge of the family, a shabby little house. From the degree of shabbyness, I am afraid that this little house can hardly shelter from the wind and rain, and even the sun is unwilling to stay here.

People outside probably couldn't understand that this was actually the place where the daughter of the Xiao clan leader lived.

When he came to the dilapidated hut, he saw all kinds of insulting words engraved on the broken door. Xiao Ying bit his lips tightly, and his heart ached.

Because of my former arrogance, these people tried to please me in every way. Now I have to use such harsh words and deeds to get back at them.

Xiao Ying raised his head, took a long breath, and then a warm smile appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the door handle. With a creak, he pushed the door open and walked in.

After a short period of adapting to the dimness in the hut, he saw a woman sleeping on the bed.

No, that shouldn't be called a bed. It was just a pile of straw piled on the ground, with several pieces of rags of different colors on it. She was covered with a tattered quilt with little cotton left, and even the pillow was just a stone brick with a few pieces of rags.

Although Xiao Ying had tried to reduce the sound of pushing the door as much as possible, the woman lying on the straw pile was still awakened. She slightly opened her sluggish eyes, slowly turned her head to look at Xiao Ying who was carefully closing the door, and called out weakly.

"Ying'er, you're back."

"Mother." Xiao Ying trembled slightly when she heard the call, slowly walked to the straw pile and squatted down, with a little apology in her eyes, "Sorry, I woke you up."

"It's okay."

The woman smiled weakly, supported the straw pile and wanted to get up, Xiao Ying quickly reached out and helped her up.

"Cough cough cough!"

The woman started coughing violently not long after she sat up, which made Xiao Ying look suddenly flustered, and he quickly reached out and gently patted the woman's back.

It seemed that Xiao Ying's behavior had an effect. The woman's coughing gradually stopped, and her face also eased slightly, but the weakness still remained on her face.

The woman turned her head slightly, and looked at Xiao Ying with turbid eyes, with a little hope in her eyes.

"Ying'er, how was the test?"

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The woman's question made Xiao Ying's expression suddenly stagnate, and then she immediately came back to her senses and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. The tester said that my fighting spirit has improved a little, and I will recover soon."

Although Xiao Ying tried her best to hide herself, how could the woman not see the loneliness and unwillingness in her eyes.

It's really hard for a child's little thoughts to escape the eyes of his parents.

A deep sense of guilt emerged in the woman's eyes.

"I'm sorry, Ying'er, it's all because of my incompetence."

"Mother, what are you talking about? This is Ying'er's own problem, and it has nothing to do with you." Xiao Ying comforted softly, and then stood up, "Wait a moment, I'll get you some water."

Xiao Ying turned and walked to the corner, carrying the only intact wooden barrel in the whole hut and left the house. At the moment when Xiao Ying closed the door, the woman clearly saw a glimmer of crystal on her side face.

This made the woman even more uncomfortable. Her dry hands tightly grasped the quilt, and her heart was full of self-blame.

Suddenly, the space in the hut twisted, and a person whose face was not clearly visible and who was wrapped in black air appeared here.

Seeing this person, the woman's face turned cold, and her weak face showed anger, staring at this person angrily.

"What are you doing here?"

The woman's tone was full of unkindness, and the black man slowly spoke after a long silence, his tone was low and mixed with overlapping sounds, making it impossible to hear the original voice.

"Just to confirm, you didn't tell her the truth?"

"Don't worry, I won't tell her a word."

The woman's answer was so resentful, but so powerless.

She and her daughter are still alive now, but it's just the charity of the black man in front of her. If he really wants to take the lives of her and her daughter, it's just a matter of moving his fingers.

At least for this point, she should be grateful to him. However, when she thought that it was him and the man behind him who harmed her daughter to such an extent, the woman couldn't feel a little grateful to him.

As for the woman's undisguised resentment, the black man pretended not to see it, stretched out his finger and lightly tapped, and some food suddenly appeared next to the thatched straw.

"Take it, just consider it as an insignificant apology."

After saying that, the black man disappeared into the house.

The woman looked at the food, her eyes filled with disgust.

But, there was nothing she could do.

She, and her daughter, were not even fighters.

So insignificant, what could they do in this family?

Being alive was a blessing.

The woman slowly closed her eyes and lay down slowly.

He closed his eyes and kept mumbling.

"Ying'er. I'm sorry for you, mother."

Xiao Ying carried the wooden bucket to a nearby well, placed the bucket on the edge of the well, raised her hand to gently wipe the dried tears from the corners of her eyes, and kept murmuring in her heart.

Don't cry. Xiao Ying was so arrogant before and looked down on anyone. What she is facing now is just repaying a debt.

At least for now, I still have my mother by my side, which is enough.

Xiao Ying breathed a sigh of relief, hung the bucket on the rope and lowered it into the well. Then he pulled the rope with great effort to winch the bucket up, untied the rope, and staggered towards the cabin at home carrying the bucket filled with clean water. go.

During this period, Xiao Ying deeply realized the lack of strength.

The well is only a thousand meters away from my home, but I can't even carry the bucket back home in one breath, and I have to stop several times in the process.

Even the children in the clan can easily walk this distance carrying a bucket with one hand.

"Yo yo yo~ Isn't this the proud daughter of heaven?"

Suddenly, when Xiao Ying was still a hundred meters away from returning home, a rather unpleasant voice came over. Xiao Ying frowned and turned around to see a girl with an arrogant look slowly walking towards her.

Xiao Ling, the granddaughter of the eldest elder of the Xiao clan, was always compared with Xiao Ying by others when Xiao Ying was still in decline, which made her very jealous of Xiao Ying.

Now that Xiao Ying has fallen into decline, Xiao Ling has become the well-deserved strongest of the younger generation. At only fifteen years old, he has reached the peak of Dou Wang, and is only one step away from breaking through to Dou Huang.

(This guy is here to cause trouble for me.)

Xiao Ying made this judgment in her heart, and then Xiao Ling's unpleasant voice came again.

"How did Xiao Ying, who used to be so aloof, end up in this situation now? As your former opponent, I really pity you~"

Xiao Ling mocked Xiao Ying in front of her wantonly, as if he wanted to take back all the humiliation he had received from her.

However, Xiao Ying has encountered cold ridicule from countless people in recent years. Although she felt a little uncomfortable with Xiao Ling's ridicule, she didn't take it seriously.

Anyway, I'm used to it.

Xiao Ying ignored Xiao Ling and struggled to carry the barrel and walked toward home step by step. When Xiao Ling saw Xiao Ying ignoring her, there was resentment in her eyes. She raised her steps and stepped aside to block her. In front of Xiao Ying.

"Hey, I'm talking to this loser like you, didn't you hear me?"

Facing Xiao Ling standing in front of her, Xiao Ying remained speechless and walked around her calmly carrying the barrel.

Although I am now in a state of decline, it is far from what I was before.

But if Xiao Ying was to bow to the girl in front of her, she would never do it.

Seeing Xiao Ying ignoring her for the second time, Xiao Ling's pretty face immediately became distorted. She raised her leg and kicked the barrel away from her hand before Xiao Ying could react. Xiao Ying wasted no time. The water that was almost delivered home after a lot of effort was scattered all over the place.

Xiao Ying was angry in her heart, staring at Xiao Ling's proud face, clenching her fists tightly.

But then, Xiao Ying forcibly endured it, turned around, picked up the bucket, and walked towards the well, obviously wanting to get another bucket of water.

Although Xiao Ying endured it, Xiao Ling couldn't bear it anymore.

Being ignored over and over again by a loser made her inner self-esteem unacceptable!

Just when Xiao Ying was about to pick up the barrel, a foot suddenly stretched out and stepped on the barrel, causing Xiao Ying to freeze suddenly.

Immediately, Xiao Ying raised her head, but before she could speak, a long sword suddenly appeared in Xiao Ling's hand, pointing at Xiao Ying from a distance, staring at her coldly.

"You loser, how dare you ignore me over and over again? With your current status, even if I kill you, no one will blame me!"

Although Xiao Ling said so, it was just a harsh word. She would never dare to kill Xiao Ying.

No matter how useless Xiao Ying is today, she is still the daughter of the clan leader. This is an indisputable fact. Although Xiao Wuyun usually hates Xiao Ying and allows others to ridicule Xiao Ying in every possible way, he is his biological father after all. Girl, if you really want to kill Xiao Ying, who knows if he will avenge his daughter.

Seeing Xiao Ling's angry expression in front of her, Xiao Ying felt deeply unwilling in her heart.

In the past, Xiao Ling didn't even dare to speak louder in front of him, but now he could abuse her face to face without any concealment.

As for what Xiao Ying was thinking, Xiao Ling completely ignored it and pointed the tip of the sword downward slightly.

"Kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize, otherwise I will crush this barrel."

Hearing Xiao Ling's words, Xiao Ying's shoulders trembled again.

Apart from her mother, she would never bow to anyone, including her father.

However, this wooden barrel is the only one in her home.

Although it is just a small wooden barrel, with her current status, everyone regards her as bad luck, and it is difficult to find another one.

Even if this time doesn't happen, if my mother needs water urgently one day in the future.

"Hurry up, I'm not a loser like you. I don't have so much time to waste with you."

Xiao Ling's proud voice urged, and the strength under her feet gradually increased.

Seeing this, Xiao Ying bit her lower lip so hard that it drew blood.

Finally, Xiao Ying slowly bent her knees.

Between self-esteem and her mother, Xiaoying chose the latter.

However, when Xiao Ling saw Xiao Ying kneeling down, the expression on her face was still not satisfied, and she tapped Xiao Ying's head with the long sword in her hand.

"What I'm saying is, kowtow and apologize. Don't try to fool me like this."

After Xiao Ying heard this, he clenched his fists tightly.

His body was slightly stooped, and his forehead hit the ground heavily under Xiao Ling's gaze.

At this moment, Xiao Ying seemed to hear the last bit of dignity in her heart shattered.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Xiao Ling felt extremely happy when she saw that the proud woman who was once compared to herself was now kowtowing to herself like a bereaved dog just to get back a wooden barrel.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ying, whose head hit the ground, suddenly heard a breaking sound, raised her head suddenly, and looked at the wood slag in front of her that was broken into several pieces in astonishment.

Xiao Ying's eyes were dull, and her heart felt extremely sad at this moment.

He abandoned everything, abandoned his last bit of self-esteem, and did as Xiao Ling asked.

But he couldn't even save a small wooden barrel.

The strong have no need to talk about credit for the weak.

The weak are not qualified to reason with the strong.

The weak eat the strong, this is the common sense that is deeply engraved in the hearts of everyone in the clan.

Xiao Ling raised the corner of his mouth, humiliatingly patted Xiao Ying's dull side face with his sword, grinning, that pretty face looked so vicious at this moment.

"Xiao Ying, I will improve your memory this time. If you dare to ignore my words next time, you will be more than just a wooden barrel."

After saying that, Xiao Ling put away the long sword and passed Xiao Ying with a smile.

Xiao Ying looked at the broken barrel on the ground, her body trembling with suppressed anger, and she stood up on the ground.

At this moment, she really wanted to rush forward and vent her anger.

But no.

The only person who can take care of my mother is myself.

Must be patient.

"Xiao Ling, I took note of it."

Looking at Xiao Ling's leaving figure, Xiao Ying's eyes revealed a bone-chilling resentment.

"Thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi."

"Don't bully, young people are poor."

Juvenile refers to boys and girls.

In addition, I originally planned to shout these words in front of Xiao Yan like the original one, but when I think about it carefully, the situation of Xiao Yan and Xiao Ying is so different. No matter how Xiao Yan is, at least he has the elders of his own clan to protect him. Well, Xiao Ying really doesn’t have anything. It seems too unscrupulous to yell in front of her face. Although I also admit that it does not look very passionate when written like this. Please forgive me.

Note: None of the characters in this play are fictional except for the last names.