Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All

Chapter 277: Chapter 277 Hate

With hands on hips, Mo Yan paced back and forth in front of Feng Yi, her brows furrowed confrontationally, ”You should know that the only reason we even had the chance to take part in the written exam and interview at that factory was all thanks to your Mother Qi.”

”Of course, if it weren’t for Sister Kang Li, your Mother Qi might not have been willing to help us. And now, because of some ’brotherhood loyalty,’ you’re about to give up the job opportunity that fell into our laps. Who are you being fair to, huh?!”

Feng Yi said, aggrieved, ”You’re using foul language.”

”So what if I did? What are you going to do about it?”

Mo Yan rolled her eyes, her face grave, ”If one of us starts working, at least we would have an income and not have to go to bed hungry every day. But if you give up this job opportunity,

”then I reckon we’ll really have no way of staying in the city. We’ll have to take our bedding rolls and run off to the countryside to join a work team, and then toil away day after day, with our faces toward the dirt and our backs to the sky, just to earn our food. Think about it, you’re not unfamiliar with fieldwork!”

He had undergone reform through labor on a farm, and he certainly didn’t believe she had no profound feelings about clutching farm tools and scrabbling for food in the dirt.

Feng Yi shivered abruptly.

When it came to laboring in the fields... he had too much experience! His thoughts involuntarily drifting back to the days he was detained on the reform farm, Feng Yi’s expression slowly grew pained. Noticing that something was off with him, a startled Mo Yan hurriedly approached, ”What’s wrong? What’s happening to you?”

Crouching on the ground, Feng Yi hugged his knees, his forehead slick with cold sweat, his mouth trembling, his complexion pale. In that moment, he could not stop shivering all over.

”Feng Yi! Feng Yi! What are you thinking about? Snap out of it, quick!” Worried that something serious might happen to him, Mo Yan yanked him up from the ground, grabbed his shoulders, and shook him hard while continuously calling his name.

After a while, Feng Yi slowly came back to his senses, ”Brother Yan...”

His voice trembling, he grabbed Mo Yan’s hand, his eyes red as he shook his head and said with a choked voice, ”Brother Yan, I didn’t hurt anyone, I didn’t, I don’t know that person, I really didn’t do it... But my mom said I did, and when the police came to my house to arrest someone, she said it was me who hurt the person...

”The food at the farm was so scarce and bad, and I had to work every day. I was so tired, I felt like I would die there. But I wanted to get out, wanted to live, to walk out of the farm...”

Tears streamed down his face, unbeknownst to Feng Yi, his pain turning into anger and sorrow, ”I was taken home by my dad’s driver, but not a single person in that home welcomed me. They all sat in the living room, looking at me as if I were a stranger.

”My mom cursed at me, asking why I didn’t die out there. She drove me away. My dad didn’t say a word, and my brothers... those I’d called ’brother’ all these years, my stepbrothers... they just sat there and watched coldly... Brother Yan, I hate them!

”I hate my mom. Why did she have to give birth to me? If she didn’t like me, why did she bring me into this world? I might have a mother, but from childhood to adulthood, I never felt a hint of warmth from her. Apart from scolding me, she just ignored me; she didn’t like me, her own son, one bit!”

Having vented all the words that had been suppressed in his heart, Feng Yi felt much more relieved. He wiped away the tears on his face, took two steps back, and said to Mo Yan, ”I’ll listen to you, Brother Yan. I’ll go to work. That way, we won’t have to go hungry every day.”

Patted Feng Yi’s shoulder, Mo Yan sighed silently and said with a smile, ”That’s more like it!”

He had never imagined Feng Yi had such a life experience, had never thought that a mother would give false evidence and send her own son off to be reformed, and upon his return home after completing his reform, ask him why he didn’t die out there. Was she really his mother, not his stepmother?