Chapter 2 — From Stepmother to CEO Selling Apples

Hmm, don't think praising your mother means she won't "abuse" us anymore. That's... impossible! I was thinking about how to "torture" Ngo Linh in a reasonable way, when the opportunity suddenly presented itself. Ngo Minh hurriedly ran back: "Mom, Ngo Linh caused trouble at school, the teacher called you to come over." Feeling sad because he has no reason to act, he finds himself in a trap! Arriving at school, the teacher was asking the "little king" about what happened. I looked over and saw Ngo Linh's face bruised, some blue, some red, and her nose was still bleeding. What a cowardly kid, being beaten so miserably like this. I pulled Ngo Linh aside and asked: "Why did you get beaten up like this?" “Why did he hit me?” Ngo Linh bowed her head, afraid to speak. I sighed, feeling both anger and regret. I walked up to the "little tyrant" and gently said: "Classmate, I am Ngo Linh's stepmother. I also often beat him." “Can you tell me why you hit him?” “When I get home, I will punish him by kneeling until morning.” "Little tyrant" heard that and was delighted, grinning: "I want to buy equipment in the game but have no money." “I wanted to ask Truong Le Le for 200 yuan but she refused to give it.” "When I was beating Truong Le Le behind the teaching building, Ngo Linh saw it and rushed to stop her." "So I beat Ngo Linh. Who told her to worry about money?" I patiently led and continued asking: "How many times have you asked Truong Le Le for money?" “How much is the total?” He said smugly: "It's probably about 500 yuan combined." I smiled and nodded, then turned to the teacher and said: "Teacher, this boy's behavior is blackmailing and bullying his classmates." “I suggest reporting to the police so that the police can handle it.” Leaving the school gate, Ngo Linh's expression was somewhat complicated. “Ngo Linh.” Someone called her from behind. Truong Le Le ran over and gratefully said: "The other friends didn't dare, only you dared to stand up and help me. Thank you very much!" Ngo Linh smiled brightly: "The little tyrant often does bad things, sooner or later someone will have to teach him." “It's good now, he won't dare to bully you anymore.” Truong Le Le's tears fell. The little girl held Ngo Linh's hand tightly, chokingly said: "Thank you, Ngo Linh." After Truong Le Le left, Ngo Linh looked up at me: "Mom... I also want to thank you." That word "mother" made my heart tremble slightly. I laughed: "Don't think that after thanking you, you'll be forgiven." At the hundredth ancient poem, Ngo Linh cried: "Is this my punishment?" “That's right!” "Do you think it's too little? Do you want me to add more?" Ngo Linh shook her head like a drum. Ngo Minh finished peeling an apple and gently handed it to me. I glanced at Ngo Minh: "Go, fill the jar with water for mom." Then turned to Ngo Linh, her eyes still filled with tears: "Mom is hungry, quickly go cook." The two sisters were rotated around by me, feeling angry but not daring to protest. Being an evil stepmother… feels really good! Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, the storm came again. The next day. I had just returned from working in the fields and was on my way past the pond when I heard the children shouting loudly: "Someone's not done! Hurry up and save someone!" “Someone fell into the water!” I immediately ran to the edge of the pond. On the shore stood three children, one of them was crying and shouting: "Auntie! Quickly save Mr. Ngo Minh!" “Mr. Ngo Minh is about to die drowned..." Sure enough, a human head appeared on the surface of the water, both hands still struggling. Obviously he didn't know how to swim. The boy struggled a few times and then sank completely. Without thinking, I jumped into the pond with a "bang" sound. I swam to Ngo Minh's back, one hand slid under his armpit, my hand lifted his chin, trying my best to rise to the surface, and finally pulled him to the surface. It took all my strength to pull Ngo Minh up. The boy lay on the ground, his eyes closed, his lips were pale, his breathing was weak. I quickly performed CPR, "Ngo Minh, wake up quickly." “I can't die!” “If your child dies, what will I say to your father?” At that moment, I was really scared. Afraid the boy would die right in front of me. My tears were like drops of broken pearls, falling all over his face. A few minutes later, Ngo Minh finally reacted. It slowly opened its eyes, its mouth spit out a few mouthfuls of water. “You rotten boy, you scared me to death!” “I thought you were really gone!” I laughed and lightly hit him. “Mom, you're crying.” Ngo Minh looked at me intently. I quickly turned my head away, avoiding his eyes: "Mom, I'm not crying, it's pond water!" Even if I die, I won't admit that I'm crying. “Mom, can you teach me to swim?” Ngo Minh said softly. I teased him: "Teaching is okay, but mom has to collect the tuition." Ngo Minh seriously replied: "I'll give all my lucky money to mom, okay?" I smiled: "That's still acceptable." Under Ngo Minh's persistent insistence, I started teaching the boy how to swim. Find a place in shallow water, I teach him to practice exhaling and holding his breath, then start swimming by holding the buoy. With gradual practice, it can swim without a float. Looking at the boy swimming around like a fish in the water, the children in the village looked on with envy. “Ngo Minh, your mother is really powerful!” Ngo Minh arrogantly replied: "Of course, my mother knows everything, she is the best!" One day, Ngo Linh came home from school. I was just about to open my bag to look at her homework, to find an excuse to punish her, but Ngo Linh quickly hugged her bag tightly, not letting me touch it. “Mom, you can't look at my bag.” "There's nothing in the bag..." Ngo Linh panicked and stuttered. Is there a secret in the briefcase? The more he doesn't let me see it, the more I have to see it! I grabbed my bag, rummaged inside, pulled out a bunch of... snacks! I pointed at the pile of food and asked loudly: "Where do these things come from?" Ngo Linh bowed her head, not daring to speak. I picked up the broom handle and intentionally threatened: "Don't say anything, I'll break your leg now!" Ngo Linh was scared, her eyes glittered as if she was about to cry: "I said... I said..." "It's... it's Mr. Luu in the village who gave it to me." I frowned in confusion: "What did he give me so much food for?" Ngo Linh blushed and mumbled: "He said... just let me hug him and touch him a little..." I immediately got angry: "What else did he do to me?!" Ngo Linh mumbled: "He... even kissed my face..." "Mr. Luu told me not to tell anyone. Later... he will give you a lot, a lot of money..." "..." I couldn't bear it anymore. Grabbing a big and long wooden stick, I rushed towards old man Luu's house like a hurricane. (3) As soon as I reached his door, I yelled and cursed loudly: "Old Luu, get out here!" “That old thing has no shame, half of his body is already in the ground and he still dares to play tricks on me my daughter!” “Aren't you afraid of being hit by heaven?!” Old Luu came out of the house, pointed at me and scolded: "This crazy woman, who are you cursing?!" I shouted loudly: "Curse you, you sick old goat!" “For people like you, even children won't be spared!” “You are truly an animal, not as good as a pig or a dog!” The old man looked calm and tried to defend himself: "You rotten woman, I don't know what you are talking about." I glared at him, my eyes sharp as knives: "You don't accept, right?" “Then I'll call the police to see how you explain to the police.” “Let's see how long you can deny it!”