My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

Chapter 144 Unfortunate people spend their entire lives healing their unhappy childhoods

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the whole family went out to visit the temple fair.

The temple fair was packed with people. Big red lanterns were hung high, and the yellow ears of corn underneath swayed gracefully in the breeze.

Looking around, there were crowds of people everywhere, and the whole place was filled with laughter.

Street performers performed traditional cultural programs, including lion dances, juggling skills and folk music.

Small vendors selling New Year goods and handicrafts were weaving among the crowd, some selling lanterns, some selling colorful windmills, and some selling various decorations and toys. The best-selling items were the plastic mask of Sun Wukong and the Ruyi Jingu Bang.

Almost every little boy had one.

Parents are particularly generous during the Chinese New Year and buy their children their favorite toys and snacks.

The sugar painting stall was surrounded by many children, staring at a big sister spinning the turntable.

The pointer stopped on the butterfly pattern.

"Oh, it's not a dragon."

Wen Jing pouted, holding a string of candied haws in her left hand and four or five strings of sugar paintings with different patterns in her right hand.

Wenjuan and the other two who were following behind also had sugar paintings in their hands.

Wen Jing was a little depressed. She had turned seven or eight times but didn't see a dragon. All she saw were those little sugar paintings.

The stall owner was very quick and finished a butterfly sugar painting in just a few minutes and handed it to her.

Wen Jing took it, and the dissatisfaction in her eyes became even stronger.

No, we have to turn out a dragon today.

He took out the money generously and said, "More!" and moved the pointer with his finger.

I saw the pointer spinning rapidly, and soon it slowed down.

Wen Jing stared with wide eyes, watching the end of the pointer slowly point to the dragon pattern.

Wen Jing was overjoyed and was about to shout out when she saw the pointer move slightly and then stay steadily on the peach pattern.

Wen Jing was about to cry, and said aggrievedly: "Why is it Taozi again..."

Seeing her feeling very aggrieved, the stall owner remembered that his own daughter was also like this, so he immediately coaxed her, "It's a dragon. The wind just blew. I'll draw a dragon for you."

Wen Jing was startled for a moment, then smiled happily.

The children who were watching the fun were not happy, "You are cheating, there is no wind, it's just peaches."

"Yes, it's Peach!"

Wen Jing's face darkened. Before she could say anything, Xu Ye said with a fierce look, "The stall owner said it was a dragon. Go away and play somewhere else."

The group of children were so frightened that they shut up, but they didn't leave. They continued to stare at the stall owner drawing sugar paintings.

The stall owner was very skillful. He used a special copper spoon to scoop a small spoonful from the hot syrup pot and poured the syrup onto the white canvas, forming small, lively snakes.

Then he quickly smeared the syrup on it with a copper spatula, and the thin snake became a fat snake.

He scooped another spoonful of syrup, raised it slightly and poured it, and the syrup fell on the fat snake. He shook his arms, and a dragon head, dragon whiskers, mane, scales, and dragon claws were formed in one go. The fat snake transformed into a mighty and domineering dragon.

Finally, the stall owner used the handle of the copper shovel to poke an eye on the dragon's head, took a bamboo stick dipped in syrup and put it on the entire dragon's body. Finally, he carefully moved the entire dragon with the copper shovel, let it dry for a while, then picked up the whole dragon and handed it to Wen Jing.

A particularly large dragon, even bigger than Wenjing’s head.

Wen Jing was very excited and thanked him repeatedly.

She finally had a dragon of her own.

She didn't eat it either, mainly because she couldn't bear to eat it. She just held it in her hand and continued to walk around the temple fair. The children passing by saw the large bunch of sugar paintings in her hand, and they were so envious.

He kept clamoring for his parents to buy him sugar paintings.

Wen Jing was particularly happy. She couldn't describe how comfortable she felt. She ran to the next snack stand with the sugar painting in her hand to buy some. As an adult, she stood out among the group of children.

Wen Juan took a sip of the sugar painting, and the sweetness made her squint her eyes. "So this is what sugar painting tastes like. It's delicious."

Wang Lele didn’t understand why his evil stepmother was so happy just because she got a sugar painting.

This sugar painting tastes bitterly sweet and is not that delicious.

He didn't dare to say anything and just followed behind with his head down.

Lin Zhen felt a little emotional.

Unfortunate people spend their entire lives healing from their unhappy childhood.

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The family spent two days in Yongchang City without any worries.

At seven o'clock in the morning on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Fang Yanxin, dressed in a slim-fitting youth outfit, looked much calmer. He stood in front of the Wen family's door, hesitating whether to knock.

One reason was that it was too early, and the other was that I felt a little guilty.

At least I tricked her.

After waiting for a while, it was half past seven and Fang Yanxin raised his hand and was about to knock on the door.

A voice sounded behind him, "Stop knocking, my sister and An An are still sleeping, don't wake them up."

Fang Yanxin turned around and saw Wen Jing in casual clothes with a towel around her neck. She was sweating profusely, her face was a little flushed, and she was breathing slightly.

Wang Lele behind him looked like he was about to run out of breath, with his back hunched and his hands on his knees, gasping for breath. Xu Ye was still running half to death in the distance, and was running towards him with his hands and feet flying.

This was the first time Fang Yanxin saw Wen Jing just finished exercising.

The last time she came back it was around eight o'clock, Wen Jing's face wasn't red and she wasn't out of breath, it was simply believed that she was just going to the early market.

"Uh... do you get up so early every day to exercise?"

Wen Jing took the key and opened the door. "I have to get up at six o'clock every day to exercise, so seven o'clock is just right for going to school."

Fang Yanxin was stunned for a moment, feeling somewhat happy in her heart.

Wen Jing was also willing to explain that she was not angry.

He followed her into the house happily.

Wen Jing took the thermos and poured half a cup of water into it, then added half a cup of boiled water that had been set aside to cool.

The slightly rude Gulu took a few big gulps, not at all shying away from the fact that there was a handsome guy watching him.

"What do you want to see me for today?"

Fang Yanxin didn't care about her rude image. She looked a little nervous and expectant. "My grandfather wants to meet you and invite you to the Fang family as a guest."

"I just don't know...whether you're willing to go."

Wen Jing didn't answer. She put the enamel cup down, took two cups and placed them in place, poured two cups of boiling water, and still mixed some boiled water in them.

Fang Yanxin thought it was poured for him and was about to reach out to take it, but Wen Jing walked to the empty seat on the sofa with empty hands and sat down, wiping her face with the towel around her neck.

Fang Yanxin withdrew his hand somewhat awkwardly and wanted to put it in his pocket, but he forgot that the pocket of the youth suit he was wearing was at the top, so he put his hand in his trouser pocket instead.

I felt a little disappointed in my heart. If no one offered me the water, then it wasn't poured for him.

Lin Zhen saw it and smiled silently.

Wen Jing didn't see this scene, and wiped the sweat off her face, "Are your uncles who run the garment factory here?"

Fang Yanxin hummed and changed the way he said it, "It was because they were here that I came to look for you."

Wen Jing rolled up the towel in her hand and planned to go to the bathroom to wash it. She glanced at him and realized that he was dressed quite formally.

"Okay, I'll go over there. Does your family have big rules? Is there a dress code?"