Chapter 35 Schadenfreude
When they returned to Lu's house, there were only a few scattered servants in the house.

Qin Wu walked to the place where the servants were eating. There was not much food in the pot, and the rice stuck to the bottom of the pot, one layer at a time.

She frowned, walked to the pot without hesitation, took her own bowl, and filled half a bowl of rice.

There is no order.

Qin Wu took out the noodle sauce and spread a layer on the rice.

Barely looks a little bit of color, not a piece of white.

Can have a little appetite.

Aunt Li walked into the kitchen, glanced at her, and laughed mockingly.

While washing the pot, he whispered sarcasm, "You really are a poor man, you have to come back to eat all the meals, you really think you are a part of the Lu family! Poor man!"

Qin Wu ignored it and let Aunt Li talk.

She didn't even give Aunt Li a look.

Aunt Li scolded for a while, her throat began to feel uncomfortable, and then she stopped her scolding.

Glaring at Qin Wu, he put the bowls and chopsticks into the special place, walked in front of Qin Wu, stopped, and ordered angrily, "You, wash the dishes by then! Slacker!"

Qin Wu snorted, without showing any expression, and didn't even look at Aunt Li.

Aunt Li grabbed Qin Wu's hair, pulled it, and forced Qin Wu to look at herself: "I'm asking you something! Did you hear that?!"

The scalp tingled for a while, as if about to be pulled off, Qin Wu fumbled to put down the bowl, his fingernails ruthlessly grabbed at the hand that was pulling his hair, and ruthlessly scratched across Aunt Li's skin.

Aunt Li screamed uncontrollably, and let go of her hands reflexively.

Bloodstains were left on the dark and aging skin.

There was no timidity in Qin Wu's eyes, and he looked straight at Aunt Li with his cold eyes.

It seemed as if she had seen through everything, watching her act like a clown, lifting a rock and shooting herself in the foot, clumsily performing.

Aunt Li trembled, staring at Qin Wu with cloudy eyes, threatening: "Qin Wu, don't deceive people too much, otherwise, I will let you not even know how to leave the Lu family!"

Qin Wu touched his fingernails, took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket, wiped his slender fingers, and carefully wiped the crevices of the nails.

Inside is the flesh and blood of Aunt Li's arm and old hand.

Not a word was spoken.

Aunt Li stared at her bitterly, pressed her arm, and walked out cursing.

Qin Wu raised her eyes, her eyes fell on the bowl, her eyes dimmed, she got up, there was still some rice in it, she dumped it in the leftover bucket, washed the bowl, put it in her exclusive place, and then left.

In the hall, there was no one.

Qin Wu lowered his eyelids, and Aunt Li's voice of pain could be heard from time to time in his ears.

and curse her voice.

Qin Wu didn't have any expression on his face, he glanced indifferently at the direction where Aunt Li's voice came from, and turned his head to leave the Lu's house.

People without culture are really scary.

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Qin Wu stepped into the classroom. When the students saw her eyes, they were surprised at first, and then lowered their heads with strange expressions.

Schadenfreude, sympathy...

Qin Wu didn't think about it, walked to his seat, looked at everyone calmly, and said a few words lightly: "Who did it?"

A pair of good-looking eyes narrowed, trying to see some flaws in his expression.

No one said anything, and even looked away.

Qin Wu pursed her lips, knowing that there was nothing to ask, and the teacher might not care about her, so she simply stopped asking.

Put the trash can next to it, on the table, and the bench is full of red ink, which is a bit ridiculous.

On the table, there are still a few large characters drawn
- mental illness
——si
(End of this chapter)

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