Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

Qi Yang grasped Qi Jing's trembling hand, "Alright, stop crying. It's not a big deal. Calm down for a while."

Qi Jing was taken aback, her red, tearful eyes looking at her younger sister. There was no panic in her dark eyes, but rather a reassuring calmness.

Qi Jing's mind was in turmoil, and she couldn't quite figure out what Qi Yang meant, but she had gradually stopped crying.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Qi Rongguang slammed his hand on the table in anger and cursed, "Ungrateful wretches! I think they're all ungrateful wretches. It's like raising them all these years was a waste of time."

Dong Yuehua quickly went over to comfort him, whispering, "Alright, you should say less. Getting married is no small matter, and it's normal for the child to have trouble accepting it right away. Let her calm down."

Although Dong Yuehua felt sorry for her daughter, she had always been obedient to her husband, and was caught in the middle and in a dilemma when trouble came.

Qi Yang raised her hand and gently patted Qi Jing's shoulder. "Don't cry, your eyes are all swollen. Go back to your room and sit down, and rest for a while."

Qi Jing was completely disoriented at this moment, following Qi Yang as if she had grasped at the last straw.

She nodded blankly and was led into the house by Qi Yang.

Qi Rongguang was still furious. "Look at her! Who's she trying to fool with that miserable face?"

"Say less," Qi Yang said, lowering the curtain to block the view. Then she turned and glared at Qi Rongguang. "At least let my sister catch her breath."

Not only is the eldest daughter disobedient, but the second daughter has also been acting like a troublemaker lately. Qi Rongguang took a deep breath and said angrily, "I think no one in this family respects me now."

Dong Yuehua sighed, looked at Qi Yang's calm face, and waved her hand, "Yangyang, you should also try to persuade your sister."

Qi Yang, with a cold face, still hummed in agreement.

She was considering her options. She knew that confronting him head-on would only escalate the conflict, and Qi Rongguang would become even more aggressive, making Qi Jing's situation even more difficult.

Qi Jing didn't want to come out for dinner either.

Qi Rongguang's face remained gloomy. He forbade Dong Yuehua from leaving food for Qi Jing, saying it would be better if she just starved to death.

Dong Yuehua still couldn't bear it, so she secretly left a bowl of rice for Qi Jing. During the break between meals, she stuffed the rice into Qi Yang's hands and instructed her wearily, "Your sister is stubborn. She hasn't eaten all day. Go and take it to her. Don't let her get upset about her health."

Qi Yang took the food and looked at Dong Yuehua's tired face.

Dong Yuehua didn't actually think this marriage was a good thing; she just believed that this was the only way a woman could live her life, and there was no other path to choose from.

She didn't speak, just nodded silently, picked up the warm rice bowl, and went inside.

The room was dark, with only a faint ray of light filtering in from the window, instantly creating a somber atmosphere.

Qi Jing curled up on the edge of the bed, looking listless and without any energy.

Hearing the noise, Qi Jing did not look up.

Qi Yang sighed inwardly, picked up her rice bowl, and walked over, saying in a low voice, "Sister, have something to eat."

Qi Jing looked up, the light illuminating her pale, haggard face. Her eyes were frighteningly red and swollen. She turned her face away again, her voice hoarse, and said, "I have no appetite."

Qi Yang didn't say a word, but squatted down in front of her, speaking gently, "Eat quickly."

"You'll have the energy to run if you eat your fill."

Qi Jing froze, turned her head abruptly, and asked in a trembling voice, "...What do you mean?"

Qi Yang remained calm. "I've carefully calculated the money we've saved over this period of time. It's enough for you to leave here and settle down somewhere far away."

Qi Jing was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at her younger sister, and asked anxiously, "And what about you?"

She wanted to escape too, but she didn't want to be so selfish. If she left, Qi Yang would continue to stay here.

Qi Rongguang will definitely be even more harsh on the other two girls at that time.

Qi Yang pursed her lips gently and said calmly, "I'm different. I'm not engaged right now, so my parents won't do anything to me... And An'an, you don't need to worry about her either. She's still young and it's impossible for her to get married now. Right now, you're the one in the most passive position."

Qi Jing remained silent, her heart filled with a mixture of emotion and trepidation.

The room was completely silent, with only the soft breathing of the two people remaining.

Right there, Qi Rongguang's voice pierced through the thin curtain.

"We treat them well, but when it really matters, they all turn against me. They're all treacherous and ungrateful..."

The insults continued unabated. Hearing Qi Rongguang's harsh rebukes, the last trace of hesitation in Qi Jing's heart completely vanished.

Through her teary eyes, she met Qi Yang's gaze, and after a long while, she gently nodded.

...

As dawn broke, Qi Yang woke up early.

The air in the courtyard still carried a somewhat oppressive feel.

Qi An rubbed her sleepy eyes and ran out of the inner room. Qi Yang raised her hand and gently rubbed her head, lowering her voice to instruct, "An'an, after you finish breakfast, be a good girl and go to school. Don't mention a word about what happened at home today, especially about your eldest sister. Don't tell anyone who asks, understand?"

Qi An was young and looked at her older sister's gentle eyes with a blank expression.

She always listened to Qi Yang the most, so she nodded her little head vigorously and obediently replied, "Yes, I know!"

Breakfast was simple and rough, a bowl of thin porridge with pickled vegetables, and the atmosphere at the table was even more oppressive.

Dong Yuehua was still worried about her eldest daughter, who was locked in the room. After hesitating for a long time, she put down her chopsticks and said, "I'll go call Jingjing to eat. If she keeps locking herself up like this, her body won't be able to take it. She'll either starve or get sick from being cooped up."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Qi Rongguang suddenly tapped the rim of his bowl twice with his chopsticks, his face turning ashen, and said, "You're not allowed to go. I'd like to see who dares to go and call her."

Dong Yuehua hesitated, then whispered, "How can you not eat? The child will starve..."

"It would be best if they starved to death!"

Qi Rongguang suddenly raised his voice, clearly intending to say this to Qi Jing inside the room: "Let's see how long she can be so stubborn. Once she grows up and her wings harden, let her starve for a couple of days and she'll know what hard times and good times are."

Dong Yuehua was so enraged by his shout that she dared not utter another sound. Her lips moved, but she swallowed her words back.

Qi Yang suddenly spoke up: "Mom, don't go and call her."

"My sister cried until most of last night and didn't sleep well at all. She's feeling really upset right now. Let her be alone and calm down. Maybe she'll figure things out on her own once she's calmed down."

Dong Yuehua sighed helplessly, realizing that what she said made sense. At this moment, Qi Jing was full of resentment towards her own mother. She gave up the idea of ​​calling for help.

Breakfast was a dull and depressing experience.

After a quick meal, Qi Rongguang was seething with anger. He couldn't stand staying at home and his gambling addiction was getting the better of him, so he decided to go out and find someone to play cards with to kill time.

As soon as he left, the tense atmosphere at home instantly eased considerably.

The two children had already left for school, and the courtyard instantly became quiet.