"Xiao Ruo, what's wrong?"
Liang Xiaorao, who was sobbing her heart out on the bed, lifted her head and saw Luo Ye, choking back tears she said: "Luoluo, the family I helped, they adopted a young girl, around fifteen or sixteen, she doesn't do any chores, and she even flaunted her new clothes to me. I couldn't stand it and said a few words, and she complained to the leadership, wuwu..."
"Ah!" Luo Ye sighed and gently patted Liang Xiaorao's head. "Did the chief instructor say he was going to punish you?"
"The chief instructor sent Instructor Liang to take my place, and he didn't scold me, just told me to rest in the dorm. But the more I think about it, the more I feel wronged." Liang Xiaorao rolled up her sleeve: "Look at my arm, it's swollen like a purple bun. Why are these civilians so unreasonable? Are their children the only ones that matter, and we're not human?"
Luo Ye reflexively touched her own arm, "Did the head of the household scold you?"
