Chapter 1017: True Name
"Start a school ourselves..."
"Then no one will ever be able to throw Eleven out again," Hesta said. "I'd like to see what tricks she can pull right under my nose."
After a brief moment of astonishment, everyone burst out laughing. Eleven heard Hesta mention her name and noticed several people glance her way, so she immediately shouted, "You're talking bad about me again!"
Kiki understood what Hesta meant. She hugged the bristling Eleven from behind and smilingly explained it to her.
Just as everyone was about to go inside, they suddenly heard the shrieks of a piglet. At first, they thought someone nearby was slaughtering a pig, but then the voice began begging for mercy, and they realized it was a child being beaten.
A girl in shorts and a tank top fled toward Hesta and the others from the side of the main house. Behind her, a burly middle-aged woman was swinging a worn-out broom with all her might.
Though both of them spoke in dialect, the situation before them needed no explanation.
"Help me!" The girl ducked behind Hesta and tightly clutched the hem of her shirt with both hands.
When the woman holding the broom saw Hesta's group, half of her anger immediately subsided. She slammed the broom against the ground and sternly ordered the girl to come out from behind them.
"Come home with me!"
"No, unless you promise not to hit me..."
"You ran all the way here to disgrace me? See if I don't beat you to death—!"
"If you're going to beat me to death, then I'm not going home with you!"
"Helieta!"
The girl shuddered. Strangely, at that moment, she felt the big sister she was clinging to tremble as well.
Lairin hurried forward to ask what