Seeing this, Mrs. Qian, the midwife who delivered the baby in their family, quietly left without even taking the money.

This family has obviously given up on the life of the woman in labor. If Zhao Liping died in her hands, how would she have the face to do business in the village in the future?

Without money, her confused son and difficult daughter-in-law might kick her out.

Ugh……

Women, living in this world is difficult.

Take care of yourself and don’t be too sentimental. There is no shortage of good people in this world!

This was the only rule she had learned in this village.

The only thing she regretted in her life was that she let her son marry a girl from the village in order to save money and prevent more girls from suffering.

If I had spent some money to buy a girl at that time, and she had no relatives or friends here, would she have ignored her mother-in-law?

But it's too late!

Grandma Qian shook her head and moved towards home little by little with her crutches.

.

Perhaps because the body is in extreme pain, the six senses are extremely clear.

Zhao Liping was lying on the bed, with no one beside her. She was so close that she could only hear her own breathing.

Every word the person outside said entered his ears.

Beads of sweat rolled down my face and a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of my mouth.

She thought that if she went along with them, they would one day accept her and treat her like a family member.

So over the years, she never thought of running away, nor did she think of contacting her family, for fear that they would mistakenly think that she was unfaithful to them and shake their trust.

But in the end, after giving birth to children for them and working like a slave for them all my life, I got such a heartbreaking ending.

No, she can't just waste time, she needs help!

"Xiaoya..."

Xiao Ya has been guarding outside the yard, just because she is worried that if her mother needs help, she can be the first to help her mother.

"mom!"

Zhao Liping looked at Xiao Ya's dirty face, her mind full of mixed feelings.

She heard Mr. Wang coveting the two new girls.

This old man is already half buried in the earth, but he still has such a disgusting hobby. Isn’t he afraid of going to hell?

My mother-in-law and sister-in-law died of childbirth complications. They were grieving for a while when faced with such an outcome.

But it is not their death itself that is the cause of grief.

Especially the uncle and the old man, the first thing they thought about was - their wife is gone, what should they do when they think about that kind of thing in the future?

So he set his sights on himself.

At that time, she was also a beautiful girl. After giving birth to Xiaoya, her figure became even more curvy.

So they...

Although Wang Fugui did not oppose his father and brother outwardly, he felt his self-esteem was insulted in private and often beat her in the dead of night.

[If you hadn't been flirting around the yard all day, how could they have done anything to you? Slutty bitch...]

Later, she turned herself into this half-human, half-ghost appearance.

When the uncle and the old man saw her like this, they lost interest in her anymore.

However, as they saw the two daughters left by their eldest sister-in-law becoming more and more beautiful as they grew older, they actually had evil thoughts about the two children.

They took the initiative to propose separate rooms but not separate the family. Two grown men and two young girls living together, one could predict what would happen even with their toes.

Wang Fugui was also shocked at first, thinking that they were possessed by some evil creature, and tried to restore their sanity.

But it’s no use…

How can those methods of driving away demons drive away the evil in human nature?

They are already rotten to the core.

One day, Wang Fugui looked at their little girl and said casually, "Look at this girl. She looks just like you. She will be beautiful when she grows up."

Maybe it was unintentional, but she took these words to heart.

From then on, Xiao Ya was not allowed to have enough food to eat, was made to sleep in a smelly pigsty, and was tried to make her as disgusting as possible, so that the demons' eyes would no longer linger on Xiao Ya.

She took the initiative to buy two cute little girls just for this reason.

Although doing so would go against her conscience, her ability was limited and she could only protect her daughter.

If there is a chance...

She probably didn't stand a chance.

Zhao Liping breathed weakly: "Little girl, didn't you say you wanted to learn calligraphy? Now mom will teach you."

Want to learn Chinese characters?

Xiao Ya was a little surprised that her mother actually agreed to let her learn to write. What surprised her even more was that her mother would teach her at this time?

"Mom, I really want to learn how to write, but now I need to rest..."

She licked her lips and said, "Mom, are you hungry? I'll go ask the neighbors for some food."

"stop!"

Zhao Liping scolded with her last words: "You have grown so powerful now that you don't even listen to your mother?"

The little girl stood there at a loss.

Looking at my mother's weak face, I carefully moved to the bedside.

I was afraid that my movements would be too big and make my mother unhappy.

"Mom, I'm not going anywhere."

Zhao Liping looked at her and sighed deeply. She had been bullied all her life just because she was kind. Why did her daughter seem to be even more soft-hearted than her?

"The third brick from the bottom up on the side near the window is movable. Help mom get it over here."

The little girl did as she was told, and found clean paper inside that could be used for writing.

She took it to the bedside, and Zhao Liping asked her, "Can I teach Xiaoya to write her own name?"

Xiao Ya shook her head.

Zhao Liping was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"I want to learn 'Mom' first."

Xiao Ya's eyes were bright and full of anticipation.

Zhao Liping opened her mouth and found her voice after a while: "Okay, mom will teach you how to write..."

With her bloodstained fingers, she taught Xiaoya many words, "Mom", "Xiaoya", "Zhao Liping"...

Soon there was only a clean sheet of paper.

Zhao Liping felt that her lower body had become numb and no longer had the warmth it had at the beginning.

I know my blood is running out.

Because of low blood pressure, she felt dizzy and could not see Xiaoya's face clearly.

She stretched out her hand to her daughter. The little girl seemed to understand something. She moved her face closer and her tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Mother……"

"Little girl, don't cry."

She wiped away the tears on her daughter's face and said, "Mom is gone now. You must be strong, don't trust anyone, don't eat the food given by uncle and grandfather, and ask the neighbors for food when you are hungry, okay?"

"it is good."

“When you grow up, try to get out and don’t come back.”

Xiao Ya didn't understand why her mother said that, but she nodded anyway.

"Oh, and your brother..."

Xiao Ya quickly promised.

"No, leave him alone."

Zhao Liping looked at her seriously and said, "Don't worry about anyone else's life or death. Fill your stomach first, okay? Don't always think about others. Be a little more selfish, okay?"

The little girl nodded heavily.

Zhao Liping felt that she was really dying, so she used the last piece of clean paper, dipped it in hot blood and wrote on it.

"Remember, give this to someone you see outside the village."

"it is good."

"besides……"

Zhao Liping stroked Xiaoya's thin cheek carefully: "Mom loves Xiaoya, very much..."

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