"I understand my mother. Maybe she said you wouldn't feel the same way. Why don't you look at it from my perspective?"

If she had some resentment before, then after knowing her mother's efforts, she realized that she had misunderstood.

She is not penniless. She is not abandoned by the whole world. She is not a poor little thing. She is her mother's daughter.

""Okay." The host was stunned and kept thinking about Mo Yu.

Mo Yu was actually the kind of girl who looked very well-behaved. It was just that she had put on a lot of makeup to protect herself, and she looked like a bad girl.

But now that she appeared in front of everyone in a clean and refreshing manner, they found that this girl was very cute.

At the same time, the slander in the original plot was all the disgusting methods of that family.

The original owner wanted to help, but the girl who was subjected to cyberbullying no longer believed anyone except the director.

"I was only nine years old at the time, and my mother was not like this at all in my memory."

She looked at Mo Yan beside her. At this time, Mo Yan looked full of aura and confident. She was the queen of the audience.

The host was shocked, what does this mean and what else is wrong?

"Let me show you a photo. It is a photo that I have wanted to destroy countless times but couldn't bear to.

I don't want to see it but I touch it again and again."

She took out her wallet and took out a photo from a long time ago from behind her ID photo.

The host took a breath of cold air. No way, how could the old lady in the photo who looked sallow and malnourished be the Queen Mo Yan.

Even when looking at the camera, there was no light in her eyes, and she was timid and unpresentable.

How could such a woman be Mo Yan?

"Look at this person who wears a plaid shirt and looks awkward when taking pictures. It’s me."

On the contrary, Mo Yan admitted directly with a faint smile on her lips.

"How is that possible?"The host couldn't believe it.

"This is my mother. In my memory, she knows how to cook and sweep the floor every day, nagging me to study quickly.

Otherwise, I would be scolded by my grandparents, and if the cooking didn’t taste good, I would rush straight to the kitchen.

She has no status at all in our family. She must keep accounts every day when buying food and cooking.

Then my grandma would be like the empress dowager, wearing reading glasses and comparing them one by one. If I think I spent an extra dollar, I will yell.

It's my mother's fault that my grades are bad.

The water dispenser at home is broken. It's my mother's fault.

Even if their presbyopia is severe, it's my mother's fault.

The living expenses of 20 per day are not worth a penny more. I have to make five dishes and one soup.

There should be no dust on the floor at home, not even a hair.

My dad’s salary has to go to my grandma, and my mom doesn’t get a penny.

If she is sick, my mother can only drink ginger soup, and only one bowl, because buying ginger also costs money."

After she started talking about it, she realized that she thought she had forgotten many things, but in fact she had not.

She actually remembered everything, including how much her mother had suffered and how many crimes she had endured for her.

Netizen: [What the hell? I have to keep accounts and reconcile accounts. Is this my daughter-in-law? 】

Netizen: 【Twenty a day, just a cup of milk tea is only twenty now, and three dishes and one soup are not given to me. This is not a good family. Human?]

Netizen: [Is this the wife? This is the nanny, they don’t dare to be so arrogant.]

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