In a small dilapidated thatched house at the foot of Mount Qi, a woman covered in wounds moaned continuously.
"Hiss...it hurts..."
All the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, and the exposed flesh was being bitten by the cold air all the time.
Su Yuanyuan opened her eyes in pain, looked at the broken and decaying beams, and stayed in a daze for a few minutes, barely accepting the information in her mind that was as turbulent as the sea.
The original owner has the same name as her, but his behavior is completely different from hers.
Not only does he like to take advantage of others, he also has dirty hands and feet.
Isn't this just because he stole the bacon from Wang Yuan's wife's house and was beaten so hard that he couldn't even get out of bed?
Su Yuanyuan's face was full of sores, and no one from far away would dare to marry her.
As she got older, her mother ran into trouble. Coincidentally, a foreigner's son had a broken leg and was paralyzed. He wanted to marry this lazy Su Yuanyuan by name, so her mother started beating gongs and drums.
He sent her over happily without even asking for a piece of cake.
Her current husband, Jiang Wenzheng, was very poor at home. He was paralyzed in bed and could not work. The arrival of Su Yuanyuan made this already poor family even worse.
Su Yuanyuan gave birth to a son less than a year after getting married. People in the village were gossiping behind their backs, secretly speculating that the child was born in the wrong month, and that maybe Su Yuanyuan had an affair with that wild man.
She had a dark knot in her fetus, so she was hastily married off by her mother.
After Su Yuanyuan got married, she despised the Jiang family for being poor every day, dreamed about her being a wife every day, and didn't care about the child.
When people pass by, they always see the child standing at the door. In the cold winter, he only wears a single layer of clothes with numerous patches. The pants underneath are not only frayed, but also a lot too short. The child
Two legs as thin as straw were dangling in the baggy pants.
Not only did she abuse her children, Su Yuanyuan also made trouble with Jiang Wenzheng from time to time. She also smashed all the few dishes in the house, but most of the time Jiang Wenzheng ignored him and Su Yuanyuan was the only one singing.
Playing a one-man show.
No, winter has come, and the rice vat at home has bottomed out. It’s hard to find anything to eat. Su Yuanyuan was also fooled by lard. She dared to climb over the wall to steal the bacon from Wang Yuan’s wife’s house, but she couldn’t steal the chicken.
He lost a lot of rice and was almost beaten to death when someone found him.
It was Jiang Wenzheng who asked his younger brother to be brought back, and also went to the countryside to hire a doctor to see a doctor.
Su Yuanyuan now wants to die. She was a genius doctor at the Army Hospital in City B during her lifetime. What kind of evil did she do to end up with such a woman?
It's really a waste of time.
Suddenly, the old wooden door was pushed open, and a furry little head poked in, staring at Su Yuanyuan with big wet eyes.
"Mom...it's time, can I come in?"
Jiang Zhiyi's voice was soft, but it contained fear for Su Yuanyuan.
Jiang Wenzheng went to his brother Jiang Wenxuan's house early in the morning. When she woke up in the morning, she made the little boy stand outside the door, regardless of the cold weather.
She is truly a typical representative of contemporary stepmothers.
"Come in!"
Su Yuanyuan looked at the little Dou Ding with some distress, but felt embarrassed and didn't know what to do.
The original owner had abused her since she was a child, and the image of this fierce and vicious mother had been deeply imprinted in Xiao Douding's mind. She suddenly became nice to others, and she made a 180-degree turn. Who can accept it?
Little Douding went into the house and closed the broken wooden door that was leaking air below. He winced and took a cold steamed bun on the table, squatted in the corner and started to eat it.
Su Yuanyuan looked a little sad. A child of four or five years old was at the age when he was acting coquettishly and asking for sweets from his parents. How could he become so obedient and sensible? Even eating a steamed bun looked like he was eating something delicious.
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Her eyes moved to Little Douding's short trouser legs, and her heart tightened. Little Douding's calves were so thin that only bones were left, and they were not as thick as her wrists!
Because I was often exposed to the cold wind, my skin was no longer the tender pink color of a child. It was covered in blue and purple patches due to the cold, and it didn't look like a normal person's complexion.
Su Yuanyuan's eyes were burned, and she waved to Xiao Douding with difficulty: "What are you doing squatting there?"
When Xiao Douding heard Su Yuanyuan calling him, he wiped the residue from his mouth with his sleeve, his eyes still bright.
"Ayi has been eating here. Has Ayi made mother unhappy again? Ayi will change. Mother, please don't hit me..."
As Xiao Douding spoke, he stepped back, almost trying to stuff himself into the crack in the wall.
Su Yuanyuan was stunned, and then she remembered that the original owner didn't like this child at all. He would either beat or scold him every three days. This child was very afraid of him.
Su Yuanyuan waved to him distressedly, and her tone of voice was gentle to comfort this child who already had psychological shadow.
"Ayi is very good. Mom won't beat you, so you come here first."
Little Douding stood up timidly, put the half-eaten steamed bun in the vegetable basket on the table, and covered it with a cloth to prevent it from drying out and making it difficult to chew.
When he came to Su Yuanyuan, Su Yuanyuan's heart almost melted when she saw the pitiful appearance of little Douding.
She quickly pulled him into bed and covered him tightly.
Little Douding showed his furry little head and looked at her with round eyes.
This shabby thatched house was drafty from all sides, and the window paper had holes long ago. The cold wind came in violently during the carnival. Even the earthen bed was so cold that it was impossible to sit on it. Su Yuanyuan was shivering even when she was wrapped in a quilt, let alone just
Where is the little Douding who is wearing a layer of unlined clothes?
Su Yuanyuan opened the quilt and planned to get out of bed to make some food for Little Douding, but as soon as she lifted the quilt, she was frightened by her exposed skin.
It was covered with red sores, just like the surface of the moon, with no flat surface at all.
Su Yuanyuan's heart tightened, and she quickly touched her face with her hands. In the past, her face was smooth, white, and elastic without any skin care products.
But now, I have numbness, which is the same as the skin on my body.
Su Yuanyuan's heart felt cold. She kicked off her shoes and ran to the basin. Little Doudin in the bed looked at Su Yuanyuan's excited face with a puzzled expression. Her two big eyes were as bright as black grapes. He
My little face wrinkled slightly, mother won't hit me again, right?
"ah!"
Su Yuanyuan screamed, and Xiao Douding was so frightened that she suddenly covered her head in the quilt, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
It's just that a long time has passed, but the slaps and fists in my memory have not fallen.
What's going on?
He carefully revealed his head. His mother, who was rather tall, had her head hanging down like a drowned rat, and her shoulders were hunched.
"Mother..."
Su Yuanyuan felt very desperate in her heart at this moment, and even wanted to steal another piece of bacon and be beaten to death.
In the basin, the rippling water reflected a face that was fat and covered with red sores...
Su Yuanyuan couldn't listen to anything now, her ears were buzzing, and she didn't have any nostalgia for this world.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Little Douding jumped out of bed, trotted over to Su Yuanyuan, and carefully tugged on her sleeves.
Today's mother was so weird. She didn't let him squat down to eat. She even made him go to bed and cover herself with the quilt. It was weird, but she didn't beat him. It was good if she didn't beat him.
He didn't want his mother to become like before, beating or scolding him, unlike Tiedan's mother who would make hot vegetable buns for him to eat.
The wind outside the house sounded like a whistle, Xiao Douding's back kept getting cold, his little hands were still shaking, and even his teeth were chattering slightly.
Su Yuanyuan calmed down her emotions, fearing that she would scare the child again, so she squatted down and gently held Little Douding in her arms, and gently patted Little Douding's back with her fat hands to calm him down.
"Mom, it's okay, I just cried because I was ugly... wu wu wu..."
