Chapter 276

Not long after my daughter was born, I carried her on my back while doing farm work.

When the villagers bullied me, that educated youth often helped me, but I refused everything else.

Later, when the educated youth were about to return to the city, he came to my house the day before he left and asked me if I wanted to go with him. He said he could treat Nannan as his daughter.

He gave me a night to think it over.

I sat there all night looking at my daughter's thin little face, but in the end I still shook my head and refused.

He turned and left. I stood in front of the door, holding my daughter, thinking that the stars that day must have looked just like that too.

If only I could call out to the stars that day...

My daughter is very well-behaved; she rarely cries or fusses. As she got a little older, she started helping me with chores.

Before this, Xingxing had never let me do any heavy or tiring work, and she had kept me very healthy and beautiful.

Everyone in the world loves beauty, and I'm no exception. I used to think that since there are stars around, it wouldn't matter if I was pretty.

But nowadays, for a widow with a daughter, beauty is the greatest sin in the world.

I learned this from the previous educated youth, but he had principles and had seen the world, while the men in the village did not.

I sold all the things Xingxing bought for me cheaply to the women in the village. I stopped dressing up and didn't even dare to wash my face anymore.

Even so, those disgusting things will still come knocking.

When I finally got my daughter to sleep, and saw a naked man climbing into the yard for the first time, I knew that simply tolerating him was useless.

Thinking of the stars, I picked up the broom in the yard and shouted, "Get out!"

"Oh, little chili pepper, I like her!"

The man's disgusting voice made me calmer and calmer.

Because there were stars around, they all forgot that I was born with superhuman strength.

I slapped him so hard that he lost several teeth.

Looking at his bleeding mouth, my fear instantly turned into amusement. "Little Chili Pepper? I'll cripple the little chili pepper in your crotch today!"

He didn't have time to yell back, and he ran outside without even putting on his clothes.

The villagers all came out to watch the commotion. His wife scolded him with a livid face, but the man in front of his wife only dared to say that he was the one who seduced him.

I seduced him? With his fiery temper?

His wife looked at the group of outsiders, then glanced at her own husband, and was about to tear my face apart.

A group of people cheered as if they were watching a spectacle.

I was thinking about the stars, wanting to tell them that they were all bullying me.

When that woman rushed at me, I instinctively slapped her. She lost a tooth, just like her husband.

I looked down at my hands, then at the cheering crowd around me. As soon as they stopped, they all took a step back.

It turns out that showing weakness is useless; only fists are effective.

Finally, I threw the couple into the cesspool, and whenever they came up, I would beat them back with a stick.

The villagers told me I'd gone too far, so I resisted the urge to throw them into the latrine too, and vented my anger on the couple.

Finally, the couple told everyone in the village to shut up and stop talking, and after that, no one mentioned me having to stop anymore.

I stood on the latrine, watching the people who used to laugh at me show fear in my eyes. I felt no joy, only sadness.

I'm thinking about stars again.

"Mother." Nannan called to me from behind. I dropped the stick, turned around, picked her up, and carried her home, not forgetting to throw out some harsh words.

"If any more scoundrels come to cause trouble, the consequences will be even worse."

Later, as Nannan grew older, she brought a boy to visit me, her eyes sparkling.

She happily told me that the boy's name was Guan Zhao.

But all I saw was no star in the boy's eyes; my daughter's eyes were full of stars for him.

I tried to persuade my daughter again and again, but I watched as she drifted further and further away from me.

My daughter said I didn't love her and that I was old-fashioned. I had no choice but to run to the field and sit there to complain to the stars.

"Xingxing, Nannan is being naughty..."

Later, Nannan packed her bags and went to find the boy named Guan Zhao while I was out.

Later, I saw Nannan, who was heavily pregnant, say that she had no choice but to marry him.

Guan Zhao's family didn't give any betrothal gifts, nothing at all, and even beat and scolded Nannan.

I asked Nannan to come home with me, but she refused. She said Guan Zhao would protect her and that Guan Zhao loved her.

I had no choice but to give her money again and again, and because she had money, her in-laws treated her well.

That silly girl actually said, "Mother, don't worry, Guan Zhao is very good to me, and his parents are also very good to me now. After the baby is born, things will get better and better."

But Nannan died when she gave birth to this baby.

My little girl is dead.

My little girl... is dead.

I hate them so much! I hate the Guan family to death! I hate this child too!

But when the Guan family, a bunch of heartless people, dumped that child at my doorstep, I softened again.

"Star, what should I do?" What should I do...?

"Waaaaah—" The baby was crying. I looked down at her, and she suddenly stopped crying and stared at me with her eyes open.

There were stars in her eyes, and I felt like I was seeing my little girl.

The Guan family is wicked, but I, Song Chunhua, would never do such a despicable thing. However, this time I will not raise Nannan the way I did.

It's my fault for raising my daughter to be so naive and unreasonable. I've ruined her.

I might really be a jinx to my family. My parents died because of me, Xingxing died because of me, and Nannan died because of me.

From now on, I need to stay far away from this girl.

The little girl is growing up day by day. She's even more obedient than Nannan. So obedient that I've scolded myself for being heartless several times, but I still can't speak nicely to her.

The little girl is as thin as a chick, but I really have no choice. Most of the money I saved before went to support her, and the rest was used to buy her a coffin.

I could only pick up discarded vegetable leaves and wheat ears that others didn't want because they found it too troublesome, and do hard and dirty work.

Even so, the little girl is still too thin.

What should I do? What should I do?

The little girl I raised doesn't talk much; she only calls me "Grandma, Grandma."

"Grandma," the little girl looked at me, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, let's eat mooncakes together."

"Where did you get these mooncakes? What did I teach you? Did you steal them?"

She shook her head and said "no," and when I asked her again, she refused to say anything more.

I beat her up, threw her onto the grass, and went out the door.

I went to the fields to complain to Xingxing, and finally checked the money in my pocket before going to the village chief's house to buy mooncakes.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the little girl standing there, looking at me with sparkling eyes.

"Grandma," she called to me.

From then on, the girl's eyes sparkled with stars every day.

Later, the girl found ginseng. I was worried that she might encounter danger and lose her good fortune, so I forbade her to go. She obediently never went again.

I sold the ginseng and used the money to pay for her schooling.

Later, the girl found another way, and after passing an exam, one important person after another came to my little courtyard.

I often wonder if this is really my little brat, but when I look at the stars in her eyes, I never ask her.

Later, that little brat took me to big cities, took me abroad, and showed me things that were so much tastier than White Rabbit candy.

That little brat only thinks about me.

Sometimes I think, if Xingxing were still alive, he could also enjoy happiness, the happiness of that little brat.

But one should not be too greedy.

The thing that bothers me most in the second half of my life is that I've been too happy, which makes me feel a little unreal.

Later, my little brat accompanied me all over the country, and finally, I lay in my hospital bed reminiscing about my life.

I think I have four stars.

One of them is the star that gave me a home.

One is a little star that represents me and the stars.

One of them is the star that keeps me alive.

There's another star that makes me happy and allows me to live my own life.

Looking up at the white ceiling, I said to my third star:

"Little brat, I've lived a very happy life."

But you should be happy afterwards.

Whether you are the third star or the fourth star.

You all need to take good care of yourselves.

I wish my little rascals happiness.