The little girl looked up at the woman from the bright basin and said, "I want more."

The woman was about to say something when she was interrupted by the man.

"What are you standing there for? The little girl still wants to eat, why don't you serve her more?"

The woman walked away timidly with the basin in her hand.

The man looked at Xiaoya with pretended kindness: "Eat, eat whatever you want. Xiaoya is really a good daughter of daddy."

Xiao Ya didn't respond at all and just kept licking the broth that Xiao Xue hadn't finished drinking.

The man was very satisfied with Xiao Ya.

Why didn’t I know before that this little girl was more suitable to be that thing?

At night, Xiaoya was allowed to sleep inside the house, in Xiaoxue's previous bed.

Xiaoya, who had been silent except for eating, suddenly asked, "Where's Xiaoxue?"

"Xiaoxue lives in a good place now. If you want to go, Xiaoya, just eat well. When you grow up and become fat, you can go to a better place."

The old lady touched the cleaned little girl.

Why didn’t I realize that this little girl looks pretty after washing herself? She is a beauty.

Maybe I can sell it for a good price when the time comes.

Xiao Ya, wearing a soft undershirt that she never wore before, lay in a soft quilt that smelled of sunshine and slowly fell asleep.

At night, bursts of shrill cries were heard.

Xiao Ya slowly opened her eyes and sat up.

The old lady who had been sleeping next to him had long since disappeared.

Xiao Ya got out of bed, put on her shoes, pushed open the half-door, and followed the sound to where it came from. It was a cellar, which was used to store sweet potatoes in years of good harvest.

But now there is a famine, and I’m afraid there isn’t even a grain of rice left.

Food was precious at home, so it was usually locked in a cabinet and kept next to the man's bed.

Xiao Ya walked into the cellar.

Dark, damp and cramped.

When I walked to the inner door, I saw a bloody scene.

Xiao Ya was not frightened by the bloody scene and looked very calm.

"Ten catties of millet, how about one catty? Just one catty?"

"How much meat does that kid have? You're just taking ten kilograms of old grain. Who are you trying to fool?"

"No, these ten pounds are our family's last rations. My son is still waiting for this meat. How about half a pound? Half a pound is also fine."

"Get out of here! Mr. Chen spent a hundred kilograms of new grain and fifty kilograms of corn to buy three kilograms of meat. Who do you think you are?"

"How about I lend you my wife? She's old enough to give birth, but she said she can't give you a big, fat son. You already have thirteen daughters. If you don't try harder, your family line will probably die out."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't be angry, how about you think about it?"

The man was silent for a while before he compromised: "Okay, okay, I can only give you three ounces. This immortality meat is hard to come by. If you don't want a son, don't even think about touching it."

The person tied to the cross was Xiaoxue, who was living a good life.

Xiao Ya looked at Xiao Xue, who was almost reduced to bones, and went back silently.

Xiaoxue's originally lifeless eyes slowly fell on the cellar door, just in time to see Xiaoya's leaving back.

Xiao Ya had just laid down on the bed when they came back.

"If I had known, I would have let her grow longer. This little bit of meat wouldn't even be enough to share."

"Hey, don't we still have Xiaoya? We have more than enough food at home now. My daughter-in-law, please try harder and give birth to more longevity meat."

The woman smiled timidly and hid her blood-stained hands behind her back: "This is what a daughter-in-law should do."

The old lady returned to the room, held up the little girl's head and kissed it: "My fortune tree, please grow flesh quickly, hahahaha."

After watching this scene, Yili felt as if something was gnawing at his stomach.

She is so hungry.

She could feel her stomach starting to eat itself out of hunger.

Yi Li swallowed and continued reading.

The next day, Xiao Ya continued to eat.

The food on the table unexpectedly became abundant.

Pork, duck and goose meat were all served on the table, and as usual, they only ate wild vegetables and drank porridge.

These are all Xiaoya’s.

Yi Li suddenly understood what the song about losing the handkerchief was about.

Xiao Ya started eating without any hesitation.

The woman looked at the sumptuous meat dishes. These were not even available during the Chinese New Year. It would be a lie if she didn't envy them.

Just a peek and a crutch fell hard on the woman.

"What are you looking at? Are you greedy and want to eat? You are a money-loser who can't make any food and yet you want to eat my sweetheart! I will beat you to death! Go to the doghouse and sleep there for the next few days!"

The woman was pale and left the table timidly with a hunched back.

The man turned a deaf ear to this and continued to eat the food.

The little girl ate up all the meat and vegetables as if she had no idea how full she was.

The old lady smiled from ear to ear after seeing this: "Great, great! It's a blessing to be able to eat! If you like it, eat more! I'll make you a table full of delicious food tonight!"

In this way, Xiao Ya ate like crazy for three days.

The old lady excitedly asked the man to weigh Xiaoya.

The moment she saw the weight, the old lady raised a sharp question: "It's okay that she didn't gain any weight at all! But she actually lost three kilograms! That's my thirty kilograms of food!"

The man's face also looked a little ugly: "Why hasn't it increased at all?"

"More! Give her more! Five meals a day! I don't believe she won't gain weight!"

The old lady's face was so gloomy that ink seemed to be dripping out.

She looked at the little girl in front of her who hadn't gained any weight at all, and she was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.

After feeding her greasy and heavy meals for ten days, her weight slowly increased by half a pound. The old lady was so anxious that she was shaking, and the man's face looked extremely ugly.

They all wondered if Xiao Ya hadn't eaten at all, but that was impossible. They all watched Xiao Ya finish the meat.

At night, the man holds the woman he got in exchange for making a child.

Just when the man was in high spirits, he immediately became stunned the moment he saw the door.

"Why are you here, you damn girl?"

The man's roar woke up the sleeping old lady.

The old lady came out in a hurry and found Xiao Ya standing at the door of the man’s room.

The smell in the house was disgusting.

The woman screamed and covered herself with the quilt. The man roared, "What are you looking at, kid?"

The old lady's face turned black, and she pulled the little girl back: "What are you doing? Your father is going to give birth to a little brother for you, why are you joining in the fun?"

"Dad is dying."

Xiao Ya suddenly said.

The old lady was furious: "Why are you talking nonsense for no reason, kid?"

On normal days, after Xiao Ya said this, the old lady would hit Yi Li hard with her cane.

It’s different now. Even if the old lady is angry, she doesn’t dare to hit her.

After all, she will be sold soon. If she doesn't sell well, it will be a big loss. Maybe even the last bit of food will be gone.

The little girl didn't say anything else, but was forcefully pushed into bed by the old lady to sleep.

The old lady was worried that Xiao Ya would do something bad again, so she stayed awake for half the night and kept staring at her.

(End of this chapter)