What I hate most is people who immediately accuse others of selling them out, because such people are very likely to have actually done such a thing. Otherwise, why would they keep talking about selling people out?

Human traffickers are such depraved beasts, we should all wipe them out! The disgust in her eyes was completely undisguised, and every word was filled with coldness.

The old woman choked, then hesitated to say anything more, glaring at her daughter-in-law with resentment: "Jia Lihong, are you waiting for me to soothe the child instead of you? I shouldn't have let you, you jinx, into our home! You've made me so angry!"

Jia Lihong shuddered, got up and went to the bedside to coax her two sons to sleep.

But those two boys were even worse, treating their own mother, Jia Lihong, like slaves: "I'm hot, fan me!"

Seeing his older brother doing this, another child chimed in, "That's right, that's right! Hurry up and fan us! Are you trying to kill us with heat? Grandma, Grandma, Grandma, look at Mommy!"

The old lady slapped Jia Lihong hard on the back in an instant: "Are you trying to kill me? Didn't you hear what my good grandson said? All you do is eat for free, you can't do anything right!"

Jia Lihong immediately picked up the newspaper next to her and started fanning herself: "Alright, alright, Mom will fan you, go to sleep!"

The two children then stopped and lay down quietly at the foot of the bed.

As for the only girl among the three children, she should be the eldest, but she receives no love whatsoever. Her thin body is squatting in a corner, her eyes filled with envy for her two younger brothers.

Tuanzi nudged Ye Wanying's arm, because she had just witnessed the old lady beating and cursing people so fiercely, and for a moment she didn't dare to speak loudly.

"What's wrong?"

The guy looked at Ye Wanying, held out a few plump roasted peanuts in his hand, and then looked at the pitiful-looking older sister.

Ye Wanying gently rubbed her son's face and said, "Go on! Don't be afraid, Mom is here."

Tuanzi then jumped off the bed, walked up to the girl, and held out her hand: "Here you go!"

"What is this?" The girl asked timidly, tilting her head instead of taking it immediately.

"These peanuts were bought by Uncle Zixiu. They're really delicious. Here, have some!"

Upon hearing that it was delicious, the girl couldn't help but slurp it a few times before accepting the peanuts.

Just in time, my stomach started growling too.

The girl had only eaten two steamed buns that day and was already starving. But she didn't dare tell her mother because she knew it was no use; all the food in the house was for her two younger brothers.

Even my mother was hungry every day, just like me.

Tuanzi heard her clearly, her face contorted for a moment, then she pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds from her pocket: "Here, have these too!"

This older sister is so pitiful, I'll just generously give her all these delicious melon seeds and peanuts.

Unfortunately, just then, the old lady's unpleasant voice, as grating as a bound foot, rang out again: "What are you giving her for? What's a little girl like her to eat? Give it to your brother!"

Just then, the old lady quickly walked over, trying to reach out and snatch it, but no matter how fast she was, she couldn't outrun Ye Wanying.

The old lady's wrist was grabbed directly, and Ye Wanying didn't hold back, deliberately using some force, causing the old lady to howl in pain.

"Ouch, my hand, my hand, let go!"

Ye Wanying coldly curled her lips: "Remember, my son's things can be given to whomever he wants, and no one can take them from him!"