When faced with a ruthless enemy who is also of unequal strength, Lin Momo calmly stated that one should strike at the enemy's weak points.

To put it more subtly, it means attacking where the enemy must defend.

Undeterred, she stood tall and her frail body erect, a fierce glint in her eyes.

"Come on! If you dare to come, I'll help you unload the stuff in your belly today!"

Xu, who was like a shrew with bared teeth and claws, stood frozen in place, like a puppet that had been paused while it was dancing happily.

The broom in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, raising a thin layer of dust.

After a long pause, she stammered angrily, "You...you...how could you be so cruel...I'm carrying your little brother!"

What kind of utter illogical nonsense is this?!

Lin Momo scoffed at her words.

They commit crimes and evil deeds, yet they forbid their victims from fighting back. Does this mean that victims should just sit and wait to die, fulfilling the evildoer's wishes, in order to be considered perfect in the eyes of the evildoer?

Shouldn't we award this unfortunate person a "most perfect recipient" trophy?

Screw the "officials are allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps" mentality!

She, Lin Momo, couldn't do it!

If you, as a mother, are willing to risk your life with the child in your womb, then you should be prepared to potentially lose that child.

When she gets ruthless, she'll even kill herself, so why would she care about an embryo that's not even fully formed?

"Ah—, it hurts so much!" Xu suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach and leaned forward.

She stared at Lin Momo in horror, her free hands protecting her stomach as she backed away.

This second daughter, who usually doesn't dare to utter a word, is really capable of killing someone if pushed to the limit!

Especially when those sharp, piercing eyes stared at her stomach, the baby inside seemed startled and started kicking her.

Lin Zhiqiang, terrified, retreated to his mother's side and cried out, "Mother, this isn't Er Ya at all! It's clearly an evil spirit coming to kill us! Yes, this definitely isn't Er Ya... Could she have been possessed by a ghost last night? Mother, what should we do? Should we call a Taoist priest to exorcise it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

It was rare for Madam Xu to speak to her son with a stern face, but her tone softened immediately afterward, "Where did this ghost come from in broad daylight?"

That brat is just a cornered rabbit, ready to bite.

Besides, the family's savings had all been used up to treat his father's injuries, and they only had a dozen or so coins left. Even if there were ghosts, they couldn't afford to hire a Taoist priest with that little money.

Even if they had money, it should be used to save lives.

Xu had never felt so stifled before, and her stifled feelings were mixed with a hint of grievance.

She always beats or scolds her daughter.

Good heavens, why can't I hit or scold them today? I'm just going to sell them off, not force them to their deaths. How did they suddenly turn from docile little kittens into ferocious tigers?

For the sake of the unconscious man on the kang (a heated brick bed), Xu had no choice but to compromise and figure that since force didn't work, she would try a gentler approach.

Thinking that the man had been lying on the kang for five or six days, his life hanging in the balance, and that the family had spent all twenty taels of silver they had saved, and was also heavily in debt, she realized that the man had been lying on the kang for five or six days, and that the family had spent all of their twenty taels of silver and was also heavily in debt.

The son was not yet capable of supporting the family, and the docile daughter suddenly became angry and refused to sell herself to save her father.

If it were someone else's sensible daughter, she would have sold herself long ago if she saw the state of her family. But these two wretched girls not only lack that awareness, they even dare to jump up and defy their family when they hear about selling themselves.

Sigh! No wonder she has such a hard life. She didn't give birth to a good daughter. When her daughter throws a tantrum, she, as the mother, can't hit her or scold her. She has to go out of her way to coax her.

As I thought about it, tears started falling without me even realizing it.

Xu quickly composed herself, wiped away her tears with her sleeve, and said to Lin Momo, "Er Ya, I don't want to sell you and San Ya either, but your father has been unconscious for seven or eight days. If we don't go to the county to find a good doctor soon, he might really not survive."

“But your father has been taking medicine non-stop these days, and the ten or so taels of silver we had at home have long been spent. If we don’t sell you two sisters, where will we get the money to call a doctor for your father? Waaah…”

The more she talked, the sadder she became; she had actually cried for the two sisters to see.

Later, I became really heartbroken and couldn't control myself.

At this point, Lin Zhiqiang, feeling wronged, added insult to injury: "That's right! If it weren't for needing to go to the county to get a doctor to treat my father, do you think anyone would want to sell you out!"

"If there are difficulties, the family can sit down and discuss them. Who would sell their daughter just because of a disagreement? If you sell all your daughters this time, will you sell Lin Zhiqiang next time the family is in trouble? Or would you prefer that the one in your belly is a girl so you can sell her next time?" Lin Momo wasn't buying it.

There are always more solutions than problems.

The act of selling one's daughter like an object for money at the slightest disagreement.

She cannot accept it.

In my previous life, news reports described the lives of women trafficked to remote areas as worse than those of animals:

Buyers drove promising young women to the brink of insanity, then chained them up like livestock in cages, barely clothed and fed, forcing them to have children one after another...

Even after being rescued, these once vibrant lives had long lost their yearning for freedom and their passion for life due to years of endless torment, becoming numb and like walking corpses.

Some parents couldn't bear to leave their children, some sellers refused to let them go, and some were unclaimed.

Few rescuers were able to help, and many more victims continued to suffer silently in hell.

Even if such incidents are fortunate enough to be reported, the relevant departments and those involved will willingly become accomplices, jumping out to cover up, protect, and confuse the public...

Lin Momo felt incredibly heartbroken every time she saw such reports.

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