Chapter 138 Her daughter is dead, why should she expose other people's scars?
Today's live broadcast room is particularly lively, Ming Zhuo started the live broadcast of fortune-telling step by step.
She glanced at the first netizen who connected, whose ID name is Life is Like Tea, and whose avatar is a cup of tea.
Tea is good, and the Tea Saint Lu Yu said, "If you are thirsty, stuffy, have a headache, dry eyes, limbs, and discomfort in all joints", drink four or five sips of tea, "it is comparable to the essence of the body and nectar."
She likes tea very much, especially all kinds of milk tea, which is simply a life-saving water.
Ming Zhuo sent a live broadcast invitation, and the other party answered it quickly.
Appearing in the split screen is an aunt in her forties or fifties, wearing a Haiqing lay Buddhist robe.
It can be seen that she is a very self-disciplined person, with her hair combed neatly, but her face is haggard, and even her eyes seem to be as quiet as an ancient well.
Even people who can't read faces can see that she must have encountered something painful.
Netizens with strong empathy can't help but start to send bullet screens.
[Hello, auntie, although I don't know what happened to you, but since you can enter the live broadcast room and grab the quota, things will definitely turn around! ]
[Yes, the anchor is very good and can definitely help you. ]
[Everything will be fine! ]
Life is like tea sitting at the table, staring at the phone in a daze. She has been in a daze recently. She doesn't know when she opened the live broadcast and when she rewarded 10,000 yuan.
She rolled her eyes when she saw those well-intentioned comments and said thank you politely.
Then she raised her hand and wanted to turn off the live broadcast.
Since it was her own mistake, she was responsible. She didn't want to get back the 10,000 yuan, but she also didn't want to open her scars in front of so many strangers.
Ming Zhuo suddenly spoke: "Auntie, do you want to hear a story?"
Renshengrucha shook her head. She had no interest in listening to stories.
Ming Zhuo: "My mother gave birth to three daughters."
This sentence was incoherent, but Renshengrucha was slightly stunned and withdrew her hand.
She started to speak, as if she hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time. Her voice was slightly hoarse, but her eyes were gentle. "Children, your mother must love you very much."
Ming Zhuo: "You must love your daughter very much too."
Chu Yuqi couldn't help but sneer. This anchor really talked about everything.
She couldn't help but send a few bullet screens.
[Her daughter died, she was almost letting it go, why did you want to expose people's scars? ]
[You can't tell fortunes, is your eyesight not good? Can't you see that there is a shrine on the wall behind her with a photo of the girl on it? ]
The netizens who were watching the live broadcast were stunned. The daughter whose life was like tea died?
Looking closely, it seems that there is really a photo of the girl, but it is too far away and can't be seen clearly.
Everyone was suddenly a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say to comfort her.
On the contrary, Ming Zhuo did not shy away from the question: "Would you like to tell me about your daughter?"
[Host, you are going too far. It is disgusting to exploit the pain of ordinary people just for traffic.] Chu Yuqi continued to speak.
[Do you think others are Xianglin Sao? The dead cannot be resurrected. You are a spectator who will disperse after watching the excitement. You are useless and make people open the scars again and again.]
Life is like tea. A trace of sadness passed through her eyes. She really didn't want to be Xianglin Sao, nor did she want to see the sympathetic eyes of others.
Ming Zhuo suddenly said, "You are disturbing my eyes." He kicked the account out casually.
Chu Yuqi: "..."
So angry! But she finally understood that the host was incompetent and guilty!
She shouldn't have been impulsive and exposed her on the spot.
She asked Butterfly Live for a new account and waited to re-enter the live broadcast room.
Life is like tea, silent, Mingzhuo did not force it, she told a story.
There was a girl, her family has been envied by everyone in the county since she was a child.
Her parents run a fireworks and firecrackers shop, because her mother is good at attracting customers, the business is not bad; in addition to her, there is a pair of twin brothers in the family.
People in the county say that her mother is a blessed woman and her family is so happy.
But only she knows that her father likes to beat people, and her mother is always beaten with scales all over her body. Countless nights, she hugged her trembling brothers and secretly vowed to take her mother away from this home.
She studied very hard and was admitted to university. She finished her studies with the help of a student loan, and then went to work in a big city. She tried hard to save money and discussed with her brothers how to pull her mother out of the quagmire.
Once again, her mother was hospitalized with broken ribs. She asked for leave and returned to her hometown, wanting to take her mother away.
Her two close brothers suddenly stabbed her in the back, snatched her ID and bank card, and locked her up.
They said, since you can't bear to see your mother being beaten, why don't you take her place? Dad has a bad temper and someone has to vent his anger. What
made her even more unexpected was that her mother personally arranged a marriage for her. The boss of the fireworks factory in the county had lost his wife and wanted to marry a college student. He was willing to pay a gift of 380,000 yuan.
The mother said, I raised you to this age and sent you to college, it's time for you to repay me. When you become the boss of a fireworks factory, you have to buy a house and a car for your two younger brothers.
She also said, if you don't get married, I will just kill myself to avoid embarrassment.
The girl couldn't understand how the younger brothers she raised and the weak mother could become like this.
After listening to the story, 人生如茶 frowned.
The barrage also expressed different opinions.
[This mother is so hateful. What good can she get by backstabbing her daughter who loves her so much? ]
[Yes, can't she just get a divorce? The younger brothers were obviously very obedient when they were young. The girl must have been led astray by her father during the years when she left home to study and work. 】
【The younger brothers are the beneficiaries, what can they not understand! How can they empathize with the mother and daughter? Don't be ridiculous. 】
【If they divorced early and taught well, the younger brothers would not necessarily become like this. 】
【But you can't blame the mother, divorce is not an easy thing. 】
"But divorce is not that difficult." Renshengrucha couldn't help but add a sentence.
She didn't quite understand the host's intention in telling this story, but she suddenly had the desire to listen.
Mingzhuo said softly: "Then let me tell you another story about a divorced mother."
This mother had a daughter who was diagnosed with congenital arrhythmia shortly after birth. She was too young to undergo surgery, but the doctor said that she must undergo surgery before the age of five, otherwise her life would be in danger.
In those years, she worked desperately to earn money just to save up for the surgery.
Just when she took her daughter to the capital for surgery and everything was getting better, her husband suddenly asked for a divorce.
She was surprised at the time, but her husband was full of resentment, saying that he had had enough of her dominance after being married for several years. He asked her to have a second child, but she was unwilling; he asked her to have surgery in the provincial hospital, but she insisted on going to the expensive imperial capital. Her
parents-in-law also accused her of not being able to keep the family, and wasting all the money in the family for a little girl.
She agreed to the divorce without any hesitation.
The little girl you call worthless is my treasure that I tried my best to keep. You don’t care about her, but I do.