My name is Lu Sheng, but my surname is not Lu. It's just that when I was born, my mother didn't have time to get home and gave birth to me by the roadside, so I am called Lu Sheng.
When I was little, I hated this name. Every time it was called, it was a stark reminder of how I was born and how I was disliked.
As I grew older, I realized how fortunate I was to have a name like Lu Sheng, which has no connection to the Lin family. If I had the Lin family's surname, I probably would have felt uncomfortable about it.
Not long after I was born, my mother's husband, Lin Qingyou, couldn't stand the villagers' gossip and said that it was unlucky for a child to be born by the roadside. So he went out to make his own way in the world and was gone for several years without a trace.
Not long after Lin Qingyou left, my mother and I were kicked out of the Lin family home and driven to a dilapidated thatched hut at the foot of the hill at the end of the village.
I don't remember the details that were too small, but as far back as I can remember, I knew that besides the Lin family disliking me, my own mother didn't like me either.
She would often sit in the house crying her eyes out, and then start cursing me, calling me a jinx, saying that giving birth to me was the worst luck imaginable, and that if she had known I was born on the street, she would have preferred to have an abortion.
She always felt that I was the reason she was kicked out by the Lin family.
However, at that time, as a woman about to give birth, she was still called to work in the fields by the Lin family. When the baby was about to be born, the old lady of the Lin family was not in a hurry. She only asked Lin Qingyou to accompany my mother home, while everyone else had to continue working in the fields.
At first, I couldn't understand why she was blaming me, but gradually I just kept quiet. She could cry when she wanted to cry, and hit me when she wanted to hit me. In a way, she was a pitiful woman too.
As the saying goes, there is always a reason why someone is pitiful. When I grew a little older, I would go to the mountains to pick wild vegetables and herbs and sell them in town for money.
The meager sum of money had barely been handed to her when she rushed off to the Lin family to present it to her mother-in-law.
She told me that she had married into the Lin family, and she couldn't live in this thatched hut forever. It was her duty to be filial to her mother-in-law, and she would let her go back home when the old lady was in a better mood.
It's utterly ridiculous. I was only six years old at the time, and I saw it clearly. She was trying to send money to the Lin family, but Old Mrs. Lin wouldn't even let her in the door. I really don't know how she could be so delusional.
The Lin family treated her like that, so why is she still so focused on them?
Perhaps because the Lin family's attitude towards her did not improve, she became increasingly harsh on me, often scolding me in a shrill voice and pinching my flesh hard, but I could not cry out in pain at all.
One time when she hit me, I thought to myself, it would be better to die than to live like this.
So, while I was out collecting herbs, they put a hemp rope in my bamboo basket. I had heard from the villagers that you could hang yourself with a hemp rope.
That day, instead of going up the back mountain with my bamboo basket, I went to the cliff below the back mountain. Few people come here, but if anyone goes up the back mountain, they will find my body.
There are many wild animals on the back mountain. I'm afraid that after I die, those wild animals will come and bite me. How painful that would be!
Someone actually came into the usually deserted cliff that day. It was the little girl who bumped into her on the road. She was really beautiful.
Her calling me "sister" startled me so much that I dropped the rope in my hand. She asked me what I was doing, but I didn't answer.
It seems I need to go a little further in. If I were to hang myself here, I'd probably scare the little kid so much he'd scream and might not even die.
I had only taken a few steps when rocks suddenly fell from the cliff in front of me. I quickly stepped back and caught a glimpse of the little boy still standing there, looking up at me.
I had just pulled her away when there was another loud bang from the cliff, sending pebbles flying and the earth trembling.
Then a few children came over and started chattering, but I froze. At that moment, I felt like I was going to die.
If it weren't for that child, I might have really hanged myself, or I might have been crushed to death by rocks after going inside.
But no matter which way I die, I will feel very regretful and very scared.
The little girl took my hand with her warm hand, called me "sister," and said she wanted to walk with me.
Unexpectedly, she called him "sister" for many years.
I never expected that she, who saved me once, would save me again. That time, the person I called "Mother" unfortunately died.
Strangely, I felt no sadness at all; instead, I felt as if I had been liberated. It was because of her passing that I truly severed all ties with the Lin family.
Throughout my growing years, I've heard villagers say more than once that I'm like a wolf, cold-blooded and ruthless, and that people like me are heartless and shouldn't be approached.
I don't care if anyone in the village comes close to me or accepts me. I only remember that during my most difficult time, it was my Fu Man'er, the Xu family, and my master who helped me.
Without them, I would hardly be alive today; I don't care about anything else.
Later, I met another person named Cao Zixuan. In my eyes, we were not meant to be together, but in the end, I ended up with this man.
If Man'er is the sun, then Cao Zixuan is the moon. How fortunate I am to have both of them in my life.
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Today is our wedding day. I have no family on my mother's side, so Man'er and the Xu family are like my family on my mother's side.
I was dressing up in my room when someone came in to tell me that Lin Qingyou was outside with some dowry and wanted to come in and see me, saying that he wanted to fulfill his fatherly duty.
I refused without even thinking. I've gotten through the days he wasn't here, I'm doing well now, and I don't need him anymore.
"Sister Lusheng, the groom is coming soon. How is your makeup going?" Man'er's voice came from afar. I sent the messenger away.
"I'm waiting for you to come and give me your opinion."
I don't want to see Lin Qingyou even once, but I can't get enough of hearing Man'er call me "sister".
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