Dong Zimei extra
I have been a very obedient child since I was young, at least, that's what every foster family I have been in said.
Although my parents died early, I was not sent to an orphanage.
On the contrary, my uncles, aunts, and cousins were all very enthusiastic about taking me in.
I am very grateful to them. It would be better if they didn't always ask where my parents' passbooks and jewelry are.
This is a secret between my mother and me, and I can't tell anyone else.
During that time, I moved from one uncle to another's home to another, and they were all very warm and welcoming to me.
He would take me out to dinner and buy me beautiful clothes, and I was very happy.
Also, I discovered something very interesting.
As long as I pretend to be casual and talk about the savings, those uncles and aunts will treat me better.
Isn’t it interesting?
Hahaha, because it was so funny, I told a white lie.
I told them that my mother had a box of gold jewelry, which included gold necklaces, gold bracelets, and oh yes, a heavy gold ingot.
Hearing this, my aunt who took me out shopping for clothes was even happier.
Her face turned red with excitement, and she made a pinky promise with me, telling me not to tell anyone else.
I agreed.
But I lied to her.
But I was right, I just wanted to make them happy.
And they were indeed very happy.
My aunt and my uncle both said that they liked me very much and wanted me to be their daughter.
That’s great.
My uncle and aunt love me so much.
It’s just that they’re asking more and more frequently, and it’s giving me a headache.
Maybe my aunt was in a bad mood, so she slapped me that day.
She seemed like a different person, holding my shoulders and asking me if I was lying.
Am I lying?
Actually, I don’t remember it very clearly myself.
But I remember that the floor was very slippery that day, and I accidentally slipped and hit the table.
I lost a lot of blood.
My aunt, who was originally angry, suddenly calmed down. She said she would help me bandage the wound with gauze and told me not to move.
But I was afraid that she would hit me again, so I ran out.
Then I discovered another interesting thing. When people outside saw that I was injured, they all ran over to care for me.
I don’t remember what happened afterwards, but I seemed to be brought to my aunt by many people.
I was afraid that they would misunderstand my aunt, so I kept saying: Don’t blame my aunt, it’s my own fault for not listening.
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