Wen Gaohan followed the baby.
Liang Xiu would bully and abuse her at the drop of a hat, but she would only do it when no one was around. When there were other people around, she would lift her clothes to breastfeed her child. But Wen Gaohan soon noticed something was wrong.
Although she was feeding the child, the child's face was full of pain.
After careful observation, he discovered that Liang Xiu had pinched the baby's buttocks until they were bruised and purple when she was breastfeeding.
Liang Xiu vented all her anger on her.
Little Wanyue slowly grew up, then one year old, then two years old, then three years old. By the time she was three, Wanyue had grown up quite a bit. She was very different from her younger sister, Qiao Shanshan, who was born when Wanyue was ten months old.
Liang Xiu became pregnant again after the baby was replaced.
When Qiao Shanshan was born, Liang Xiu wished she could be integrated into his very being.
She lost a daughter.
God gave her another daughter.
She treated Qiao Shanshan like her own life, and would often beat and scold Wanyue. If Qiao Shanshan cried a few times, Wanyue would shed tears.
Wen Gaohan felt heartbroken watching this.
He followed Xiao Wanyue, who was three years old and already had fair skin. Perhaps she inherited his naturally pale complexion, and the child looked just like a foreign doll.
Everyone who has seen her loves her, except for the Qiao family. Wen Gaohan gazes at his daughter with longing. He has never seen his daughter when she was a child, and he doesn't even have a photo of her. He wishes he could stay in this moment forever.
Can--
"Qiao Wanyue, you come back here right now! Who told you to go out and play with other people? Do you even know your sister cried?" Xiao Wanyue took a piece of peach shortbread from Aunt Taohua, but before she could put it in her mouth, Liang Xiu appeared.
She snatched the peach shortbread from him and kicked the child to the ground.
"Eat, eat, all you know is eating! Your sister has been crying for ages, are you deaf?" She grabbed Xiao Wanyue by the ear, picked up the three-year-old, and threw her home. As soon as they got home, she closed the door and started hitting her with the sole of her shoe.
The child was being beaten and was crying loudly.
"I let you eat, I let you be greedy, you little bitch, are you going to tell everyone that I mistreated you? Why don't you just die? You're just as annoying as her. I'll beat you to death today."
Xiao Wanyue was beaten so badly that she didn't even dare to cry. Whenever she dared to cry, Liang Xiu would stuff salt into her mouth. Even if she managed to shed a tear, the child would bite her lip tightly, her face was already red and swollen, and her saliva was dripping all over the ground, her mouth full of salt.
Xiao Wanyue experiences this scene every three days.
Wen Gaohan watched as the initial anger turned into numbness.
After Liang Xiu vented her anger, Xiao Wanyue huddled in a corner and sobbed. She didn't dare to cry too loudly, lest Liang Xiu hear her and come over to scold her for waking her up. Wen Gaohan went over and hugged her.
Children regulate their emotions quickly. She washed the salt off her body and mouth, then ran over to try and please Liang Xiu, watching Liang Xiu treat her daughter with a stern face.
Xiao Wanyue, however, would still try to please her.
Five-year-old Wanyue is already standing on a stool to cook for the whole family. She can cook a lot of things, such as steaming buns, frying eggs, and stir-frying vegetables. Sometimes, oil will splatter on her arms.
But Liang Xiu walked over and started beating her.
They said she was wasting oil.
They say she's a money-loser.
They said, "Why doesn't she just die?"
Xiao Wanyue never took it to heart. The aunt next door told her that it wasn't easy for her mother to give birth to her, and that she should be understanding even if her mother lost her temper. She should try to grow up and things will be better when she grows up.
She'll be fine once she grows up and gets married.
Xiao Wanyue didn't go to school. When she was in the third grade, Liang Xiu found an excuse to stop her from going and made her stay at home to cook for the whole family and get paid. At the age of seven, Xiao Wanyue was already earning eight cents.
Her skin was tanned dark, and the baby fat she had as a child was gone. She was thinner than a stick. Liang Xiu wouldn't give her any food; she could only eat what the rest of the family left over.
The time she was most full was when her neighbor secretly slipped her cornbread.
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