In the mind of the blind adoptive mother, she naturally placed Hu Guihua, who was adopted from outside, at the bottom of the family. It was not Hu Guihua's turn to enjoy the things that they themselves had not enjoyed.

For example, going to the health center to see a doctor costs money.

Money is such a precious thing. She and her son haven't spent it yet, so how could it be the turn of Hu Guihua, an outsider?

Couldn't she just bear with it?

"If it doesn't work, go to the pharmacy and buy two pieces of plasters. They are very effective." The foster mother was blind but continued to lie to fool people.

Hu Guihua's heart was cold. From childhood to adulthood, she had been stabbed countless times by her adoptive mother's soft, tearful knife, and she had long been accustomed to her cold-bloodedness.

In the past, she was disheartened, but that was all that mattered. If others didn’t feel sorry for her, she would become numb and just stop caring.

But today, she was unwilling to do so, and said expressionlessly: "I told you, I'm in so much pain that I can't do anything. Mom, you're just blind, your waist is fine, and your hands and feet are fine. Please do something you can do in the future, including washing your own feet."

She looked at the adoptive mother with indifference.

Ever since she could remember, she had been washing the feet of her adoptive parents and two mentally retarded brothers. Obviously, her adoptive parents could wash the feet themselves, but they insisted that she squat on the ground and wash their feet one by one.

If she felt uncomfortable while washing, her adoptive father would scold her and say she was as stupid as a pig.

Why do you treat her like this?

"Hua, what's wrong with you? You know that mom is blind, so aren't you making things difficult for me?" Foster mother Qian Liuni was extremely surprised.

I always feel like something is wrong.

Why didn't Guihua listen to her?

"Xiaofu, then come and wash for mom." Hu Guihua went to call Hu Xiaofu who was squatting on the ground playing with insects.

Qian Liuni was immediately anxious: "He's a fool, and you asked him to wash it for me? Guihua, why are you so cruel?"

"You are not cruel. You have healthy hands and feet, but you lie on the kang all day long and do nothing. It's easy for you to hold the bowl to eat with your hands, but why can't you bend down to wash your feet? I have to work in the fields every day, cook at home, and take care of Xiaofu, a big fool. I am exhausted, and you ask me to wash your feet every day?" As Hu Guihua spoke, her eyes became red when she thought of the past.

"Do you treat me as your daughter or as a servant to serve your family?"

Qian Liuni was dumbfounded, she was blind and could not see anything. Because she could not see, she did nothing all day long except going to the toilet or lying in bed, thinking every day how to make Guihua listen to her.

What would happen to her and her little Fu if she were no longer in this family?

"What lowly person? Don't talk nonsense." She felt that she didn't have any.

"I am already 48 years old this year. As far as I can remember, I have been working for this family. I have served your family for 40 years. Even after I got married, I came back every other day to cook and wash clothes, fearing that you would be hungry or cold. I have done my best for you."

She had thought countless times that with such a family, it would be better to just die.

How could she live like this all her life?

If she was born in this family, her parents treated her well, the family members shared the household burden, ate the delicious food together, and bore the hardships together, she would not say anything.

But why did she have to watch them eat, and only after they finished eating could she clean up the dishes and drink a bowl of leftover soup from the stove? When they had fabric, they made clothes first, and gave her the leftovers from the demented brother. It was only after she watched the TV series at Cao Tianwang's house that she realized that her situation was equivalent to being a nanny.

She is worse than a nanny. Some families allow the nanny to eat with them and are polite to her. They will not insult or beat her at will. The nanny will also choose her own employer and it is impossible for her to work for a family with four disabled people, even if the salary is four times higher.

Hu Guihua looked at the poor and dirty house and yard in front of her. The suffocating feeling was like that of a ferocious beast, making it hard for her to breathe.

"Guihua, what do you mean? I am your mother, isn't it your duty to serve me?" Qian Liuni's words became louder and louder, and she began to cry: "My life is so miserable, wuwuwu, I am a blind old woman, and I have raised you to this age, it is not easy for me."

"This is the state of our home. I wish I could see it, but I can't. Aren't you forcing me to die? Hua, you can't be so heartless."

"I raised you up, and now that you've grown up, you want to run away, right?"

Hu Guihua had heard too many words like this since she was a child. Whenever she showed that she didn't listen to her adoptive father, he would beat her. He even tied her to a tree with a rope and beat her until she was obedient. Her adoptive mother would cry and complain like this.

"Our family has had a hard time. People say that a son will never despise his mother's ugliness, and a dog will never despise his family's poverty. Your father and I raised you and gave you a life. Now that you've grown up, you want to run away?"

"People like you, God will not let you go, you will be struck by lightning."

Over the years, Hu Guihua seemed to be cursed. Whenever someone cried and complained that she wanted to run away, she would immediately feel guilty about it. She would not run, she could not run. If she ran away, she would be heartless and would be struck by lightning. It was not right to do so.

But Hu Guihua is now 48 years old. She married Cao Tianwang at the age of 28 and gave birth to twin daughters at the age of 30. The two daughters are only 18 years old now and have been working outside for more than a year.

Because I am a minor, I can only get half of my salary.

She turned around and let Qian Liuni cry.

Just as Hu Guihua was in a daze, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her back, and then with a snap, something fell to the ground and broke.

She held onto the wall in pain and looked down. It was a salt shaker.

"I'll beat you to death. You bullied my mother. I'll beat you to death." Hu Xiaofu's stupid face was staring blankly with his eyes and baring teeth.

Hu Xiaofu has a brain disease, which sometimes gets better and sometimes gets worse.

When he is in a good mood, you can coax him into going to the toilet, eating, and going home by himself. When he is in a bad mood, that's it, he will hit people.

"Xiaofu, Mom is fine." Qian Liuni was so moved that she cried when she heard her son stand up for her.

Hu Guihua widened her eyes. Hu Xiaofu was very scary when he had an attack. She subconsciously looked at where she had hidden the kitchen knife, and then saw that Hu Xiaofu was holding a rolling pin.

He was already rushing towards her.

Hu Guihua turned around and ran away.

In the past, she was afraid of being embarrassed, so when she was chased and beaten, she dared not say a word. She just ran away and then quickly found a pile of corn or firewood to hide.

But today, she ran towards the village.

While running, he cried out loudly: "Help me, come and save me, Xiaofu is sick again, come and help me."

"Help, woo woo."

It was getting dark, and it was the time when the villagers were having dinner and had nothing to do at home. When they heard that Hu Xiaofu was ill again and Guihua was shouting for help, they all ran out of the house.

Then, Hu Guihua was seen running in front, stumbling, with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and not far behind was Hu Xiaofu, who was grinning and holding a rolling pin.