Dad stole because she was sick with a fever and the family had no money to buy medicine. He was discovered and beaten to death by his father.
But no matter how many times she explained, no one believed her. They believed that her father was a bad man and a thief that everyone cursed.
"You! And you! Come here!" Jiang Wanying rubbed her hands together, her attitude was domineering and strong, making the children feel as if they were seeing a teacher in school. They all lowered their heads and walked past the door obediently.
Jiang Wanying pushed Xiao Niba out and ordered, "Apologize to her!"
"Apologize sincerely! No perfunctory ones!"
The boys looked at each other, no one dared to resist, and they apologized obediently.
Jiang Dongfang, smoking a pipe on the side, smiled so hard that the corners of his eyes wrinkled together. "It's over, you little brats, go home quickly!"
He was trying to smooth things over. After all, it was a festive occasion like the New Year, so he didn't want to make things too out of hand.
The boys felt relieved and ran away, fearing that Jiang Wanying would beat them.
Jiang Wanying rubbed the little muddy baby's head and said gently, "Don't be afraid. The fault isn't yours, it's theirs."
Little Niba raised his head, his amber eyes reflecting Jiang Wanying's appearance, "Sister, do you believe that my father is not a bad person?"
Jiang Wanying's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the look on Xiao Niba's face, was there some hidden secret?
She thought to herself, "Would you like to tell me about your father?"
Little Niba nodded rapidly and told the story in detail. Jiang Wanying sighed incessantly and felt sorry for her since she was so young but had to bear so much.
Xiao Niba's full name is Liao Jiayue. Her father, Liao Yong, passed away three years ago, leaving her and her mother to depend on each other. Because her mother became a widow, she was often molested by some bastards in the village.
But in this era, women have always been a vulnerable group.
The villagers didn't think that the men who teased her were wrong. They just thought she was a vixen who was unfaithful to her husband and couldn't stand the loneliness after her husband died.
Over time, the mother and daughter had a hard time making ends meet. They couldn't even get enough to eat every day. The clothes Liao Jiayue wore were several years old and were full of patches. The house they lived in was a thatched hut, which was cold in winter and hot in summer and could not shelter them from wind and rain.
Some children in the village nicknamed Liao Jiayue "Little Mud" because she laughed at her for being dirty all day long.
Liao Jiayue sobbed and sobbed, Jiang Wanying wiped her tears for her, "Don't cry, tears are the most useless thing, the more you cry, the happier those bad guys will be!"
As she spoke, she opened a candy and stuffed it into the little girl's mouth.
When she was only six years old, she ate White Rabbit candy for the first time. She thought it was so sweet. If only her father were still alive...
She really, really misses her daddy!
Jiang Wanying was sending Liao Jiayue home, and on the way she met Lu Yanchuan carrying a bucket full of grass carp, crabs and shrimps.
"What a coincidence! To save me from having to look for you again, my aunt asked me to ask if you would like to come to my house for dinner and celebrate the Little New Year tomorrow."
Lu Yanchuan pondered for a moment and declined, "No, I have an appointment with Mr. Li."
Jiang Wanying was not surprised. Looking at the things in his hand, she knew that they were tributes to Mr. Li. She didn't know when he would be able to conquer him successfully, so she wanted to get some useful information from Mr. Li.
"Hey, I'll be leaving first." Jiang Wanying took Liao Jiayue's hand, turned around and left.
Not long after walking, Liao Jiayue turned her head and asked quietly, "Sister Yingying, does that uncle like you?"
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