A short haircut would look better.
"Okay, thank you, Mom." An Wan touched her hair, which was below her shoulders. Although it was long, it was yellow and split, making it look very unsightly.
Yunping took an old-fashioned pair of scissors and cut Anwan's hair into four sections. Because the scissors weren't sharp enough, she had to take her time.
Looking at the hair thrown into the basket, An Wan felt that her new life was about to begin.
Finally, Yunping gave Anwan a short haircut that reached her ears. Her skills were quite good, probably because she often cuts her sons' hair.
When Yunping fetched another bucket of warm water for Anwan to bathe, she helped her take off her smelly clothes and saw her body covered with wounds, both old and new. She couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Wanwan, Wanwan..."
How old is she?
What kind of parents would torture her so cruelly?
What did she do wrong?
Even if someone commits murder and arson, they shouldn't treat a child like that.
When An Wan looked down and saw the wound on her arm, she was also shocked. She hadn't even looked at the photos the police officer had taken of her earlier.
I always knew I had wounds and they hurt, but I never imagined they were this serious.
The only word to describe it is "shocking".
"Mom, don't cry, Wanwan doesn't hurt, really doesn't hurt, Mom, don't cry..." Hearing Yunping's cries, Anwan felt a pang of pain in her heart.
She raised her withered hands to wipe away Yunping's tears.
"Wanwan—" Hearing the child's comforting words, Yunping hugged her tightly.
From now on, she will be her mother, her mother for life.
After calming herself down, Yunping carefully bathed Anwan, taking a full half hour to finish.
Before helping An Wan get dressed, Yunping went to get alcohol and ointment to disinfect and apply medicine to An Wan's wounds.
"Mom, I left the clothes by the door."
Just then, Lu Yanshu's voice came from outside the door.
"I understand, Yanshu. Go check on your fourth brother and your fifth brother, and make sure they don't run around."
Separated by an old wooden door.
Yunping had no choice but to entrust the household affairs to Lu Yanshu, who was only ten years old. She actually wanted to take care of her youngest son very much.
But there's too much work to do at home, and she can't manage it all by herself.
Ever since the fifth brother became mentally challenged, the sixth brother, who was his twin brother, grew up overnight, not only learning to take care of the fifth brother, but also learning to take care of everyone in the family.
Despite being the youngest member of the family, he shouldered the most responsibility.
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