The woman was afraid that people here would know that Zhaodi was an orphan, so she hurriedly comforted her, "Very soon, very soon!"

The door on the roof was closed. Zhaodi waited there for a long time, but her mother didn't even turn her head.

At first, the people here were quite nice to the children and gave them eggs to eat every day.

But a month later, the situation changed. They had to work every day and were beaten when they finished.

Zhaodi was just like other children. She waited for her mother to pick her up every day.

Day after day, year after year.

It wasn't until she was two years old that people there told her that her mother had come to pick her up.

She was very happy. The food that day was also very good, with her favorite egg custard. At home, only her brother could eat it. Every time she washed the dishes, she would lick them.

All her friends here envy her because she has a mother who will pick her up.

She said goodbye to them one by one and waited for her mother to pick her up, until she was taken to that room and her heart was dug out.

"Actually, having your heart dug out isn't bad," the girl said silently, "at least it will hurt."

"Are you, Zhaodi?" The old man looked guilty.

"So, you didn't even think about picking me up, did you?" the girl murmured.

The woman took the money back, although it was not much, and her life became better and better, and she even built a house with green bricks and tiles. But she never thought that there was a daughter in her family whom she had abandoned.

The old man shed tears and said, "I have been there, really. When I went there, the people there said that you were adopted by someone."

The girl turned to look at Su 껓 and asked, "Did she really go there?"

Su 께 Luo looked at the old man and nodded silently.

The girl smiled and said, "Did mom really pick me up?"

The old woman nodded repeatedly and said, "It's true. Mother really went to look for you."

Su Xiaoluo continued, "She went there when you were eight years old. Because your brother was getting married at that time, she wanted to take you back in exchange for some betrothal gifts."

The smile on the girl's face froze.

Fu Ran asked angrily: "Is she your daughter? Is she your conceived child? You are also a woman, how can you be so cruel to your daughter?"

The old man said cunningly, "She is my own. How much did I suffer for her? It was because she was a girl that my mother-in-law didn't even let me sit with her during her confinement. Since then, I have suffered from back pain."

Fu Ran was speechless and questioned, "You blame your daughter for your mother-in-law's mistakes? Your father-in-law? You should blame yourself for having a good eye for choosing men and blame your mother-in-law for favoring boys over girls. How can you blame her for being a girl?"

"It's the same in every household here, and it's only my family. Sons have to take care of us in our old age and carry on the family line, and daughters become someone else's after they get married." The old man said stubbornly.

"So, is this how your son will take care of you in your old age?" Fu Ran looked at the simple room, which was weatherproof, and was afraid that she would not be able to survive the winter.

"My son will carry on the family line." The old man said stubbornly in his heart.

"Don't worry. If you say that only male children are considered the last, then your family will be extinct!" Su Xiaoluo said calmly.

"You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense." The frail old man's eyes suddenly flashed with ferocity, and he wanted to get up excitedly.

"Haven't you noticed that your family's fortune has been booming for two years?" Su Xiaoluo asked.

The old man was stunned. Yes, in those two years, the family was very prosperous and everything went smoothly. Money was also easy to make, but things have been going from bad to worse in recent years.

"Because your daughter is a blessing to your family, after your daughter passed away, the blessing she brought also disappeared." Su Xiaoluo said, "You made your son lazy and gluttonous because of your habit. Your daughter-in-law hates you for favoring sons over daughters and wants you to die soon. Your granddaughter is related to you, what do you want from this?"

The old man lay down straight.

She has lived her whole life, what did she seek?

"Zhao Di, it is your luck to be in such a family. Please open your eyes when you are reborn." Su Xiaoluo said lightly.

"I want to be here again." Zhaodi said silently, "If I were here again, I would like to be a tree. Wherever I grow, I will always be there."

"I'll take you away." Su Xiaoluo clasped his hands together.

Zhaodi once again looked at the old woman, the mother whom she had blamed so much. It would be false for her to say that she resented her. She had a father and a mother, but she was like an orphan.

I have been to this world, but I have never received love from anyone.

The next day, she would never come again.

"Take me with you!" The old man stretched out his hand towards Zhaodi, but Zhaodi turned away without any attachment.

Her hand did not fall until Zhaodi's figure disappeared into the air.

Su 께 Luo said indifferently: "Sister Fu Ran, let's go!"

Fu Ran looked at the old woman again in confusion. Her home was a brick and tile house, but she was driven into this dilapidated mud house and lived a miserable life.

늀It's like what 께罗 asked, what does she want?

"Don't go. Is our Chen family really going to be extinct?" the old man shouted from behind.

"Think carefully about your last name. Is it Chen?" Su Xiaoluo glanced at her coldly. He who is pitied must have something to hate.

Leaving the dark earthen house, it was sunny and windy outside. Fu Ran breathed in a little fresh air and his mind became clearer.

Her mood was complicated and heavy.

"Sister Fu Ran, every evil person will be punished by his own evil." Su Xiaoluo saw what she was thinking and advised her.

"That's true." Fu Ran thought about the old man's current situation. Was he being punished by his daughter-in-law?

Su Xiaoluo and Fu Ran returned the same way, Wen Yu had already brought people here. This place is remote, and it has always been hidden and leaky.

Suddenly, they were surrounded, and few people could escape and were pinned down on the spot.

"Don't worry, they have guns." Su Xiaoluo saw countless dead souls floating in front of her eyes, all telling her the information here, "You guys follow me."

Su 께 Luo led the way, and they went to the dean's office. Pushing open the bookcase, there was a secret door.

Enter through the secret door and go through a long tunnel to the underground.

There were a lot of medical equipment underground, and some children were lying on it under anesthesia, and they hadn't had surgery yet.

As they walked forward, a woman suddenly jumped out, scaring several people.

The woman was crazy and laughed at them: "One, two, three... hehe..."

"Take her away, and the rest of you follow me." Su Xiaoluo continued to walk forward and found Miyamoto who had shot himself in a dark room.

Miyamoto is an elderly man with a bald head and a gray beard.

Ru 꿷's face has become blurred.

Fu Yunhai and Wen Yu put away their guns and said angrily, "It's really a bargain for him."

Su Xiaoluo snapped his fingers, pulling back Miyamoto's soul that was floating into the air, and sneered, "Want to leave? Not that easy!"