“My surname is Lin. I have already suffered enough punishment. Do you know how I have survived these past 20 years?”
I live in fear every night. I'm afraid that the next day they'll find out I'm not Chen Hongxia. I'm afraid that Zhou Qi, that greedy bastard, will ask me for other things again. What else can I give him?
I've even been avoiding you. We haven't spoken more than a few words to each other over the years because I've been avoiding you.
Wherever Secretary Lin is, Chen Hongxia can only shrink into her small house, like a bedbug.
Since God is so unfair, taking away my life in the first half and making me like this, why should you be able to live a good life?
"You also have the surname Lin, so you're also a member of the Lin family."
Lin Yingyu finally became angry, and she stared at Lin Yueyu in front of her with a hint of satisfaction.
She was clearly the one in a superior position, while Lin Yueyu and her mother could only kneel on the ground and beg for their family's charity.
At that time, she was the favored young lady of the Lin family, and when she saw the tragic plight of Lin Yueyu and her daughter, her eyes would be filled with pity.
Because she knew that as long as her family could spare even a little bit of money, it would improve the situation for her and her daughter.
This feeling of being high above others and able to control their fate at will did not last long.
At first, Bai Xiangdong wanted to take her to the border. The two of them had lives on their hands, and her identity was special, so they wanted to go to a place where no one knew them.
However, due to an unexpected incident, the two had to stay in Xin'an.
To avoid attracting attention, Bai Xiangdong found a job locally and by chance became a worker in a machinery factory. Lin Yingyu, not wanting to go out and interact with people, stayed at home.
She was forced by Bai Xiangdong to have one child after another. They had money but dared not spend it openly, nor did they dare to hire anyone to take care of the children. She raised all those children by herself.
That period truly became her nightmare. One after another, children who looked remarkably like Bai Xiangdong would hug her legs and call her "Mom," making her dizzy and wishing she could turn herself in.
Bai Xiangdong thought he had tied her down with the child, so he became a hands-off manager at home.
Lin Yingyu was forced to become their puppet mother, numbly raising them.
Fortunately, she later met Lin Shuyue, who was the only one who wasn't scared off by her cold face. Instead, she took the initiative to get close to her and became her only friend besides Chen Hongxia.
They even helped her raise her daughter, but even so, even though Lin Yingyu had money, they were still forced to live a very frugal life.
Whether she wanted to or not, she had to carry a basket to the vegetable market and haggle over prices, just like those other women, and she could only buy half a pound of meat each time.
As time went on, Lin Yingyu couldn't tell whether she was pretending to be so petty or genuinely petty.
During the three years of great hardship, there was no money, no ration coupons, and no food. Many people starved to death. Even if their family relied solely on Bai Xiangdong's salary, they would still have to endure extremely difficult times.
Although the three children were not as pale and thin as most of the children on the street, they were still light and airy.
Rural people could still make a living from the land, but city dwellers couldn't survive on the rationed grain they received. So everyone flocked to the fields to find wild vegetables and tree leaves.
Lin Yingyu also had to take several children with her.
Now everyone can only get one-third of the supply. No one who is about to starve to death will just lie at home and wait to die.
Perhaps she was lucky; her basket contained more wild vegetables than everyone else's. Everyone was so hungry that their eyes were practically sparkling with hunger. In addition, the wild vegetables on the mountain were becoming increasingly scarce, and they all looked on with envy when they saw her basket.
No matter how much Lin Yingyu pretended to be starving, she was still faking it. Her hands wouldn't tremble from hunger, and she wouldn't pick up the trampled wild vegetables.
It's obvious at a glance that there's still food at home.
Jealousy and envy drove the crowd to rush forward and snatch her basket. Lin Yingyu was thrown to the ground and trampled on several times.
People surged in and out like a tide, and soon, apart from the tattered basket and the three wailing children, only Lin Yingyu, covered in mud and unable to get up, remained lying on the ground.
The silt clung to her body like maggots, sticky and disgusting.
Lin Yingyu was on the verge of a breakdown; she didn't know what her purpose was in doing this.
Why should she be like those illiterate, rude, domineering, and petty women?
Lin Yingyu thought a lot. Perhaps she shouldn't have killed Chen Hongxia. As retribution, she had to live the life of Chen Hongxia.
The cries of several children attracted a lot of people. They saw Lin Yingyu lying in the mud, her numb face showing no emotion.
When Lin Yueyu arrived, she ignored the filth and carefully helped Lin Yingyu up from the mud. Later, she even shared some of her wild vegetables with her.
At first, she might have been grateful; the two were complete strangers, yet she was willing to help her.
But as Lin Yueyu showed more and more goodwill, she became increasingly uncomfortable.
Perhaps out of pity, knowing that she had many children, Lin Yueyu brought them some wild vegetable buns after she returned home. Anyone else would have been very grateful.
At times like these, a little food can save lives.
But Lin Yingyu didn't; she knew she didn't need it.
But he could only pretend to be grateful and accept her kindness and pity.
Years later, the roles have reversed. The once high and mighty Miss Lin has become a village woman who has to fight with others for food, while the pitiful little girl on the ground has become the one in a high position.
Lin Yingyu didn't like this feeling.
She tried to avoid Lin Yueyu even more than before, but things didn't go as planned.
Lin Yueyu would stand up again when others tried to take her food, scold those who wanted to bully her, and occasionally have her child secretly bring her a bowl of coarse grain noodles.
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