Chapter 131: Me
She felt more than once that the dogs were better off than her.
She was thirteen years old.
According to what he knows about his father, his father will definitely sell him for money. So she paid special attention to her father's movements. Once, I even heard that my father and my mother discussed selling her farther, and then ran away with her, and then continued to sell her to other places.
In this way, you can earn several portions.
Ever since she was a child, she hated that home. I hate everything my dad gave. She doesn't feel any happiness, just that every day feels like hell. And at that moment, her annoyance was extreme.
Is this still human?
How is it different from an animal?
No.
She should have asked, is it better than a brute???
!-!! -!! -!
Gradually, someone came to discuss the marriage.
Dad didn't agree.
The reason for rejecting others is that she is still young, and she doesn't want her to marry now, and she is reluctant to leave home.
Sounds like a loving father.
Actually.
It's the money that hasn't been negotiated.
I suspect that the other party gives less.
She heard her father and mother quietly calculating, and the prices offered by the people who came were higher than the other, and they made a lot more money than marrying the eldest sister and the second sister. But Dad thinks she is better looking, and she should ask for more. And the father wants to take the money from marrying her (selling her) to his younger brother to marry his daughter-in-law.
this year.
Daddy was kind to her.
Let her mother buy her new clothes.
Let her go out more.
Find someone to teach her how to dress up.
I'm afraid that others won't know that there is a good-looking girl in his family who has reached the age to be married.
She felt that her father went out directly and shouted, I am going to sell my daughter, anyone can pay, and the one with the highest price will get it.
Isn't it better?
She was becoming more and more rebellious.
Sometimes I even want to drag them to die together.
It's a hundred.
Why does this kind of scum keep having children? What qualifies them to be parents? Are they worthy?
The law only allows children to be filial, and if they are not filial, they will be punished, and they will be scolded by poking in the back.
Why are parents not punished for their unkindness?
Why don't you go to jail for beating your daughter?
Why?
!-!! -!! -!
Who begged them to have children?
They single-handedly brewed all the suffering.
Push the child into the human realm.
And triumphant.
Seek retribution.
At every turn, he said, "Without me, where did you come from?" ”
At every turn, he said, "I gave birth to you, is it still wrong?" ”
said at every turn: "I have worked so hard to pull you so big, I can't raise you in vain." Shouldn't I exchange you for some money? ”
They don't feel like they're at fault.
They feel like they're right.
It is no exaggeration to say that some heinous people are not as terrible as one ten-thousandth of them.
Some bad people at least know that they are bad.
They don't know.
They feel like they're being kind.
The mother will tell her: "Be kind to your brother, and rely on your younger brothers to support our family in the future." ”
Dad would tell her, "Who are you crying and sad all day long?" We provide you with food and clothing, what else are you not satisfied with? ”
Daddy loves boys.
Dad thinks that girls have to marry after all.
If you get married, it's someone else's family.
It's not much use.
Sons are different.
The son will always stay by his side, and when he is old, he can stay at the bedside to take care of him, eat and drink.
The child born to a son will take his surname and inherit his surname and bloodline.
He hoped that his son would make a lot of money.
I hope that my son can become a big official.
Glorious lintel.
It's very beautiful to think about.
In the tavern where she works, sometimes some people come to the rivers and lakes. One day, there were customers in the store who were noisy and scolding. The old man at the next table said casually: "It's too noisy." Then the quarrelmakers fainted one by one.
The old man drank a little wine with satisfaction.
He seemed to be in a good mood.
Shaking a wine glass.
Humming a little song.
Less than halfway through a pot of wine, he noticed her: "You girl has a good look." Why don't you follow me, I'll take you out of here. She approached boldly: "You teach me a skill, and I will follow you." ”
Old man: "What skills?" ”
She: "Kill." ”
Old man: "Who do you want to kill?" ”
There were many people in the store, and she was afraid that others would listen to her, so she didn't speak, but dipped her fingertips in wine and quickly wrote three words on the table: My father. When I wrote it, I had a hint of the pleasure of asking for debts. Then wipe off the wine marks.
Old man: "...... It's ruthless. ”
She turned around and went to work.