And then when it was time to go to work, Mu Tianen had already started to make insoles, she felt that she could be faster, the last time she sent three hundred yuan, because she cut the thread for half a month, and as we all know, the thread cutting is the least profitable, and making insoles is the most profitable, which is also calculated according to the piece, the more you do, of course, the more money you get, she is going to work harder, maybe next month, she can get five hundred yuan, and then she can buy herself a winter coat.

843 said that her family would send her winter clothes in the winter, every year.

When Mu Tianen heard this, he just tugged at the corners of his lips weakly.

She has no family, no parents, no husband, she only has a five-year-old child, who is still in the orphanage, so she has no gifts for her, and she can only rely on her own hands.

Outside, she almost struggled to get a house for herself, and this time she can use her own hands to save herself a winter coat, a winter coat that is not cold in winter.

She secretly wiped her tears, her slightly drooping eyelashes were a little damp, but they were very delicate, even if she didn't have long hair to her waist, she didn't have a beautiful dress, and even the whole person was dusty, but she could still see that her eyebrows and eyes were delicate.

Even if she really gets a bald head now, she is still a very beautiful bald head.

It's a pity that when she raised her face, her one eye, Shike, didn't see half of the light.

That gray, dull one, is also dead.

She lowered her head again and continued to step on the sewing machine, and those lines were pressed down, and one insole after another was made, but it was only a few cents a piece.

Accumulate a lot, and she can save herself enough winter clothes.

As for 856, it was also the same work that Mu Tianen used to cut the thread, sitting there absentmindedly cutting, not knowing what to think, and almost cutting his own hands.

By the next day, 856's face was even more swollen, and I thought that I should have been beaten again this morning, and since I had been beaten now, I should be able to have a snack.

Mu Tianen has never taken care of her anymore, her life here is very leisurely, and she doesn't interact with others very much, except for talking to 843, she rarely meets her when she has something to say.

And this night, it is rare, the people here have changed into their best clothes on weekdays, and they have also changed out of the prison clothes they have never taken off, and everyone's faces are more or less smiling, even if they are rampant more than 700 dog legs on weekdays, now they are rare like a person, and the meat on the face is not horizontal and does not jump.

"855, who's going to come and see you today?"

843 straightened her hair with her hand, but when she saw Mu Tianen who was in the same place, she was strange, why didn't she change her clothes, and she didn't clean up herself, why, didn't her family come to see her?

Mu Tianen shook his head, then raised his face, and also glanced at 843, no sadness, no sadness, nothing.

"I'm an orphan, I have no relatives."

Does Mu Tianen have any relatives? She has never been, from her parents, to her husband, and the sister who has always been the best to her, but also harmed her.

They are the family, they are the ones who love each other, so she is nothing.

And Tan Ning was originally an orphan.

843 reached out and patted her on the shoulder, which could be regarded as comfort.

Mu Tianen just watched them all walk out one by one, no matter how bad they were, there would always be a little kindness in their hearts, that was what they cared about and what they loved.

She twisted her face, rested her head against the bedpost, and then closed her eyes, letting the inexplicable sadness drown her whole body.

At first, there were fewer people here, and only one of them was left, and then someone came back, but they were crying there, even when 843 came back.

"It's been a long time since I've heard someone call me by my name."

"My mom has a lot of gray hair."

"That pair of scumbags and scumbags are living very well, they cheated my company, lived in my house, slept in my bed, covered my quilt, and beat my dog, maybe my little baby has become a dog meat hot pot......"

"I'm not alive anymore."

She was lying on top of her bunk, and she was also crying breathlessly.

Mu Tianen stretched out her hand and gently patted 843's shoulder, this time she comforted her.

"Xiao Ning, do you say there is anything worse than me in this world?"

And Mu Tianen has been calling her by this name for a long time, and as for the name Mu Tianen, even she rarely calls it.

And sometimes she will forget Mu Tianen, but she will never forget Tan Ning.

Do you think I'm miserable, who else in this world is worse than me?

She cried with tears on her face.

Mu Tianen pulled up her sleeves and wiped her face.

Then she smiled, and the smile was very beautiful, like the dew in the morning, the spring water in the mountains, without any impurities, and it was as innocent as a child.

Then, she pointed to herself.

843 didn't understand, "Did you say you were worse than me?" 〉

Mu Tianen was still smiling

Is it miserable, it seems that she really doesn't need to be compared with others, right?

She put her hand on herself, also taking advantage of no one, she lifted her clothes, the scars on her body, she only knew when she saw it, but she couldn't see it, who knew?

843 poked Mu Tianen's stomach, "The skin is so good, natural?" ”

When she wanted to poke it again, she found that there was a long scar on half of Mu Tianen's stomach.

And she quickly withdrew her hand, and she was also scared that she was trembling.

It's no wonder that Mu Tianen has always been the last to take a bath, leaving such a long scar, what kind of surgery did he do?

"...... here," Mu Tianen pointed to the location of his stomach.

"I opened it once, and I almost cut my stomach."

"Here......" she pointed to her lower abdomen again.

843's eyes are open again, is this a caesarean section?

Although the current scar is very shallow, it can still be seen, with a thin white line, and the knife wound of someone else's caesarean section she has seen is there.

"When he was six months old, he was taken out," Mu Tianen gently stroked his lower abdomen, "He worked very hard to grow, and he was better than a seven-month-old child, but in the end he still didn't survive, because no one wanted him to live." ”

Even what cut him out was his biological father, as well as his own ...... Grandfather.

Mu Tianen's fingers moved down and moved to her abdomen, and the scar was not as hideous and terrible as it was at the beginning, but it was still hovering over her stomach, and it was impossible to disappear in this life.