Her name is Zhang Cuixia and she is thirteen years old this year.

After going to elementary school, she dropped out of school for various reasons in her family, and now she picks up a little garbage outside to support her family.

Because of malnutrition, she is only about 1.3 meters tall now, and her figure is also very thin, as if a gust of wind can blow it down. He wears an old dress all year round, and he has some dirty things on his face.

But she doesn't blame her parents, she knows that it is not easy for her parents to pull her so big, her family is so difficult, and she should not have any complaints.

The little girl especially likes to read, she always runs to the kiosk, the owner of the kiosk is a very kind middle-aged man, he will take out the book for free to show her, she also holds the book with relish every time, sits on the chair outside the kiosk, and looks at it for a long time.

Although she would be beaten by her father every time she read a book, because the money she earned today was too little, she didn't care, she really liked to read.

She read many, many books, magazines, classics, and science books, and she felt that those books would help her understand the world and understand the world. It's a wonderful feeling, as if you're touching the whole world.

Very comfortable.

Her father said that what is the girl doing with so many books, it is better to pick up more garbage, and then find a rich man to marry.

The girl does not understand.

That's how her life is, as always, day in and day out.

She is also very envious of the beautiful girls who are dressed now, and she often watches those girls who are about her age holding the hands of their parents, spoiling, asking for dolls, asking for beautiful clothes, and then being alone next to her and sad.

She also wanted clothes that looked very cute, and she also wanted to go to school and play with her peers.

But she also knew that her parents wouldn't let her go.

She didn't hate her parents, because she knew her family situation and that their family was really poor. She also believes that her parents really love her.

How can any parent not love their child?

So she wants to be a good boy.

She did have a friend of the same age before, and the girl was nice with her.

She and the girl met when they were in elementary school, and they were really happy together, playing together every day, whispering to each other every day.

Although her friends are small, they have always expected love. She didn't understand what was so good about love.

Then she dropped out of school, and she cut off contact with that friend.

One day she saw her friend on the street, and the girl was walking down the street with the other girls, all dressed in clean clothes, with smiles on their faces, and looking warm.

She stepped forward to say hello to the girl.

"Where did the beggars come from? Look at her, it's ugly! ”

Her friend laughed.

She left.

She didn't blame her friend, because her body was really dirty, and it was inevitable that some dirt would get on her when she picked up garbage.

It's just that she's feeling a little cold.

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When she returned home, her father always disliked her for not earning enough money, and her father told her to steal other people's money, and she didn't understand why she wanted to steal other people's money, because the wealth she got was obviously not earned by herself.

So she asked her father this question curiously.

"Lao Tzu told you to steal it, and you will give it to Lao Tzu! a chicken, and dare to say me? ”

Her father roared, picked up his stick, and beat her.

But she didn't understand why her father wanted to beat her, and it was clear that there was no one good in stealing money. But why would his father ask her so much?

Her father kicked her and asked her if she was going to steal it, but she never agreed, and only after knowing that her arm was broken did her father spit on her and stopped.

Later, her father found a wild man to help her treat her arm casually, and fortunately, the wild man's methods were really clever, so she didn't leave any disability.

She didn't blame her father, because she didn't necessarily give orders to him.

This is self-inflicted.

Her father liked to drink, and he was very addicted to alcohol, and he always liked to beat her after drinking, and she didn't speak.

Although she would be beaten blue and purple every time, she didn't care.

Because she knows that parents will always love their children.

Parents always love their children, right, no matter what, parents love their children, right?

They're just like this now because they don't have money, and their lives aren't as good as they want, right? It's just because life isn't as good as it should be, right?

Just because of these things, right!

Just because of these things...... Right!

Her mother likes to smoke, she basically does the housework, and she is also responsible for cooking, but she doesn't mind, aren't these things supposed to be done by children?

And she especially likes to cook, because at that time her parents would touch her head and say, "It's sensible." ”

Look at it.

Don't parents still love their children?

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Her father told her to kick the man on the motorbike because he seemed to be annoying to her father.

But...... But in that case, the uncle who rides the motorcycle will get hurt! He's going to get hurt!

She told her father what she thought, and her father got angry again.

"You have to do whatever Lao Tzu tells you to do!"

Her father dragged her to the ground outside the house and kicked her in the lower abdomen.

No one will stop you.

The girl remembers it as some big brothers and sisters in beautiful costumes.

His father wanted to do it, but was stopped by a man.

So instead of hitting her outside, his father dragged her inside the house.

He tied her to a stool, took out the stick that had been hitting her for an unknown amount of time, and whipped her on the body.

She felt a lot of pain, but she still didn't hate her parents, because it was her fault in the first place.

She was just there in tears, but she didn't say anything.

She didn't know how long her father had been fighting, but gradually, she had slowly lost her instincts, and she didn't even feel the thick wooden stick hitting her.

It's hard, it's really hard.

But slowly, she felt that her body seemed to recover a little, the injury was not so painful, and her father didn't seem to beat her anymore.

Look.

Parents really love their children.

Isn't it?

She fainted.