Ding Xiang looked at Da Gua's walking figure, was silent for a long time, and finally sighed heavily.

I used to worry when I didn’t have a son, but now I have a son and I worry too.

It's good to have a son, but I have a rift with my son. I don't know what the rift is. This...

Hey, let’s take it slow, little by little.

"Mom, it smells so good." Just when Ding Xiang's heart was filled with melancholy, a little girl walked in from outside the house.

As he came in, he twitched his nose and exclaimed how delicious it smelled.

When the little girl entered the room, she immediately saw the sweet potato syrup on the table.

His eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted: "It's actually sweet potato soup!"

Ding Xiang looked at the girl who entered the room. She was eight or nine years old, skinny and skinny, but her eyes were very big.

At first glance, it looks like a Chihuahua.

While Ding Xiang was stunned, the little girl ran up to her in a few steps, carefully stepped forward and pulled the hem of her clothes.

"Mom, can you give me some sweet potato soup?" The little girl's face was full of pleading, and she looked at Lilac pitifully.

Although this little girl concealed herself very well, Ding Xiang had seen countless people, but she still discovered from her twinkling eyes that she was not as well-behaved as she seemed.

This girl is very thoughtful at first glance.

"Daughter, you can eat what you want. There is no need to be so cautious on my mother's side." Ding Xiang lovingly touched her daughter's little head. Children from poor families have long been in charge, so it is not a big mistake to be more thoughtful.

On the contrary, you can live better this way.

Lin Zhenzhu never expected that today's stinky woman was not only easy to talk to, but also looked at her with a gentle look on her face.

She couldn't help but curse in her heart, did this woman take the wrong medicine today?

But no matter what, she can eat delicious sweet potato soup, which is more important than anything else.

"Thank you, mother." After calling out sweetly, she picked up the unfinished bowl of three melons and started drinking.

"Drink slowly, there is still more in the pot." Ding Xiang sat down, she had just eaten.

Now, I can take a good look at my daughter.

Thinking of the three sons I saw before, they all looked malnourished.

That head is obviously a little shorter than his actual age.

She thought in her mind that she must work hard to make money and raise her children to be fat and healthy.

Lin Zhenzhu was so intoxicated by the delicious sweet potato soup that she couldn't remember how long it had been since she had such delicious sugar water.

The warm, sweet sugar water makes my stomach feel very comfortable.

Suddenly, she found her mother staring at her face, which made her feel a little uneasy.

Thinking of the woman who suddenly treated me so well today, I also thought of what my elder brother said before, there must be a monster when things go wrong.

By the way, she remembered.

When the third sister was sold to work as a maid in a wealthy family, my mother suddenly cooked a bowl of sweet potato syrup for the third sister.

At that time, she came forward and shouted that she wanted to drink, but the woman drove her away mercilessly.

At that time, she was hiding in the corner and watching her third sister drinking sweet potato syrup. The jealousy in her heart was like a trapped animal in prison, scratching her heart and liver.

As a result, Ren Yazi came to the door the next day and took away the crying third sister.

Thinking of this, Pearl felt that the sugar water in her mouth was no longer sweet, and still had a bitter taste.

She put down the bowl gently and wanted to make a death struggle.

"Mom, are you going to sell your daughter again?"

And? What does it mean? And what’s going on with selling a daughter? The original owner had sold his daughter before?

This amount of information was a bit too much for Ding Xiang, so when Lin Zhenzhu finished speaking and waited for her to answer, the expression on her face was a bit confused.

From Lin Zhenzhu's perspective, her confused expression turned into a decision that could not be changed.

"Mom, I beg you not to sell me. I will be good. I eat very little." The little girl's face was full of panic, and tears flowed from her big eyes. "I don't deserve to drink sweet potato soup. I won't drink it anymore."

Don’t drink anymore, mother, please drink.”

As Lin Zhenzhu spoke, she pushed the sweet potato soup in front of Ding Xiang.

The food I just begged for is now being avoided like a snake or a scorpion.

Ding Xiang resented the original owner in her heart, wondering how many evils this original owner had done!

He quickly put a smile on his face and said comfortingly: "You fool, what are you thinking about? When did I say I would sell you?"

However, her comfort was of no use at all, and in Pearl's opinion, the smile on her face was a bit far-fetched and too fake.

Lin Zhenzhu, who has always been more thoughtful than anyone else, thinks she is not easy to fool.

She shook her head and cried, "But, after my mother gave Third Sister some sweet potato soup, she sold her to the town's big family Wang as a maid the next day."

Well, by chance, Ding Xiang got another piece of useful information.

That is, the third child, Lin Huajiao, was sold by the original owner to a wealthy family as a maid. The thoughtful daughter in front of her was the fourth child in the family.

"Smelly woman, you are trying to do something stupid again!"
Chapter completed!