"Son, do you know the address of Zhang Dahu's house?"

"Mom, have you forgotten?" On the day she sold Third Sister, my mother personally sent her to Zhang Dahu's house.

Although he was still young at the time, only three years old, he was already wise and wise.

That night, he heard the third sister crying secretly. He went up to ask the third sister what was wrong, but the third sister didn't say anything and just kept touching his little head.

The next day, the third sister went out with her mother. When she came back, she only saw her mother. After that, she never saw the third sister at home again.

He learned about the third sister being sold from his second brother.

In those days, the second brother became very irritable, like an angry bull.

I didn't know how many unpleasant words I said to my mother's room, but in the end, I was whipped.

"Sangua, have you forgotten what mother told you before? Mother doesn't remember many things in the past."

Sangua was a little dazed, looked up at her mother, and then nodded.

In the past five years, Sangua and his eldest brother went to visit the third sister several times.

Mainly I was worried that the third sister would be bullied. She looked so weak and could be bullied, so I felt relieved after seeing that the other party was okay.

However, as a mother, in the past five years, I have not even visited Zhang's house to visit the third sister.

Sometimes the eldest brother will say that their mother is a cold-blooded, cruel and cruel bad woman.

In the past, it was indeed.

And now, she is his ideal mother.

If possible, he hoped that the old one would never come back.

Even if the person in front of him is not his biological mother, he is still willing to give up the previous one and recognize the mother in front of him who even looks at him with gentle eyes!

"Silly boy, what are you thinking about? Why don't you hurry up and lead the way?" Ding Xiang smiled and pushed the stunned Sangua. What happened to this boy today?

This is a busy city, but the place where Zhang Dahu's family lives is relatively quiet and is still some distance away from here.

After walking for about half an hour, the mother and son finally arrived at the door of Zhang Dahu's house.

Ding Xiang looked at the magnificent mansion in front of her, feeling a little yearning in her heart.

In fact, Ding Xiang also discovered that this area seemed to be a wealthy area, and they had just passed five or six such large houses.

Each one is very grand, with red painted doors and two stone lions squatting on the left and right sides.

Sangua looked at the big house in front of him and was a little surprised. He sighed in his heart that this house is so big and beautiful.

In the village, Li Zheng's house is a brick house with large tiles. It is unique and many people are envious of it.

Of course, so was he in the past.

Only then did he realize how much of a fool he had been before.

Compared with the big house, Li Zheng's big blue brick house with tiles is nothing at all.

"Who are you looking for?"

As soon as the mother and son went up the steps, the gatekeeper came out to stop them, but his tone was quite friendly and he didn't look down on them because of their poor clothes.

In fact, we are all at the bottom, and no one is nobler than anyone else, so why should we put our eyes on the top of our heads?

A smile appeared on Ding Xiang's face and she whispered softly: "I'm here to find my daughter. She works as a maid in the house."

"If you are looking for a maid, go to the back door."

Ding Xiang was stunned. Good guy, a wealthy family is indeed a wealthy family. She didn't deserve to enter through the front door.

Although Sangua is smart, he still doesn't understand some etiquette, so he doesn't feel embarrassed at the moment.

In fact, this phenomenon was common in ancient times. The hierarchical system has always been very strict, just like a thunder pool, and no one can cross even half a step.

If a person wants to be respected, the first thing he needs to do is to improve his status.

Since I have a low status, I can't complain about being looked down upon and ignored by others.

Ding Xiang is a modern person, and has always been accustomed to everyone being equal. She felt very unhappy when she was suddenly so neglected.

Try to tell yourself that you should do as the Romans do and learn to keep your head down in this hierarchical society.

So, after thanking the gatekeeper, she took Sangua to the back door.

The person who received her at the back door was an old woman with a sharp and mean look on her face, which made her difficult to get along with at first glance.

When the woman heard that she was looking for a maid, she rested her body against the wall, and then slowly extended her palm towards Ding Xiang.

With the palm facing up, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Ding Xiang's face turned dark immediately. If this unruly woman didn't give her any favors today, it seemed she would never see her daughter again.

She couldn't lose her temper, she had to be patient. She had to bow her head when she was under the roof.

She can't make trouble or cause trouble to Huajiao.

Ding Xiang adjusted her breathing, took out a string of copper plates, and forced a smile.

"Excuse me, madam, for these trivial things, I'd like to treat you to tea."

The old woman tossed the coin in her hand and said with satisfaction: "Just wait."

After having a relationship for a long time, she couldn't even get in through the back door.
Chapter completed!