"But the nearby villages heard the gossip, and it was spread to ten, and even though it was not true, everyone thought I was a human trafficker. Because Xie Shangyun said that he had a bad life when he was a child, and was abused by my adoptive parents.
My whole family's reputation has been ruined. My adoptive parents were so angry that they were so angry that they spent so much effort to take care of him. Even though they had limited mobility, they had never abused him and would continue to do so.
He takes good care of me."
"I don't understand. How can Xie Shangyun tell lies with his eyes open? Is his conscience safe?"
"From then on, I started to take the path of defending my rights, in order to thank my family for giving me an apology and not slandering me and my adoptive parents."
"My adoptive parents passed away not long ago, and I wanted to ask for an apology. However, how could I, a little ant, succeed in facing the Xie family who are as big as a towering tree?"
After the middle-aged woman said this, tears flowed down her face. She held her face in her hands and said, "Maybe I shouldn't have picked him back up, so that our family can at least live a normal life, instead of being pointed at and scolded even when we die. I
I have obviously educated him in all aspects, but he turns out to be ungrateful. I can’t understand why this is the case.”
After Qian Yan heard this, he felt that this might be the power of genes. In addition, people are driven by profit. One party is the adoptive mother's family who is a burden, and the other party is the rich biological parents. Xie Shangyun is selfish at heart, of course he knows
How to choose what is best for you.
Some people are born rotten.
"What is your wish?"
"Take good care of your adoptive parents. You can't let the Xie family throw dirty water on you again. It would be best if you can teach Xie Shangyun some lessons. The most important thing is to take good care of your adoptive parents and live your own life." The middle-aged woman's eyes were full of longing.
, "Earn money to install the most advanced prosthetics for them and take them to various places."
If she hadn't raised Xie Shangyun, maybe she would have achieved these things.
She was wrong. She was sorry for her adoptive parents and caused them to suffer.
…
Qianyan looked at the people squatting around the stall in front of him. There were men and women, old and young, and small ones. The small ones usually followed the adults.
She looked at the stalls in front of her, which contained hats, shoes, scarves, and sweaters crocheted with wool.
The original owner has a pair of very skillful hands, and the items on the stall in front of him are all beautifully crocheted.
Colors suitable for the elderly should be darker and plainer, colors suitable for young people should be light and mature, and colors suitable for children should be bright and energetic at first glance.
In each area, the price is clearly marked, making it clear at a glance. Of course, this is suitable for people who can read, but those who can't read still need to ask her to know.
The original owner has solved this problem. She put a speaker in the stall, and the recording inside is:
Hats, scarves, and shoes are all hand-crocheted. The price is 35 yuan for adults and 30 yuan for children.
Sweaters are all sixty for adults and forty for children.
Buy three pieces and get a cute little toy for free.
Buy five pieces and get a beautiful bag for free.
The original owner has calculated the cost and found that according to the current economic level and the raw materials for wool, he can still make money by selling it at this price.
The people who made these things belong to the original owner's family. Her adoptive parents had their legs amputated in a car accident and were unable to move, but their hands were fine. Neither of them had time to spare and always wanted to do something.
This chapter has been completed!