It is common for Wang Shuan to be beaten and scolded. His stepmother would beat her if she was in a bad mood. He would beat her if she lost money when playing cards. He would beat her even when quarreling with men. It was necessary to beat her while beating, just like smoking and drinking. Old women in their forties and fifties had no technical means to beat people. They just pulled their hair and slapped them in the face. There were endless ways to curse people. A mouth was dirtier than a gutter, and people who were a little more fragile could not stand it.

"If you lose money, you will steal money from your family..." The stepmother cursed and beat her for a while, and was so tired that she was panting. Wang Shuan's hair was strong and he couldn't even pull his hair. He had thick skin and flesh, and his hands hurt. This child was as good as anyone.

Wang Shuan has become accustomed to it and has developed a skill of invulnerability. All swear words are automatically filtered. After the stepmother finishes her job, she will still work and clean up the guys' business. This store is rented in different periods, only for breakfast, and open a noodle shop for other families in the afternoon.

After packing up her things, Wang Shuan rode a tricycle home and hummed a song on the way. She was very happy today because she met her old friend again in another place. Life was too hard. A little bit of happiness could make her smile all day.

Wang Shun's family of four rented a shanty town near demolition on Liangzhan Road, Yanwu Street. The walls were painted with red paint every few meters. However, I heard that the developer was short of funds and would not move for a year or two. Those who worked in night market food stalls, small business deals, and those who collected rags gathered here. On one side of the yard were piled with waste paper shells and beverage bottles, and on the other side were pickled meats that were unknown and grilled sausages produced by underground processing plants. The air was filled with strange smell.

The house is very small, with only two rooms. Wang Shuan's father and stepmother live in the inner room, and the stepmother's son live in the outer room. Wang Shuan can only set up a shop in the inner room and draw a curtain to cover privacy. The slum is a five-minute walk from the public toilet. Many people are too lazy to walk, so they use spittoons to solve their urine and fall into the sewer at the door. The slum is crowded with eyes and many inconveniences. Wang Shuan misses his days in the countryside very much. The sky is high and the wilderness is wide, and the smell of grass is a pity that grandma has passed away, and she can never go back.

Originally, both of their parents were working in Guangdong, but one day, my father came back with an urn. When my mother left, she was still alive, but she turned into a box of dust. After her grandmother left, she left. Wang Shuan was alone and could only drop out of school and come to work in the city with her father. Her father set up a family and lived with a woman named Peng Yuhong. Her stepmother was also widowed. She had a son who was over 20 years old and was idle and idle. She would occasionally look at Wang Shuan terrified, which made her very scared. But her father was confused all day long and knew that he would drink and didn't care about his daughter at all.
Chapter completed!