679. Chapter 679 Family love is as thin as paper 2
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However, the second aunt guarded her like a thief, and secretly gave her things to her children. She only gave Yang Zimei leftovers to eat, and was treated like a dog. She was only six years old, and she was also required to light a fire, chop wood, and feed the pigs.
If she didn't like the menial tasks such as washing and sweeping the floor, she would be beaten or scolded, and she would be called a loser who was just a freeloader.
Yang Zimei suffered a lot of grievances and sometimes complained to her second uncle. Although his second uncle felt sorry for his little niece, he had been oppressed by his strong wife all his life. He could only smoke suffocating cigarettes to make her endure.
She stayed there for about a month. After her second aunt beat her severely and deprived her of food, she had to cut a pile of firewood to come back. She couldn't bear it anymore, so she stole a few steamed buns and left quietly in the city.
Wandered away.
Wandering around the city, being looked down upon, suffered a lot, and lived a life without a meal. He even often stayed behind the kitchen of the hotel and stole other people's leftovers.
Once she was caught eating and was thrown out of the street. She was in so much pain that she happened to meet her uncle who came to the city for business. She hugged her legs and begged him to buy her some bread.
The uncle only bought her a piece of bread and left in a hurry, ignoring her.
At that time, she understood that she had truly become a complete orphan. In addition to not having grandparents or parents, she had no relatives in this world.
In this life, although she avoided the tragedy of the previous life, her low-key mother was always disliked and heartbroken every time she came to her parents' home.
Although her brothers and sisters are so snobbish, the kind-hearted Huang Xiuli still thinks about her parents' family and herself, and she doesn't care about past grudges and prepares gifts in big and small bags without leaving the floor.
Seeing her mother like this, Yang Zimei understood her feelings, sighed, and carried her things down.
Sadako saw them coming downstairs and hurriedly stepped forward to take the things and put them in the trunk of the car.
"Niuniu, who is she?"
Huang Xiuli asked suspiciously when she saw that Sadako's hair was exactly the same as her daughter's. At first glance, she looked somewhat similar to Sadako.
"It's the maid Sadako I picked up."
Yang Zimei introduced.
Sadako hurriedly bowed to Huang Xiuli and nodded, "Hello, mistress!"
Huang Xiuli was startled when she heard her mistress' call. It took her a long time to react, and she hurriedly waved her hands and said, "Call me aunt."
Sadako looked at Yang Zimei.
"Just call me Auntie."
Yang Zimei nodded to avoid her mother being awkward.
"Hello, aunt."
Sadako had a sweet and sweet voice, and she was good-looking. More importantly, she was very similar to her daughter, so Huang Xiuli was very fond of her.
After all the things were loaded, Yang Zimei asked her mother to sit in the back seat of the car for safety reasons.
Originally, she wanted Sadako to accompany her and chat in the back, but she was afraid that her yin energy would invade her mother, so she let Sadako sit in the passenger seat.
"Niuniu, are you driving?"
Huang Xiuli always thought that the driver would be Sadako, but she never expected that it was her daughter. However, she had never seen Yang Zimei drive a car before, so she was frightened.
"Well, Mom, it's okay. My driving skills are very good."
Yang Zimei comforted.
"But you are only fifteen years old. Driving as a minor will be dangerous and you will be caught." Huang Xiuli said anxiously.
"Not afraid."
If she really encountered the traffic police checking her car, she would have used a blind method.
"Auntie, it's okay. Master will do a good job."
Sadako turned around to comfort Huang Xiuli.
I don't know if it was because Sadako was older and could speak more convincingly. After hearing what she said, Huang Xiuli's uneasiness disappeared and she sat quietly in the back of the car.
She had never been in such a nice car in her life. Although she felt a little cramped, she was also slightly excited.
What I was thinking in my mind was that if my parents saw their daughter driving back in such a car, they would stop spying on me and look down on me.