Changzheng Village, in the main hall of a house with earth-tile tiles.
The middle-aged woman put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows, pointing at the four-year-old girl in front of her and spitting: "When you go to your new home, you will have a father and a mother. They will buy you dolls, snacks, nice skirts, and food.
If you don’t want to go for a drink and have fun, are you stupid?”
The little girl drooped her little head and shook her head slightly.
The middle-aged woman stretched out her hand and poked the little girl on the forehead: "If you don't speak, are you mute?"
The little girl was stabbed and staggered back half a step, almost losing her balance.
She slowly raised her head, the tip of her nose was red, and whispered: "Auntie..."
"Stop shouting, I'm not your aunt!"
This aunt's voice did not arouse any pity from the middle-aged woman. Instead, she frowned and said: "You little bitch with unknown origins. Now that Lin Manlin is dead, either you go back to where you came from, or you go to that show."
Make us money."
The little girl bit her lip tightly, scared and at a loss.
Her name is Duan Duan. She was thrown into a trash can as a newborn four years ago. She was rescued by a kind homeless man and later sent to an orphanage.
When Duan Duan was one year old, Lin Manlin adopted Duan Duan from the orphanage. She thought that having a new home would be the beginning of a good life, but it didn't last long. On Duan Duan's fourth birthday, Lin Manlin went out to buy a cake for Duan Duan.
He died in a car accident on the road!
Duanduan became an orphan once again.
The woman in front of her, whom Duan Duan calls her aunt, is Qiu Qing, Lin Manlin's sister-in-law. After Lin Manlin's death, Duanduan was temporarily raised by Lin Manlin's brother and sister-in-law.
It has only been less than a month now, and Qiu Qing can no longer tolerate Duan Duan.
She often abused Duan Duan when Lin Xiangzhong was not at home, and now there are traces of bruises all over Duan Duan's body.
"Why are you crying? You are such a loser. You have conquered Lin Manlin to death and you still want to conquer our family? I tell you, there is no way!" Qiu Qing said, getting more and more angry, and reached out to twist Duanduan's arm.
Duanduan was in pain, but she didn't dare to cry out.
He had to bite his lip tightly to prevent himself from crying, otherwise he would be beaten even more roughly by Qiu Qing.
At this moment, Lin Xiangzhong walked in. He asked impatiently: "What are you doing again?"
Qiu Qing looked up and saw that her man was back. She immediately put away her hands and walked over: "Old Lin, why are you back so early today?"
Lin Xiangzhong looked unhappy at Qiu Qing: "Hit her again?"
Qiu Qing smiled and said no: "No, I'm just teasing Duanduan."
Although Lin Xiangzhong has always turned a blind eye to Qiu Qing's harsh treatment, he still can't go too far on the surface.
"Don't hit her all the time, she's still so young." This tone sounded like concern, but the next sentence revealed Lin Xiangzhong's true attitude: "How can a child compare with an adult? If he can't stand the torture and kills you, you
I’m going to have to sit down.”
Qiu Qing hurriedly responded: "I know, I know."
Lin Xiangzhong glanced at Duanduan standing in the corner.
Duanduan was afraid of that face, and her body instinctively shrank back. Even though she was scared, she still whispered: "Uncle..."
"Yeah." Lin Xiangzhong responded perfunctorily.
Lin Xiangzhong has loved his sister Lin Manlin very much since she was a child. He neither supports nor objects to Lin Manlin's adoption of Duanduan.
But later, Lin Manlin died in a car accident while celebrating Duan Duan's birthday, which became a thorn in Lin Xiangzhong's heart.
So Lin Xiangzhong doesn't have a good attitude towards Duan Duan now.
Qiu Qing took advantage of this moment to mention to Lin Xiangzhong that the program team had found him. Lin Xiangzhong frowned after hearing this: "Is that program real or fake?"
Qiu Qing: "I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, the director said that he would be given a participation fee of 200,000 yuan. After recording the show, Duanduan might be adopted by those people and the chance of being sent back is very small."
Two hundred thousand...
Two hundred thousand is not a small amount for ordinary rural families.
Lin Xiangzhong is not jealous of money. If he can send Duan Duan away in a better way, that would of course be the best.
He walked up to Duanduan and said, "Duanduan, you heard what your aunt said just now, right?"
Duanduan rubbed his little arm that was pinched by Qiu Qing just now, and looked at Lin Xiangzhong timidly.
Lin Xiangzhong ignored Duan Duan's fear: "Don't blame us for sending you away. It was just because we celebrated your birthday that Man Lin suffered a car accident. It was you who killed Man Lin. They all said you were a disaster from heaven.
You were abandoned as soon as you were born. When I see you now, I think of Man Lin lying in a pool of blood. It was you who killed Man Lin."
Duanduan shook his head aggrievedly: "It's not because of Duanduan... no..."
It was a stranger who tricked Manlin's mother out, and Manlin's mother had a car accident...
She also heard the police uncle say that someone deliberately harmed Manlin's mother...
But my uncle, aunt, and many, many people all blamed Duanduanke for the death of Manlin’s mother...
"Enough!"
Lin Xiangzhong didn't want to hear these meaningless words from a child, and said angrily: "Now I give you two choices. One is that we send you back to the orphanage, and you wait for a new pair of parents to adopt you; the other is to go on a show, and you go
Choose new parents there and live a good life."
There were tears in Duan Duan's eyes, and she shook her head hard: "Uncle, please don't send Duan Duan away. Duan Duan will be good and obedient..."
Lin Xiangzhong snorted: "If you don't want to choose, then don't have dinner tonight, just go hungry."
Early the next morning.
The car sent by the "Ideal Family" program team parked at the gate of Lin Xiangzhong.
Three people got out of the car: Zhou An, the deputy director of the variety show, his assistant Cheng Jin, and a photographer.
Qiu Qing warmly greeted the three of them to sit down: "Sit down for a while, three bosses, and I'll pour you a cup of hot water."
Zhou An waved his hand and said, "I won't sit down anymore. We are in a hurry. We have to turn on the phone at ten o'clock. Let's call that child out."
"Director Zhou, the child is out." The assistant looked at Duanduan who came out and said.
Zhou An turned around after hearing this.
Nearby, I saw a girl standing there with a little brown bear in her arms.
The little girl looks dull and dull.
Perhaps she had just woken up and hadn't washed herself yet. Her hair, which was longer than her neck, was a mess, and her little face was gray, like a dirty little cat.
At this time, the little girl was curiously looking at the people in the room. Every face made her feel strange and uneasy. She hugged tightly the brown bear, the only thing that could give her a sense of security.
"You are Duanduan, right?"
Zhou An came over and asked. He has dealt with children a lot and knows what kind of tone and expression are easiest to use to communicate with children.
Duanduan hugged the brown bear doll tightly in her arms and said in a timid voice, "Yeah."
"How old are you?" Zhou An asked.
Looking into each other's eyes, Duanduan seemed to be able to sense that the uncle in front of her had no ill intentions towards her. She murmured in reply: "Duanduan is four years old."
