Capítulo 1466: Chapter 1466: Zhao Di Side Story
The adults said that these people would take the children away to the big cities outside the village to beg for money.
Back then, I was very small. Even though my family was poor, we didn’t have enough to eat, and I was beaten and scolded all the ti, I didn’t think about leaving this broken ho to beco a beggar. Like everyone else, we looked down on beggars.
When strangers ca to our ho, Grandpa and Grandma called out and my three sisters. Being the youngest and unable to fight for food, I was skinny and short. After seeing , the strangers shook their heads, saying I looked like I wouldn’t live long, and they didn’t want .
I felt particularly happy then. Them not wanting ant I could stay in this ho. I even thought if they could take all my sisters away, then there would be no one to compete with for food!
But I was unprepared. I didn’t want to leave this ho, and neither did my three sisters.
I was pushed out, listening to my eldest sister’s eloquent words as she told them how my skinniness and shortness could help them earn more money. She told them it wasn’t because I was sick or hard to raise, just because our family was poor and I was young.
It was the first ti I realized the fierce eldest sister actually had such good eloquence. She also told them I was the youngest and had the smallest courage, so buying was the most cost-effective choice because I was timid and obedient and absolutely wouldn’t run away; but for those older ones, it was different. They were older, wild, and hard to manage.
Then, my eldest sister also told Grandpa and Grandma she had been raised in the house for so many years and was soon going to be betrothed. Once betrothed, the family could have more money, so selling her wouldn’t be cost-effective for the family.
Naturally, I, the youngest, beca the one to leave ho.
Together with , several children around my age left that ho. Along the way, they were crying, but I was always thinking, why did my eldest sister’s words make so much sense?
It was these sensible words from my eldest sister that made the only child sold from my ho, who could have originally stayed.
This was also the first ti in my life that I stepped out of this impoverished village, and with this departure, I learned a word: hate. And the person I hated the most was Daddy Tie and that father who happily took the money.
Just like the result I heard from the adults, I went from being a child from a poor ho, unable to have enough to eat or wear, to being a slly beggar, still unable to have enough food or wear, and beaten full of wounds for not making enough money.
I will always rember the scene when I stretched out my dirty hand for money and ended up with a handful of thick phlegm, never forgetting.
I also rember when “Old Dad” swung a stick at , scolding for being useless and eating for free, the stick being thicker than my arm, miraculously not beating to death.
Later, in order to eat enough and avoid being beaten, I gradually learned how to beg for money, how to read people’s expressions, and also how to use words to win “Old Dad’s” favor.
In front of Old Dad, I was articulate and the only child who exerted effort to make him happy. Old Dad taught many tricks to read people and how to beg for more money.
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