"San'er, you first go to the village to wait for your father and ask him not to go back to his old house." Mrs. Lin's eyes were red. Today, Boss Yan went to see his legs, but Ms. Chen happened to avoid them.

Selling her daughter and driving her out of the house were all calculated.

The years of calamity are difficult, and the old house has given up on them.

It's useless to ask.

There was a dilapidated house at the end of the village, which could barely provide shelter from the wind and rain, so Mrs. Lin moved there with her children.

Seeing the ruins of the wall, several people felt heavy-hearted.

"Have you stopped wanting us for a long time?" the third child cried, clutching the corner of her mother's clothes tightly, her eyes filled with fear.

"It's all my mother's dissatisfaction and I can't protect you."

When she insisted on following Yan Hansheng, she had already lost contact with her parents' family, and now she didn't even have a place to borrow food.

Who knows whether the life lent out is the life of a family member?

Mrs. Lin cried while holding her child.

The family is destitute, penniless, and there is a severe drought for three years. Is this really the only way to die?


Chapter completed!