I sold grilled fish in the 70s!

At this moment, Uncle Fu reappeared before everyone, holding a floral dress and speaking respectfully.

Young Master, here is the floral dress you requested. Shall we have Miss Zhuzhu put it on right away?

Mu Wang immediately took the floral dress from Uncle Fu's hands and was about to help Bingying put it on when Bingying slapped the dress onto the floor.

Seemingly to vent her anger, Bingying stomped her little feet on the floral dress and rubbed them forcefully on the floor. Seeing this, Zhuzhu quickly squatted down, intending to pick up the floral dress Bingying was stepping on, but unexpectedly, Bingying suddenly lifted her foot and stomped hard on the back of Zhuzhu's hand, causing Zhuzhu to burst into tears from the pain.

Seeing Zhuzhu crying in front of him, Bingying felt very happy. Because in Bingying's heart, he always believed that it was because of Zhuzhu that his biological parents had sent her to the Xiao family as a child bride.

Mu Long quickly put down the kitten he was holding and ran to Zhu Zhu's side. He squatted down and took Zhu Zhu's little hands in front of him to examine them carefully.

A trickle of blood oozed from Zhuzhu's little hand, which pained Mulong greatly. Just as he was about to reprimand Bingying, he remembered that the little girl standing before him was his eldest brother's second daughter.

It might be inappropriate for me to reprimand her, especially since she was the girl my elder brother gave away!

Uncle Fu, do we have any iodine or band-aids at home? If so, please fetch them for me.

When Zhuzhu heard Mulong instruct Uncle Fu to fetch a band-aid, she knew what her uncle was up to. So she shook her head at Mulong and whispered, "It's alright! Just wipe it with tissue paper."

Just as Mu Long was about to say something to Zhu Zhu, Bing Ying interrupted him.

Haha! Are you all blind? Didn't you see I'm wearing clothes?

Zhuzhu felt terrible looking at the floral dress that Bingying had knocked to the ground! She never knew that her second sister would hate their family so much.

In her previous life, our second sister was always seen as a proper, generous, and considerate person. She rarely lost her temper because Father and Yiyao had given her to the Xiao family as a child bride. In fact, when Jianmei and Yiyao were bedridden, she would often help them clean themselves, wash their hair, and bathe. We are always grateful for this.

Although our second sister was given away to someone else when she was young, in our previous life we ​​could truly feel that she was wholeheartedly good to us.

For some unknown reason, two years after Jianmei's death, the relationship between the second sister's son and Rousha gradually became strained.

To maintain her relationship with Rousa, the second sister always liked to mention how much she had done for Jianmei when she was alive. Her aim was to make Rousa remember the good she had done for her and not be angry with her because of her momentary bad behavior.

But perhaps the little girl was truly heartbroken by her second sister, because from then on she never treated her second sister with the same sincerity as before.

Sometimes they either argue fiercely in the group chat or block each other on WeChat! We're caught in the middle, feeling incredibly awkward. We always tell our little girl to be sensible, to learn to be tolerant of her elders, and not to have any conflicts with her aunt.

But they forgot how respectful the little girl used to be to her second sister! Whenever the little girl and her second sister met, the little girl would always tug at her side, always acting in a fawning manner. The second sister would often joke with her, "Why are you always trying to please me?"

The little girl was a proud and arrogant fellow. Upon hearing her second sister say those words, she turned and left without looking back. But the next time, she would greet her second sister with a smile, just like last time.

The second sister always seemed to harbor endless resentment towards the little girl! She would always verbally abuse her. The second sister gave the impression of being a hedgehog covered in thorns.

If anyone gets too close to her, she will unconsciously raise her thorns to hurt the person who tries to get close to her.

Meow! Meow!

Two meows pulled me back from the deepest recesses of my memory. Looking down, I saw Little Hibiscus squatting beside me. Out of habit, I knelt down and hugged the adorable kitten into my arms.

Just as I was about to gently stroke Xiao Furong's head, I inadvertently saw Bingying staring at Xiao Furong with a fierce look.

Haha! The Yang residence is truly magnificent! Even the clothes for the little pet are extraordinary!

Upon hearing Bingying say this, Longzhen stepped forward, grabbed Bingying's hand, and shook her head, signaling her not to continue.

Suddenly, a bad memory flooded Bingying's mind: one night, a group of bandits surrounded Bingying's house with torches. One of the men, dressed in black, respectfully questioned a man wearing a golden mask.

We've already found out that your second daughter lives in this thatched hut. Should I send someone to burn this dilapidated hut down? That way, we can help you remove a stain on your life.

Bingying was so scared that she couldn't sleep because no one was home. She overheard a conversation between a man in black and another person. Mistaking it for her own father coming to visit, she was overjoyed and ran barefoot to the door.

There were many people dressed in plain black clothes, each holding a torch, standing neatly in front of her door. Just as she was about to happily run to her father, she heard a shout.

At a command, all the men in black threw the torches they were holding onto their thatched huts. The huts instantly burst into flames, and these fires also burned away all of Bingying's longing for her father and Yiyao.

Why do you hate me so much? If that's the case, why did you even give birth to me? A seed of hatred was thus planted deep in Bingying's heart, quietly taking root and sprouting.

When her thatched hut was set on fire, she hid in the shadows and watched. She saw a man in fine clothes wearing a gold ring on his middle finger. The ring was very special; it was surrounded by a band of tiny diamonds, each the size of a grain of rice. In the firelight, it was dazzlingly bright.