Hearing this long-lost name, Jiang Manman's hair stood on end. All the bad memories came back to her mind, making her want to vomit.

The Zhou family's children all knew what was going on, and were shocked to see this shameless man coming again.

Erbao yelled, "How can you be so shameless? Sister Manman belongs to our family. She has signed a death contract with us. Leave, leave quickly, or I'll get someone to beat you up."

Erbao has grown very strong now, standing there with a bulging belly, completely different from the timid nephew in her memory.

But Qian Zhaodi was holding onto her last straw, so how could she let it go easily?

"You, you can't talk to your aunt like that. I can't live any longer, so I beg her to give me a bite of food. Look at me, I have no clothes to wear, no place to live, no food to eat, and I can only beg for food. She is a piece of flesh that fell from my body, why can't she give me a bite of food?"

If most people in the village didn't know what happened at that time, they would really think that Jiang Manman was an extremely unfilial person.

Those newly married wives, such as Zhang Xiaohua, who didn't know what was going on, would also have someone tell them what happened.

In short, our Manman did nothing wrong. It was the mother who made it clear that she didn't want her own daughter anymore and wanted to sell her.

She made those young wives angry several times. How could such a mother have the nerve to come to her daughter? She might as well die out there.

Naturally, Qian Zhaodi would not think so. If she had a little shame and guilt, she would not be here today, crying and asking her thirteen-year-old daughter to support her.

If it were the Jiang Pandi from the past, she might really feel that she was unfilial and would be moved by her mother’s pitiful appearance, but now she is no longer Jiang Pandi, but Jiang Manman.

She is Jiang Manman, who has been educated, can write, calculate, and compose poetry. She is the girl who was healed and well protected by her aunt's family.

No matter how she cried and shouted, Jiang Manman remained unmoved.

Until Qian Zhaodi saw that her crying was of no use and was about to hit Jiang Manman, she took action, grabbed Qian Zhaodi's thin arm, and swung it hard. How could that man who had not even eaten a full meal be a match for her who practiced martial arts every day? She threw him to the ground in one go.

"According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, if a slave who has signed a death contract wants to be redeemed, his family needs to pay ten times the ransom. Back then, my aunt bought me for thirty taels. So you can give me three hundred taels and redeem me. I will follow you and support you."

Forget about the three hundred taels. She didn't even have a penny. What's the point of talking about ransom? We're a family. Why would we need a ransom?

Besides, what does it matter if you ask your daughter to support you or redeem her? Seeing her daughter look completely different from before, she was a little scared, but no matter how scared she was, it couldn't beat the fact that she was almost starving to death.

"Three hundred taels, even if you sell me I won't even have three hundred taels, I just beg you to give me a bowl of rice, but you won't give me anything? Do you really want to watch me die?"

Jiang Manman spoke calmly, with a casual smile on her face. She was as noble as a goddess, and slowly said what she had always wanted to say.

"Yes, I hope you die every day. You gave birth to me but didn't raise me. You gave birth to me but treated me like an animal. You gave birth to me but didn't love me. You gave birth to me but wanted to push me into the fire pit. A loving mother makes a filial son. A loving mother makes a filial son. In the future, I will be filial to my aunt, who is also my master. Who are you? I just hope you die, Qian Zhaodi, why don't you die?"

Qian Zhaodi felt as if he was struck by lightning. Girls, girls are just money-losing goods. His parents and brothers all said so. Men are the heads of the family and they need to carry on the family line.

Girls are born to get married, and they are destined to belong to another family.

Being raised by the family is already a great favor, so what is love and care? She doesn't understand, because that's how she grew up.

But now, can this daughter of his who seems like a god still be so dazzling? Looking at himself in ragged clothes, who would believe if he told others that she is his biological daughter?

But, but how could she hope for her own death? Obviously, it was not her, nor her child, who should die.

It was her, right? Why could she live so well? Why?

She was heartbroken when Goudan died, because there was no one to take care of her in her old age.

The bungee jumping string in her head suddenly broke, her head felt dizzy, and everything she saw was spinning.

She suddenly hated her, hated that she had a good life, hated how she could live so confidently. She should have lived like her, why did she become like this now?

His eyes suddenly became like those of a venomous snake, and his words were also poisonous: "Haha, I die? You are the one who deserves to die? Why did your brother die? At that time, I wished you were dead. You are a jinx. If you live a good life, it will be a jinx for your father, your brother, and me. You are a jinx. Whoever marries you will never have a good life in this life."

Being called a jinx by her own mother in front of so many people, in this day and age where etiquette is so important, once this rumor got out, it would be really difficult for Jiang Manman to get married. Once she believed the rumor, how could Jiang Manman get married?

Zhou Rongrong was about to step forward and slap the crazy woman twice, but was stopped by Dabao.

"Mom, don't worry, Sister Manman won't be bullied."

But Zhou Rongrong was still nervous. Jiang Manman was now as brave and resolute as a general in armor going to the battlefield.

The expression on his face didn't change at all. He just watched her go crazy, as if the person who said these things was just a stranger who couldn't hurt her at all.

She did not forget to give Zhou Rongrong a reassuring look. She squatted down and looked at Qian Zhaodi at eye level. There was no trace of anger in her eyes, and her scarlet lips opened and closed as she spoke.

"So, you're jealous of me? That's pathetic."

These words were like countless needles piercing Qian Zhaodi's heart. She cried silently, and she looked so pitiful.

An aunt who came to watch the fun couldn't help but stand up and say, "Manman, how could you do this? After all, she is your mother."

"Bah, how can she be considered Manman's biological mother?" The person who spoke was Li Zhenglin, who had been in the Zhou family for a long time and had heard some things about Manman. After all, gossip always spreads very quickly in the village.

"Aunt, if you feel sorry for her, just let her go back with you and give her a bite to eat. You are so kind, but why don't you treat your wife better? Why don't you donate all your money to her? Tsk tsk tsk, how about I go to the Jimin Temple in the county and ask the Buddhist beads in the main hall to stand up so you can sit there?"

The aunt's face turned red and she stammered, "It is natural to be filial to your parents. How, how can you be so unfilial?"

Jiang Manman is a girl with a good relationship with people in the village, and people in the village all stood up to support her.

"You know nothing. I gave you a mouth just for you to talk nonsense, right?"

"That's right. Our Manman finally had a good life, and this bitch came here. She's trying to rely on our Manman. Why doesn't she ask her bastard to support her? Bah, you two are so shameless."

Uncle Zhou also said, "Qian, you were expelled from our Dashan Village family tree. You are no longer a member of our Dashan Village. At that time, we also wrote a letter to sever our relationship. What are you doing here today?"

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