Someone couldn't help but say, "This is your own daughter anyway. You can't speak of her like that."

The woman's face was full of indifference.

Her own daughter?

She is not her daughter!

This girl was given to her by a mysterious woman a long time ago.

The woman also gave her a large sum of money.

At that time, she was happy and treated the girl well.

But later, the money was spent.

The mystery woman also disappeared.

She was less and less patient with the girl.

If the girl did not help her clean up and do her laundry and cooking, she would have thrown the girl away.

"She is not my daughter. I picked her up." The woman said carelessly while playing the mahjong.

The people thought the woman was just joking.

After all, based on what this woman usually did, it's not like she would pick up a girl to raise.

Probably she had hooked up with a man and then gave birth to the girl!

"Zhang Fang, I advise you to be kind to your daughter." Someone said, "I think your daughter is really good. Among the girls of the same age in this community, your daughter is the most understanding and caring."

"Yes, she is also beautiful."

Zhang Fang sneered, "How can you tell she's beautiful at such a young age?"

"Of course I can tell." The person said seriously, "Look, she is a little beauty. It is possible that after she grows up, you will have a good life due to her."

Zhang Fang listened, her heart touched.

Suddenly the appearance of Diudiu crossed her mind.

Fair skin, large and round eyes, thick eyelashes. Even at such a young age, she had a cute nose tip.

A thought suddenly crossed her mind.

Yes!

If she hadn't been reminded, she wouldn't have thought of it.

Not only Diudiu could cook and wash clothes for her, with her beautiful small face, but also she might be useful in the future!

Zhang Fang's eyes immediately flashed a smile with ulterior motives.

...

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Fang was finally too sleepy.

She had been fighting on the mahjong table for dozens of hours in a row.

Zhang Fang went back home.

As soon as she arrived home, she prepared to eat.

Every day, Diudiu would make a meal and set it on the table.

She was too young to reach the kitchen table, and every day she stood on a small bench to cook.

But this time the table was empty.

Zhang Fang was furious.

This little bitch, how dare she not cook for her!

"Diudiu!" Zhang Fang raised her voice.

The voice was deafening.

"Mom." The little girl answered her in a low voice and walked out of the room.

Her eyelashes were lowered, and her big eyes were filled with helplessness and fear.

As if the woman she called her Mom was able to make her whole heart tremble with fear by shouting.

Zhang Fang walked over and twisted Diudiu's ear, "You bitch! I've been playing mahjong for so long and I'm so hungry that you don't cook for me! You want to die, don't you?"

After saying this, Zhang Fang was looking for the wooden stick that she had put in the house to beat Diudiu.

"I haven't beaten you for a long time, so you became naughty, right?"

When Diudiu saw that Zhang Fang was looking for the wooden stick, her face turned white with fear.

She panicked and shouted, "Mom, I didn't cook because you forgot to buy the ingredients."

Zhang Fang's hand, which was about to take the wooden stick, stopped in the mid air.

Only then did she remember.

It seemed that she had forgotten to buy vegetables.

Without ingredients, she really couldn't cook.