Chapter 1283 True and Fake Daughter of Gold (1)
In the small, smelly room, a wrinkled, older-looking woman stood in front of a small bed.
She held a bowl of rice in her hand, topped with green peppers and shredded pork.
The woman looked at the person on the small bed, her face slightly worried, but more of a fear...
In the end, the woman reluctantly placed the bowl of rice on the dirty table next to her, turned back step by step, and left the room, slowly closing the door.
Squeak——
The sound of the door closing was harsh and unpleasant.
Until the sound disappeared, the person lying on the bed slowly sat up.
Chuzheng scanned the room. The room was very small. Apart from the bed she was lying on and a simple cloth wardrobe, there was only a table with bowls on it.
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To sum up the story of this original owner, it is probably a misplaced life.
In an accident, the original owner was injured and needed a blood transfusion, but found that the blood type did not match theirs. Only then did they realize that they were carrying the wrong child.
The Du family found the hospital, but due to the conditions at the time, they searched for more than a year and finally found their biological flesh and blood. They kept this matter from the original owner and did not tell her until the end.
The Du family asked for their children to be exchanged.
The miscarriage was just an accident, and the two children each returned to their biological parents.
Originally, if we changed things back, everyone would live their own lives, and that would be fine.
But the original owner was in the same school as that girl, and that girl used to be a school bully in school.
The girl feels that the original owner has taken over her life, enjoying the love of her parents and enjoying everything that should be hers.
So she made things difficult for her in school and made her look embarrassed.
When the original owner wasn't paying attention, he took a video of her making a fool of herself and showed it to people in the school.
They forced the original owner to kneel down and so on... In short, the original owner was treated very badly. Later, one time, they took the original owner to the abandoned rooftop and humiliated him.
The rooftop fell into disrepair and the original owner lost his footing and died.
But nothing happened to that girl.
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Today is the second day after the original owner was taken back to his biological parents' home.
The original owner had been raised by the Du family for more than ten years. The Du family had opened a small company of their own. He was not a top rich man, but he was well clothed and well-fed. He had everything he wanted.
When I returned to my biological parents, I didn't have anything to ask for at home. Last night I was so frightened by cockroaches that I couldn't sleep a wink all night. The environment here made the original owner almost collapse.
The original owner didn't know the suffering in the world, and she never knew that someone could be so poor - her biological parents.
The original owner didn't leave the room all day. The woman just now was the original owner's biological mother.
The original owner hasn't eaten anything since he came back here.
Chuzheng felt very hungry...
She glanced at the bowl of rice. The bowl and chopsticks were both new.
The original owner was brought back yesterday, and her biological parents immediately cooked a table of dishes for her.
The original owner, who had seen such an environment, found that the dishes and chopsticks used to serve the food were all dirty, and was even more devastated, not even taking a bite.
I went back to this small room and stayed until night...I was tortured by cockroaches all night again.
The original owner's reaction is considered normal. After all, she used to be a pampered little princess. The gap is suddenly so big that no one can accept it.
Chuzheng finished her meal and went out with her bowl.
The space outside is not big, not much bigger than her house.
There was no one in the house, so he probably went out.
The original owner's father had limited legs and feet and could not do heavy work. He could only shine shoes outside every day.
My mother also had little knowledge and could only do odd jobs. When she couldn't find a job, she would pick up garbage and sell it.
Most of the money was used to send her children to school. Unfortunately, the other party always complained that they were incompetent and allowed her to live in such an environment.
Chuzheng took the bowl into the kitchen and washed it. Chuzheng found it difficult to turn around in this kitchen.
Chuzheng returned to the small room.
The bastard gave her a mission to go out and buy daily necessities.
Tens of thousands of sheets...
Chuzheng: "..."
Chuzheng felt that the bastard was simply sick.
Have you ever asked someone about their wishes for sheets?
[Miss, do you want to sleep in such an environment? 】
Why don't you just let me buy a house.
[Little sister, we must spend money according to local conditions, not blindly. 】
Chuzheng: "..."
hehe!
Chuzheng left the house. Outside was a corridor with doors next to it.
The corridors were piled with things from various households, making them very messy and crowded.
The cement floor has long been pitted, and the walls have been graffitied, with black, yellow, and white mixed into a masterpiece.
This is a tube building.
There are at least a dozen households on the first floor, connected by a corridor that goes straight to the end.
All the buildings outside had a sense of decay. Fortunately, the sky was clear, and although the environment was not very good, it did not seem depressing.
Chuzheng went downstairs to leave. There were many people sitting outside. When she went out, someone pointed at her.
"Is this the girl from the Yan family who was replaced?"
"It's just different from the girls in our movies. Look at this dress..."
"I don't know if I will get used to it when I come back here."
"I live in that big house, and who can get used to it when I suddenly move here? I don't think this girl will stay long."
In this case, the original owner had already heard it once when he came.
People who live at the bottom like nothing more than gossiping about other people's affairs as a way to spice up their lives. If something happens to any family, it can spread throughout the ten miles radius in half a day.
Chu Zheng put her hands into her trouser pockets, but she couldn't find the pockets after groping for a long time.
Chuzheng froze for a moment, then hung down naturally, and left calmly under the gossipy eyes of this group of people.
Go buy a pair of pants with pockets first!
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When Chuzheng returned with her things, it was already dinner time, and the whole building was filled with various fragrances.
The doors of every house are open, either cooking, helping children with homework, or doing laundry... The corridors, which are not spacious in the first place, are even more crowded.
Chuzheng walked through the corridor, still carrying things in her hands, and struggled to overcome many obstacles before finally reaching the original owner's parents' house.
It's so hard to go home.
The door was open, and as soon as Chuzheng entered, she saw a man sitting in the corner. He was hunched over and smoking a cigarette, with a sad look on his face.
As soon as the light at the door dimmed, the man raised his head. The next moment he became embarrassed. He hurriedly put out the cigarette and stood up awkwardly: "You...are you back?"
Yan's mother in the kitchen heard the sound, came out with a spatula, and tried her best to smile at Chuzheng: "I'm back."
When they came back, they found Chuzheng not in the room and thought she was gone.
Later, they found that her schoolbag was still there, and her student ID card and ID card were also inside. They didn't take these things away. They thought she should go out for some fresh air.
Chuzheng said coldly: "Go out and buy something."
Father Yan limped over and took the things from Chu Zheng's hand: "What do you want, tell dad...just tell me, and I'll buy it for you."
The original owner did not change his words, and they all seemed cautious when speaking.
