Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man

There is a daughter of the dead woman in front of her at home, and Wang Yongmei is getting more and more annoying. The existence of Su Xiaoya is to remind her that she is a house filler. She would rather give away a penny than give away this thorn in the flesh.

"Let me tell you, I'm sorry for you. I didn't find you a messy adoptive parent. I've seen this family. Women don't have children and can't have children. If you go, you will be the only child. They will treat you Hello. Guaranteed to eat delicious and spicy food, which is infinitely better than in this poor family."

Wang Yongmei snorted coldly, "Don't be ignorant of good and evil, I will do my best to you."

Su Xiaoya got up from the ground and shook her body. She was smart and knew that she would be sent away. And she knew that her stepmother didn't lie to her, the family she was sent to lived in the county, and she overheard all this when she overheard her stepmother talking to her father.

If there is no such good friend as little sister and aunt, she will leave happily.

But she was reluctant to part with her younger sister and aunt, she didn't want to become her second floret.

But it can't work now, she's leaving.

Su Xiaoya wiped her tears, "I'm leaving."

"It's more or less the same." Wang Yongmei dropped the broom in her hand, went back to her room and changed into her relative's clothes, then turned her head to look at Su Xiaoya's clothes again, curling her lips in disgust. "Hurry up and change quickly."

"No." This dress is for my younger sister and aunt, and there is a delicious golden monkey toffee from Aunt Su Qing in the pocket.

Although the clothes were old and dirty, they belonged to her.

"Hmph! It's up to you if you don't change it."

I also saved a set of clothes for her, and she can use the leftover old clothes to make shoes, which saves money and loses money.

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Su Xiaoya followed Wang Yongmei to the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative in the town. There was already a woman in a red dress waiting here. The woman was about 30 years old.

Seeing the other party, Wang Yongmei immediately leaned forward with a shy face, and said in a low voice: "Comrade Song, we are here, and this is my little girl. If it weren't for the poor family who couldn't open the pot, I wouldn't be willing to give up my daughter. Give it away."

After finishing speaking, he said hypocritically, "Comrade Song, my little girl will be handed over to you. Please treat her well in the future."

Song Jingxian frowned, she looked at Wang Yongmei with disgust, her scrutiny turned from Wang Yongmei to Su Xiaoya.

When she saw the little girl's thin and weak appearance, wearing patch upon patch of clothes, but looking at herself with dark and bright eyes, her heart softened immediately.

Song Jingxian felt that she had a mother-daughter relationship with the little girl at first glance, but she couldn't force it no matter how much she had a mother-daughter relationship.

"Did you do it voluntarily?" Song Jingxian asked gently.

Su Xiaoya looked at Song Jingxian expressionlessly, pursed her lips tightly, and did not speak for a long time, until Wang Yongmei broke out in cold sweat before saying: "I am willing, my stepmother is not good to me, my own mother has already I'm dead, and I have nothing left."

Song Jingxian's heart ached, the little girl in front of her was fair and cute, even more likable than she imagined. A pair of bright and big eyes, full of beauty, watery, very much like when I was a girl in my natal family before I got married.

Wang Yongmei was angry and hated, but she couldn't break out, so she could only say dryly: "This child, you can see that this child is just naughty."

"Shut up." Song Jingxian sternly reprimanded her fiercely, and her gentle demeanor seemed to be two different people. "This is what you want, don't come looking for it in the future."

Throwing the kraft paper bag to Wang Yongmei, Song Jingxian pulled Su Xiaoya into the car next to her and left.

Before leaving, Su Xiaoya stared at the direction of Sanjiaying from a distance until she could no longer see it.

Hahaha... I did it, no more debts (#^.^#)

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