What? You're a notorious bandit? What a coincidence, me too!

A child is a piece of flesh that fell from the mother's body; the apple of the mother's eye.

If women were given the choice between children and men, most would choose children.

This kind of deep, blood-is-thicker-than-water bond is something men can't understand.

Human traffickers act with complete righteousness when they sell other people's children; it's just a business.

If your child doesn't get lost, how will I earn money?

In short, as long as it's not my own child, I don't care whose child it is.

But if it actually happens to you, that's a different story.

Of course, not every woman is like that.

At least Meryl Streep wasn't.

People often say that some people are born to repay kindness, while others are born to seek revenge.

Meryl Streep is the latter.

An innate aloofness cannot be warmed by a few sweet words.

Some people are born evil.

Of course, if you encounter another family that is completely incompetent, then this evil will escalate exponentially.

In the industry, she is affectionately known as Aunt Mei, because she has reached a certain age.

Today she needs to be 55? 56? 57?

Anyway, she herself doesn't know how old she is.

As for the surname Mei, she gave it to herself.

Her real surname is not Mei, but Zheng.

Her surname didn't matter; she loved the plum blossoms in winter, enduring the cold and blooming alone, just like herself.

She has a home, but she doesn't want to go home.

So she pretended she had no home, and wherever she lived was her home.

As for why they don't go home, the reason is quite simple.

She's a terrible person, but her husband is even worse, and far more wicked.

Living alone, I can enjoy a peaceful life.

However, some good news came in the first half of the year.

Her husband drank himself into a stupor at home, and no one knew for several days. He starved to death all by himself at home.

Haha, these days, it's rare to see someone starve to death.

As a wife who had left home but was not divorced, she was notified to return to handle the funeral arrangements.

Because there was no one else in her family.

She didn't want to go back, but she had to go back for both emotional and practical reasons.

The funeral was very simple, without any ceremony. The villagers helped take it to the crematorium, where it was burned to ashes.

She held the urn, then casually tossed the ashes inside onto the ground.

No one advised her to accept the loss, because she was not sad, she was not upset, on the contrary, she was even a little happy.

That old man is finally dead.

They were in an arranged marriage, or you could say a marriage of convenience.

When she was sixteen, her parents married her off to a man who was nearly twenty years older than her.

No, it's not marriage, it's selling.

She is the commodity traded between the seller and the buyer.

Most people would definitely not agree, but she agreed because she didn't want to stay in that family of origin.

The mountain valley where she grew up was extremely poor.

Of course, there is another reason.

Her parents promised to give her half of the money from selling her.

It feels really good to sell yourself.

It allows you to make money and escape this poor place.

This couldn't be more perfect.

A woman is destined to marry; it doesn't matter who she marries.

Women are supposed to have children, so it doesn't matter who bears the child.

She got married and longed for a good life, but while her ideas were good, reality wasn't so kind.

That scoundrel is all bark and no bite; he's a good-for-nothing.

They can't make money, but they have a lot of bad habits.

Thinking about it, it makes sense. Being in your thirties and still unable to find a wife says a lot.

But I'm only seventeen. Should I spend my life with this man?

I'll just make do for now. It's my own fault for being ugly, having a bad temper, and being lazy. I was rejected once before.

And to be shameless, this man may be old, not good at work, and not good at making money, but he's really good in bed.

He likes to eat and be lazy, but she's even lazier than him.

Life was tough, but it was alright. She had money from selling her things, and she could even secretly treat herself to a special meal when she had free time.

One year or two years.

Her belly grew bigger little by little, but it wasn't because she was pregnant; she was just gaining weight.

The fact that she hadn't conceived after two years of marriage was the talk of the neighborhood.

This accusation is usually directed at women.

What kind of woman grows in such a saline-alkali soil? Nothing will grow there.

These days, people don't go to the hospital for checkups anymore. Men's lives are miserable, but they're quite good at beating their lazy and cowardly wives.

She was especially ridiculed for not having children.

However, Zheng Zhaodi was not a woman who would be beaten by anyone.

I don't know whose fault it is that I can't get pregnant.

Maybe it's the man's responsibility? Who knows?

However, she wants to test it out; if it's not that she can't conceive, then she'll have to get rid of it.

If it's truly that you can't conceive, then you can't conceive.

She doesn't regret it.

What's the point of having children?

It's very troublesome to breastfeed, wash diapers, take care of the baby, and look after the baby.

She tested several men in batches, and sure enough, her own husband was right to hit her.

The inability to conceive is truly my own fault.

So many people have tried to seduce me, yet I haven't had a single successful attempt. It seems I truly am the chosen one.

I can accept it, but that deadbeat man definitely can't.

So what should we do?

Actually, she didn't think it mattered whether or not she left any offspring for her husband's family.

Anyway, even if they leave offspring, they'll probably not live a good life and will only add to their burdens.

I hate doing laundry and cooking the most.

But thinking about it again, it's a good thing to have someone pour tea and serve water for me when I get older.

I don't know where to buy children.

She remembered that there was a family at the east end of the village who had recently given birth to a baby girl.

That family keeps making a fuss about not being good enough for the girl. Why don't I go and ask them if they're willing to sell?

But after thinking about it, I decided against it. Girls can't be relied on. They might run off with someone else when they grow up. In the end, all those years of raising them would have been for nothing.

Boys are better.

However, when a boy grows up, you have to think about finding him a wife, and there are a lot of things to consider.

That's not good either.

Unless, like his father, the whole family dies and he's left all alone, he'll have to handle his marriage and life all by himself, which would save his dead parents a lot of trouble.

But she still wanted to live to be a hundred years old. She hadn't even enjoyed any happiness yet, so what was the point of dying?

But if you have a boy, you still have to take care of his life, which is also a hassle.

If only I had a son in his twenties, so he would be old enough for me to boss him around.

She called out to herself: "Son, Mommy is hungry; son, Mommy is thirsty."

Then my son brought over the food, and that was good.

Sigh, being a mom is so tiring, I think I'll just quit.

However, the man was clearly unwilling, and his temper became increasingly worse, taking it out on himself every now and then.

If I hadn't seen that he was exceptionally talented and tougher than others, I would have run away long ago.

Forget it, let's see which puppies are for sale and just bring one back to him, so he won't keep bringing up the fact that he can't have children and won't take good care of me in bed.

I don't want to think about the villagers, to avoid trouble later. If they really want to come back, and after raising them for several years, the owner regrets it and comes to take them back, that would be inappropriate.

We should still look around from afar.

They'll regret it later and won't be able to find themselves either.

However, it would be best to spend as little money as possible, as she didn't have much money on hand and didn't know if 50 yuan would be enough to buy a child.

Ideally, it would be best not to spend any money. You'll need to raise children in the future, and money will be spent everywhere, since you'll have another mouth to feed.

Why do I already find it so troublesome before even having children?

For the sake of family harmony, I'll just have to put up with it.

Actually, from this perspective, I think I'm a good woman.

She is also contributing to the family.

He is a man of action, and he is a decisive and efficient person.

No, she's a woman of decisive action.

The thought of someone calling me "Mom" in the future makes me a little excited.

Very good, very good.

Her idea was good, but reality was not.

What family wouldn't want a boy?

She traveled a long way and tried to get information indirectly, but after a month she had no success.

What should we do?

When she was at her wit's end, perhaps God took pity on her.

She found herself in a secluded place, where she saw a two-year-old child playing alone under a tree.

Perhaps the family was busy in the woods, or perhaps the child had run out to play by himself.

Isn't this divine intervention?

She walked over, handed the child a piece of fruit candy, and then pulled down the open-chested pants to take a look.

Boy.

Good, very good.

She looked around and saw no one, then covered the boy's mouth, picked him up, and ran.

It came to me without any effort at all.

Hey.

This saves money.

My dear son, from now on I'll be your mom.