I'm married to a bigoted man

Chapter 72
Feeling guilty is only momentary.

Seeing that Baijiu was not moved at all, Bai Mu didn't stop doing anything, and cried directly: "What can I do? Your father is out of work, and I can't do anything as a woman. Your brother is still young. If the family is rich, who would sell their own daughter?"

Baijiu was almost laughing angrily, she suppressed the sourness in her heart, and said word by word: "Am I really your biological daughter?"

When Bai Mu heard it, she asked sharply, "Why not?!"

The girl who turned slightly sideways looked at the woman with a smile that was not a smile. She was obviously smiling, but she was so cold: "When I was young, what did Bai Mingyu eat? Big fish and meat, what did I eat? Sour Leftovers. Seven years old..."

"At the age of 12, I was admitted to the best junior high school in the city. I wanted to go to junior high school. What did you say? How did you do it?

You threw away all the books I got back, and Mr. Bai told me to get the hell out of the house. 15 years old……"

The girl counted down the things Bai's father and mother had done over the years one by one, her voice became hoarse, and a mist even appeared in her eyes.

The onlookers couldn't help but feel a little moved when they heard this, and accused Bai Mu of how she could be so partial.

Bai Mu alone is difficult to defeat ten thousand people, so she can only forcefully argue: "I gave birth to her, and the kindness of giving birth is greater than the kindness of nurturing, so I should ask her to do whatever she wants."

After all, this is still at the gate of the school. Uncle security came back after visiting the playground. Seeing someone who seemed to be making trouble at the gate of the school, he immediately walked over and yelled, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Pushing aside the crowd, the security uncle took a look, hey, he is still an acquaintance.

"Why is it you again? You came to look for your daughter again?" Uncle Security took out the small notebook he carried with him, "Last time you didn't tell me which class your daughter is in and what the head teacher's name is, so I should be able to answer it this time Bar?"

Mother Bai's expression turned pale, this time she still didn't know which class Baijiu was studying in, and the teacher's name.

Uncle Security closed the notebook with a snap: "I didn't say, how do you become a parent, you don't even know which class your daughter is in, and what the class teacher's name is, so you should know what high school your daughter is in, right? "

How tall is it?

How does she know what high school this damn girl Baijiu is in?

I only know that Baijiu has been wasting money on reading.

The onlookers became even more contemptuous and dissatisfied with Bai's mother. What kind of partiality is it that they don't even know what high school their daughter is in, which class they are in, and what the head teacher's name is?
Mother Bai also wanted face, and she was also afraid that the Huo family would make trouble for her, so she glared at Baijiu angrily, stomped her feet unwillingly, and left.

Uncle Security looked at the back of Bai Mu leaving: "Hey, what's the matter with this person?"

At this time, a voice as clear and gentle as the cold moon came from the side.

"Uncle, I'm in the third year of high school."

There was a hint of doubt in Uncle Security's eyes, and the melon-eaters who had been watching from the beginning to the end explained to Uncle Security: "She is the daughter of the middle-aged woman just now."

Uncle Security looked at the well-behaved and good-looking girl in front of him, and muttered in a low voice: "This doesn't look like a mother and daughter."

Baijiu only smiled when he heard the words, she was actually wondering if she was the biological daughter of Bai's father and Bai's mother.

Uncle Security learned what happened from other people, and looked at Baijiu with even more sympathy.

What age is it now?Why do people still talk about girls losing money?
He even beat and scolded girls, but treated boys as treasures.

Baijiu, however, was still calm and calm, and didn't care about the gazes around him at all.

Those neighbors on Ping'an Street saw her in the same way.

How many can lend a helping hand?

　#Reviewed for a while, and chatted with the babies in the group for a while about my sister's cp, so I didn't finish writing it, I will try to write it early tomorrow, so I can set aside time for review, after all, the exam will be the day after tomorrow~#
　　
　
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