The hidden boss of fast time travel

Chapter 77

She is a miserable child, or rather, her family is miserable.

Yes, Bai Kuihua has a family, her parents are there, she has four older sisters and one younger brother.

In the countryside, the son is the treasure of the whole family, and Bai Kuihua's parents want a son wholeheartedly, and they keep having children.

For Bai Sunflower's mother, her son is her century-old ginseng, and her daughters are weeds next to the ginseng. As long as her son is well, she doesn't care whether her daughter lives or dies.

She can't control it either.

Bai Kuihua's father is a crooked man.He is lazy, smokes, drinks and likes to gamble.

He likes to get drunk enough to gamble, and when he gets home, he takes out his anger on his wife and children. Except for his son, he whips everyone with a thick bamboo stick with his thumb.

There was a drunken fight before, and his front teeth were knocked out. He was nicknamed Toothless, and the villagers called him Wuchipi.

The name of the village is Pijiacun, and most of them have the surname Pi.

The most chilling thing is that Wuchipi doesn't raise his daughters as children, he thinks girls are money-losing goods, and says that as long as someone buys them, he will sell them.

The two big sisters on the white sunflower were sold a few years ago.Someone from the nearby police station also came, but because there was no evidence, Wuchipi charged 1 yuan and let his daughter go with them.

And those two sisters have long been left with nothing but fear of domestic violence. Being able to leave this kind of hell with well-dressed people is simply the presence of the savior.

The girls leave without any regrets.

The house at home is the worst adobe-brick house in the whole village. The walls are cracked, finger-thick cracks crawl all over the walls like cobwebs, and mushrooms even grow in some places.When it rains, every house has to put some bottles and cans to catch water leaks.

Wuchipi doesn't matter either, as long as he has money, it is enough for him to be free, anyway, he still has three daughters that can be sold for money.

The white sunflower was sold to human traffickers in the summer of this year.

Originally, it was not her turn yet, and there were two older sisters above her.But Baisuihua has a special blood type, and a wealthy family is looking for surviving clean children as blood banks.The trafficker paid [-] yuan, and Wuchipi tied up the white sunflowers and threw them on the cart. This baby was worth the price of two daughters.

At that time, Bai Kuihua still had a little nostalgia for her family and her parents. She was usually the most stubborn and stubborn child. When her father beat her, she would bear it hard, and ran away when she couldn't bear it.

But after her father got 2 yuan, he grinned in a rare way and praised Bai Sunflower as a good daughter.

That kind of heartfelt smile made her have no desire to resist.

Family love is so cheap, she wept silently in the trafficker's car.

This was her first time riding in a car, but she was abandoned by her relatives.

Sunflower is a little sad. It's not that she has never encountered a similar situation, but she always feels disgusted by the situation where parents don't do anything and put all their hopes of changing the status quo on their children.

What's more, Wu Chi Pi is just for his own comfort.

There are still bruises on Sunflower's back and waist. Even after meditating in the space, there are still marks of being beaten.

The more stubborn the child, the harder he was beaten.The white sunflower also meant to protect the two sisters and mother, but still, they were just timid, as if five feet of skin was the sky.

Sunflower ate a meal of boiled lobster without any oily water, and took some food made by small robots from the space. When she felt full, she packed up the shabby kitchen utensils and put them in the hole, covered the turf, and returned to the white room. Sunflower home.

In summer, it gets dark late, and when Sunflower arrives home, there is only starlight. Looking for memories, she finds a place to sleep in a corner. The mother and daughter are squeezed into a 1.5-meter bed, and her father and younger brother each occupy a bed. .

Early the next morning, Mama Pi cooked two bowls of noodles. Originally, they were for the only male in the family. She paused for a moment, then picked out a smaller bowl from the big bowl for Bai Sunflower.

There was a boiled egg in the noodles, which was originally in a white sunflower bowl, but when Brother Pi saw it, he wanted it, and started to throw it away, crying and wanting to throw the noodles away.

Wuchipihu slapped his son with a face.

Brother Pi stopped making trouble, and ate noodles patta pata.

Mama Pi and her two elder sisters only drank two sips of noodle soup. The three of them were the same as Bai Kuihua's current body, all of them were sallow and emaciated, and severely malnourished.

There are four mothers and daughters, and they only had noodle soup for breakfast.

After receiving abnormally excellent treatment, Sunflower knew that it was time for a human trafficker to buy her.

She silently poured the eggs into Mama Pi's bowl, divided the noodles into three portions, and gave them to the two older sisters and Mama Pi.

She is not hungry, even if she is, there is room for food.

The eggs were finally put into the younger brother's bowl, and the eyes of the two elder sisters turned green. They lowered their heads in muffled voices to eat the noodles, drink the soup, and lick the bowl with unfulfilled desire.

There are only two meals a day at home. Breakfast is noodle soup, and dinner is porridge with a few clear rice grains.

Poor families who do not work, do not have enough food and clothing, and even if they have money from selling their children, they spend it on the card table, tobacco and alcohol.

Sunflower brought Wuchipi a cup of tea.

The tea was lukewarm in a rough chipped cup, and Wuchipi picked it up and drank it down in one gulp.

Someone will come to take this stubborn species away in two days, it's rare that she still has filial piety.

Wu Chipi lit a cigarette, crossed his legs and thought about the 2 yuan, and felt happy.

(End of this chapter)