Chapter 548: Xiaoqi sequel

I've always thought that my sister and I were not the children of our parents.

After all, even the poorest people in the village would not treat their children like this.

I thought they disliked me for being a boy, which was why they would beat and scold me at every turn.

But after Yueyue was born, our lives only became more difficult.

When she was just three months old, my mother refused to breastfeed her anymore, with my father spending all his time mixing with local hoodlums, we were left to fend for ourselves. I could only sneak small handfuls of rice every day, cook it until it was soft, and feed it to Yueyue.

Yueyue was a good girl, a tiny being who looked at me with round eyes.

I had to go up the mountain to collect firewood and cut pig grass.

Since our mother didn't care about her, I could only tie her to my chest with two strips of cloth, freeing my back to carry the basket.