Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 285: After Kicking Out the Scumbag, the Indifferent Buddhist Heir Dotes on His Wife 85

The sight before her even made her eyes widen; not to mention having seen such food before, she had never even laid eyes on it. Since she was little, all she had was dry steamed buns and water. If the Jiang family ever felt like tormenting her, she wouldn’t even have these to eat.

"Sit down and eat, have plenty," Su Zhiruan told the three children as they took their seats for the meal.

With chopsticks in hand, the little girl looked at Su Zhiruan in amazement, like a frightened little rabbit.

At home, she wasn’t allowed to eat at the table; she could only sneak a few bites in the kitchen when Jiang’s mother wasn’t paying attention. If she was caught, she’d be met with a beating.

"Why aren’t you eating?" Su Zhiruan rubbed her hair gently, soft and thin—an indication of malnutrition. So she took the initiative to put some meat into the girl’s bowl, "Eat more so you can grow taller."

"I... I’ve never had such delicious food before..." The tears welled up in Jiang’s sister’s eyes. To hide them from everyone else, she bowed her head and wiped them away.

The two aunts cooking in the kitchen heard what she said, and a flood of emotions overcame them.

Su Zhiruan knew from the private investigator’s report just how miserable her life had been. At home, not getting enough to eat or wear was one thing, but sometimes, when she was extremely hungry, she’d go out to move bricks, stand on tiptoe over trash bins, scavenging for anything edible.

The little girl earnestly brought a piece of braised pork to her lips. It melted in her mouth, both fragrant and tender. For others, such a piece might be too rich at dinner, but for a child who had never tasted such delights, it was the happiest day.

Su Zhiruan served her lots of meat, and the other two children followed suit, each adding some meat or vegetables to her bowl.

The thin little girl, not wanting to disappoint their kindness, stuffed her mouth as if after this day, the wonderful dream would shatter and vanish.

The meal lasted a long time.

That evening, Huaiyu volunteered to sleep with her, "Momma, can my little sister sleep with me? I really like her. I have lots of toys in my room, we can play together."

Su Zhiruan looked at the little girl’s timid eyes, nodded, and said, "Tomorrow morning I’ll take you back, just stay here in peace tonight."

Only then did the little girl feel at ease, as Huaiyu led her back to the room.

Early the next morning, Su Zhiruan asked the aunts to prepare breakfast in advance. After Jiang’s sister had eaten a little, she took her back home.

"If you have any troubles, just call me," Su Zhiruan handed her a card with her phone number just before leaving, "If someone bullies you, or if you can’t get enough to eat, or get sick, you can call. Auntie may not be able to help with other things, but she can help you with these."

"Thank you, Auntie..." The little girl carefully hid the card close to her body, as if she was guarding the most precious treasure in the world.

But when she arrived at the Jiang family’s house, she heard a woman’s voice coming from inside, which was quiet and unfamiliar to her.

"I never thought I’d come back to find your house still in such a sorry state. It really leaves me speechless."

Jiang’s mother’s voice followed, "If it wasn’t for that financial loss you birthed, my family wouldn’t have ended up like this. Just go, and take that financial loss with you!"

"That’s the seed of your Jiang family! What does it have to do with me? It’s just borrowing my womb, I don’t want her!"

…

Little Zhao Di faintly knew that the "troublesome goods" they were referring to must be her. A sense of unease blossomed in her heart, but she was powerless to do anything but continue listening as these two decided her fate.

"The police haven’t found out yet, but someone is bound to report the need for schooling. It’s just a little girl, should we really let her study? Besides, she’s eventually going to get married off, so what’s the use of an education!"

"Old Deng, that’s not my problem. She’s your son’s spawn. I’m just back to get my stuff; I don’t want this burden!"

The woman was indeed Bai Yueyou, who had just been released from prison. She stood there, nose upturned, looking disdainfully at Jiang Beiyu, who lay paralyzed and immobile on the bed, reeking of foul odors. She covered her nose in disgust.

Jiang’s mother had originally thought that Bai Yueyou’s return might mean taking Little Zhao Di away, but to her surprise, Bai Yueyou didn’t want the burden either! In a fit of rage, she smashed a bottle.

"Since nobody wants her, why don’t we just sell her to the old cripple in the deep mountains? We can get a handsome betrothal gift!" Jiang’s mother suggested. "She’s young now, so she could start as a child bride, and later she can do work; not a bad deal!"

Bai Yueyou agreed with her, but she had a condition, "Oh, but since she came from my belly, I want half of the money! Carrying her for ten months, I suffered a lot!"

"That’s out of the question!" Jiang’s mother flared up again.

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The exchange between these two fell into Little Zhao Di’s ears. Her gaze grew increasingly horrified, and even her fingers trembled uncontrollably.

The mother she had longed for so much...

At their very first reunion, was actually planning to sell her!

Little Zhao Di had clung to a sliver of fantasy about her mother, especially after Su Zhiruan took her in and she witnessed her tenderness and consideration, Little Zhao Di believed all mothers in the world were like Su Zhiruan.

Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine her own biological mother, upon their first meeting, would be looking to sell her off to the deep, dark mountains!

"Bang—"

The door was suddenly flung open from the inside. Bai Yueyou held the doorknob, and upon seeing her, mother and daughter laid eyes on one another.

"Someone’s here, get on it quickly. She’s manageable now because she’s young, but it’ll be harder to control her when she grows up!" Bai Yueyou instructed Jiang’s mother carelessly, as though discussing livestock.

She was convinced that Little Zhao Di, merely five years old, couldn’t understand what she was saying.

"I... I was wrong, Grandma... Mother... I was wrong! Please forgive me! Don’t sell me! I beg you!" The frail young girl mustered surprising strength, latching onto Bai Yueyou’s trouser leg. She knelt on the ground, pleading and crying incessantly.

"Get lost! Who’s your mother!" Bai Yueyou kicked her away, sending her tumbling three meters aside. The disgust on her face was evident as she dusted off her clothes, "If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have ended up in this mess! I’m not your mother! It was your honor to be born from my womb. Now don’t cling to me; get lost!"

"Daddy—Grandma—Grandpa…" Little Zhao Di froze in terror, her frail, thin back crashing heavily into the corner of a cabinet, creating a huge, bleeding wound. Blood flowed, but nobody cared.

Jiang’s mother waved her hand dismissively, "Behave yourself, work hard in your new home! Don’t think about running away! You were lucky to stay in our house for so long!"

Little Zhao Di watched, dazed.

She watched as Jiang’s mother sold her for three thousand yuan with a smile plastered on her face.