The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old-Chapter 1509

Chapter 1509: Extremely Heavy Life Providence (1) Chapter 1509: Extremely Heavy Life Providence (1) “What did Blind say back then?”

“She said that her fate is precious and ordinary people can’t bear it.

They even said that she was a perfect match for this family.

This family’s fate is extremely bad.

If it weren’t for this child bride, they might not even be able to raise their son.”

“Tsk tsk, your life is precious.

She even said that she was going to marry the most noble person in the world.

Pfft …

Is she worthy?”

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“Mother, she!She can’t be a mistress.

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She can’t be wronged like this.” The man’s face instantly turned red and he stuttered as he waved his hand.

“She, she won’t agree to be a mistress either.” The man had seen how much she had done to support this family all these years.

Although she was a child bride, her labor force was almost comparable to that of an adult man.

She was the one who earned the money in the house, she was the one who served the old lady, and she was the one who took care of her unintelligent husband.

She was still innocent, how could she be a mistress?

The man’s face was red, but he was a little hesitant.

After the old lady finished burning the paper, she stood up and clapped her hands.

“How could she not agree?

Her family still owed the medicine store thirty taels of silver.

As long as we talk to the medicine store, they will do anything if they are forced into a corner.” The old lady patted her son’s hand.

The man’s lips moved, but he did not say a word.

The man turned around and saw a man with a dark expression standing not far away.

With just a glance, he felt his heart skip a beat and did not dare to look again.

This was a man who would make him feel inferior just by looking at him.

He did not know how much the man had heard, but it was as if he had heard the darkest and most hidden side of his heart.

Her face was burning as she hurriedly pulled the old lady in.

The Human King was even more displeased.

This family was too scheming.

Hearing this, she was actually scheming against a young widow who had become a child bride at a young age and had even supported her family.

The Human King walked to the door of that family.

There were two copper basins in front of the door, and a pile of alabaster was burning in the basins.

There were two steamed buns in front of the door as sacrifices.

Although they were shabby, they had done their best.

He pushed the door open, but no one noticed him.

As soon as he entered, he could feel the darkness and cramped atmosphere in the room.

The courtyard wall next door was too high, almost blocking all the sunlight.

“Jin ‘er, don’t be afraid!” The haggard old lady lay on the bed.

She used all her strength to raise her hand and touch the girl’s cheek.

“Yes, our family!I’m a burden to you.”

The old lady’s eyes were filled with guilt.

Child brides practically held up the family.

When she first came to this house, she had already shown signs of suicide.

She admitted that her husband had died at a young age and her son was an idiot.

She could not hold on any longer.

She used all the money in the family to buy this little girl.

He was only nine years old back then.

She was thinking that after raising him for two years, she would hand her son over to her.

She was tired.

She couldn’t drag this family anymore.

However, when she entered the house, her feet were still frostbitten.

The skinny child went out to find firewood that night.

Firewood was expensive in winter, so they were very frugal with charcoal.

The child was wearing thin clothes, and his feet were so cold that pus and blood were oozing out.

She dragged a bundle of firewood back.

It was the dry branches that she had climbed up the tree and cut.

That day, he boiled a pot of hot water and took a hot bath.

For the next three days, the child cooked.

Later, he found out that she could also make tofu.

At such a young age, she would wake up every day before dawn to make tofu.

She carried a small basket on her back and sold it at the alley entrance.

Her feet did not touch the ground every day, but she managed to support the home that she had given up.

“Child!Mother, I’m sorry.” The old lady held her breath.