The control group of the reborn female protagonist dressed in chronology

"You..." Lu Qinghe hesitated to speak.

Immediately, without knowing what came to mind, he took out a few candies from his pocket, which he randomly stuffed into his pocket yesterday, because the candy had been so close to his body, the candy became very soft and somewhat melted, carrying his body temperature.

"Why don't you eat a candy? I heard that people who eat sweets feel better."

Every time his sister was uncomfortable, he would coax it with sugar.

Sure enough, when the little girl saw Tang, she cried and her eyes lit up a little.

She nervously raised her head to look at Lu Qinghe, and seeing someone looking at her encouragingly, she took the candy carefully, and didn't dislike the sticky candy sticking to the candy paper, and carefully peeled off one and put it in her mouth.

As a result, she shed tears even more fiercely, "It's so sweet."

Lu Qinghe: "..."

Isn't it sweet?Why are you still crying?
After coaxing for a while, the little girl suddenly said, "This is the first time I eat candy after my mother passed away."

In a word, both of them were silent for a moment.

The little girl was probably deceived by one of his candies, thinking that he was really a good person, or maybe it was because she felt too uncomfortable and wanted to talk to someone, and finally told the reason why she was crying.

The little girl's name is Song Ya. In this day and age, most girls who can be named Ya are the ones who are doted on by the family, and she is no exception. The family dotes on her very much.

Mom and Dad are also because they fell in love freely when they were in high school, and they have a very good relationship, and they dote on her, the first-born little girl.

I named her Ya, because I think the word Ya is especially suitable for little girls.

But it may be due to old thoughts. Even though her parents dote on her very much, her father still wants a boy to carry on the family, and her mother also acquiesced.

After all, in this day and age, not having a son is the original sin.

The two are ready to conceive again.

But when her mother gave birth to her, she was punished by the boss and hurt her body. Therefore, the couple did not conceive after several years of preparation.

But day by day, Song Ya gradually grew up and became more sensible. Many people around her said that she was a broom star, and that her mother couldn't bear a younger brother.

And her father and her mother had such a good relationship at the beginning, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was sweet and sweet, but in the past few years, they quarreled every day because they could not give birth to a son.

Song Ya's grandma was even more intimidating, thinking that her son was a college student after all, even if the college student was mixed with water, but he was still a regular worker, eating commodity food. I don't know how many women want to marry her son. She has a grandson.

Therefore, this old woman thought of a way to stuff women into her own son, and something happened after this stuffing. In the past few years, her father has also been under the pressure of cutting off children and grandchildren, and the relationship with her mother is fading away day by day. No more, just go straight to bed with another woman at home.

And she didn't shy away from letting her mother see it.

At that time, Song Ya was still young, she didn't understand.

All she knew was that her mother was crying outside the door, her grandma was laughing outside the door, and her father was screaming in the room with another aunt she didn't like.

Angrily, she opened the door and rushed in while the adults were not paying attention, thinking that her father must have bullied her mother.

But he had never hit her before. It was just the first time that her father, who was a little disgusted with her, stared at her with disgust and hatred, and slapped her hard.

The little Song Ya was beaten and thrown directly on the head of the bed, and passed out.

Before she fainted, she couldn't understand why her father would take off all his clothes and lie on her mother's bed with another aunt.

And her mother rushed in crying and howling.

Little Song Ya felt that she was going to die.

Her only wish is that her parents can reconcile, just like she did when she was a child, holding her on the bed and telling stories together.

When she woke up from the hospital, she found that her parents and her grandmother were rarely together without arguing, and everyone's faces were beaming.

Little Songya knew that she might have a little brother after hearing what the nurse said inside.

Yes, her mother is pregnant.

Before she passed out, her mother rushed over worriedly, and when she saw her daughter being beaten, she fought with her father angrily.

In a panic, Song Ya's mother fell to the ground and saw blood.

It was also because of this that Grandma Song Ya realized something and rushed her to the hospital to save the child in her stomach.

Little Song Ya was very happy to know this.

As a little girl, she only knows that her family was so unhappy a few years ago because she didn't have a younger brother. Now that her mother is about to give birth to a younger brother, her family can be as happy as before.

But she was still too happy.

Little Song Ya didn't know that some barriers were difficult to eliminate once formed.

In particular, she found that even if her mother was pregnant, her father seldom went home to live, and instead walked very close to another aunt.

When I asked my mother, my mother burst into tears.

Later, after hearing what others said, she realized that that aunt, like her own mother, was also pregnant with her father's child, and she was going to have two little brothers.

Little Song Ya pouted. Although she still didn't know what her brother meant, she subconsciously felt that the child in that aunt's belly was not her brother.

And these also meant the beginning of little Song Ya's nightmare.

When her mother was about to give birth, that woman came over with a big belly. Little Song Ya didn't know what the woman said. As soon as she left, her mother was about to give birth suddenly.

Obviously, my mother said that it will take some time before my brother will meet her.

Later, when Xiao Songya saw her mother again, she was in her own house on the broken wooden bed.

Her mother's face was black and blue, her eyes were tightly closed, no matter how she called, she didn't respond.

Her mother had a difficult labor.

Her mother cried and said she wanted to go to the hospital to give birth, but her grandma, father, and even the woman didn't hear her.

He also said that which woman gave birth to a child not at home.

Especially Wen Po, who delivered the baby, said that her mother was still a younger sister, and her father and grandma didn't even think about waiting. They just told Wen Po to let her deliver the baby, and just let them know if it was life or death.

Completely ignoring little Songya's crying.

Little Song Ya knew that begging them was useless, so she ran outside and wanted to ask the neighbors next door for help.

But as soon as the neighbors heard that it was her mother who gave birth, they waved their hands directly, unwilling to take care of such things.

"Your grandma is not easy to provoke. We still don't go into this muddy water. Besides, it's not that the family has money to burn it. Everyone has children at home. Don't worry, it's okay."

Little Song Ya begged several people, but they all said it was a housework and they didn't want to take care of it.

It was too late when she heard a scream from the yard and rushed over.

Her grandma was fighting that steady woman crazily, "You bitch, you still want money for delivering the baby, and you've lost my grandson. It's fine if I don't beat you to death!"

"Damn you, you don't have a fart/eye when you give birth to a son. Didn't you say that the woman is a loser in her stomach? Why didn't you say that she was a woman with handles!"