Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man Chapter 511: Su Xiaoya Leaves

Chapter 511: Su Xiaoya Leaves

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The daughter of that wretched woman was left at home. The more w.a.n.g Yongmei looked at her, the more she was an eyesore. Su Xiaoya’s existence was a reminder that she was a woman who married a widower. She would rather give Su Xiaoya away without a single cent as long as she could get rid of this thorn at her side.

“Let me tell you, I did not let you down. I did not just randomly find you any adoptive parents. I’ve seen this family. The wife can’t give birth and can’t have children. If you go, you’ll be the only child. They’ll treat you well. It is guaranteed that you would have a good life, much better than in this poor family.”

w.a.n.g Yongmei gave a cold humph and said, “Don’t you know what’s good for you? I’ve done my best for you.”

Su Xiaoya got up from the ground and her body swayed. She was smart enough to know that she would definitely be sent away. Moreover, she knew that her stepmother did not lie to her. The family that her stepmother was sending her to lived in the county. She had eavesdropped on her stepmother and father’s conversation.

If she didn’t have a good friend like Little Aunt, she would have left happily.

However, she couldn’t bear to leave Little Aunt. She didn’t want to become Little Aunt’s second Xiaohua.

But now, she couldn’t. She had to leave.

Su Xiaoya wiped her tears and murmured, “I’ll leave.”

“That’s more like it.” w.a.n.g Yongmei dropped the broom in her hand and went back to her room to change into her relatives’ clothes. She turned her head and looked at Su Xiaoya’s clothes, pouting in disgust. She ordered, “Hurry up and change.”

“I don’t want to.” This set of clothes was the one she wore to see Little Aunt off. Her pockets were also filled with snacks Aunt Su Qing had given her. It was the Golden Monkey Milk Candy.

Although the clothes were old and dirty, they were all she had.

“Hmph! If you don’t want to change, then do as you please.”

This saved her giving Su Xiaoya another set of clothing. She could also use the remaining old clothes to make shoes, it was better than wasting them on this useless la.s.s.

Su Xiaoya followed w.a.n.g Yongmei to the entrance of the village’s supply and marketing cooperative. There was already a woman in a red dress waiting there. The woman was about 30 years old. She had delicate features and a gentle temperament. She did not look like a farmer at all.

When w.a.n.g Yongmei saw the other party, she immediately went up to her and said in a low voice, “Comrade Song, we’re here. This is my Xiaoya. If it weren’t for the fact that our family was so poor that we couldn’t make a living, I wouldn’t be willing to give my daughter away.”

After that, she hypocritically urged, “Comrade Song, I’ll leave Xiaoya to you. Please treat her well in the future.”

Song Jingxian frowned and looked at w.a.n.g Yongmei with disgust. Her eyes shifted from w.a.n.g Yongmei to Su Xiaoya.

When she saw the little girl’s thin and weak appearance, dressed in patched clothes, looking at her with dark and bright eyes, her heart immediately softened.

At first glance, Song Jingxian felt a mother-daughter bond with the little girl, but she couldn’t force it.

“Are you doing this willingly?” Song Jingxian asked gently.

Su Xiaoya looked at Song Jingxian expressionlessly and pursed her lips tightly. She didn’t speak for a long time until w.a.n.g Yongmei broke out in a cold sweat. She replied, “1 am doing this willingly. My stepmother didn’t treat me well. My biological mother died a long time ago.”

Song Jingxian’s heart ached. The little girl in front of her was fair and cute, more likable than she had imagined. A pair of bright, big eyes that were full of spirit and vigor. The little girl looked very much like how she was while she was in her maiden’s home before she got married.

w.a.n.g Yongmei was angry and resentful, but she could not flare up. She could only say dryly, “This child, look at this child.”

“Shut up.” Song Jingxian scolded her harshly. Her fierce look was completely different from her gentle temperament. She said, “This is what you want. Don’t look for us in the future.”

Throwing the brown paper bag to w.a.n.g Yongmei, Song Jingxian pulled Su Xiaoya into the car and left.

Before she left, Su Xiaoya stared in the direction of the Trinity village until she could no longer see it..