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This temperament is just like the Tang family’s people, very honest,

Luckily, Tang Yuxin didn’t know what her second uncle was thinking, otherwise, she might have to touch her old face again out of embarrassment. She’s actually a cunning person at heart. Where is the honesty he speaks about?

In the previous life, it was because she was too honest that Tang Zhinian suffered all his life, and she had to endure injustice for a lifetime.

In this life, she absolutely won’t let herself suffer, nor be too honest.

Since the New Year came early, in the late lunar month, the weather was still very cold. The wind blew on her face, and it felt painfully bone-chilling.

Tang Yuxin was covered with a quilt, her small hands and feet were kept within it. Her face was well wrapped up, and she held a hot water bottle in her arms, so she didn’t feel cold at all.

She leaned her little face on Tang Zhinian’s back. Her small body seemed to have never grown up, still just a child who could be held in her father’s arms.

In private, she let out a sigh of relief. At last, they had money at home. With money, they could make ends meet. The saying “a penny stumps a hero” is absolutely true.

Finally, he could pay back the debt he owed others. He no longer had to worry about where the next meal would come from upon waking up, running out of rice, and having no flour left.

That is precisely the life they lived before. Sang Zhilan never contributed a cent to the family from her salary. Instead, she asked for money from Tang Zhinian every month. Additionally, Sang Zhilan’s old lady used to take this and that from them.

No wonder Tang Yuxin didn’t even want to call that woman grandmother. She had completely drained the last bit of warmth in her heart for her mother, let alone her grandmother.

She still remembers, the face her grandmother made, when she pointed at her nose and cussed her out in front of a crowd. Village people have crude ways of insulting. She endured and suffered it all.

“What are you even worth, a poor ghost like your father. How can you even compare to my Jiani, who’s like a fairy. You’re nothing but a piece of shit.”

“With that look of yours, you can’t even compare to a strand of Jiani’s hair.”

Poor ghost, wretch, ungrateful creature, a loser…those used to be her names.

Wei Jiani was like a rose in the garden, and she was merely a neglected cabbage in the soil. Therefore, she had no affection for Sang Zhilan or anyone in the Sang family. All her feelings were left in the past life, and they were destroyed by them.

Tang Zhinian took his daughter to a department store in the city, and then, holding Tang Yuxin’s hand, he guided her to buy clothes. Even though it was already the 28th of the Chinese New year, there were still plenty of people in the department store. It was so crowded that Tang Zhinian held onto his daughter’s hand tightly, not daring to let go.

He bought a red coat for his daughter, just right for the season, and a pair of red leather shoes. The two items totaled more than forty yuan.

When Tang Zhinian took out the money, he had always been willing to buy the most expensive clothes for his daughter, even when the family was poor. Even if there was no money at the time, he never let the girl suffer, let alone now, when they’ve just made a fortune.