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When I opened my eyes, I was dressed like the little milk bag that I had in the 1970s when I was still eating my fingers.
My biological father is a handsome educated youth from the city. He is full of talents but is rejected by others.
My mother is the most plump and plump beauty in the ten miles and eight towns, but she is despised for "having only given birth to a loser."
The whole village was waiting to see the joke of this family of three.
But the little milk bag just sneezed——
The pheasants in the mountains lined up to rush into the yard, the big fish in the river jumped to the shore in a hurry, and the old hen in the back mountain had twenty eggs in his nest overnight!
Her parents took her up the mountain. She sat down and found a century-old ginseng tree.
Her parents took her down to the river. She stretched her feet into the water, and the fish, shrimps and crabs climbed up and lined up.
The jealous relatives rushed to the door to steal the child's luck. As soon as he stepped through the door, his waist slipped, his feet sprained, and his face was pecked by a chicken.
The educated youth father won the first prize in the college entrance examination and entered the best university in the capital. The plump mother became the first ten-thousand-yuan household in eight villages in ten miles and eighty miles by relying on her unique cooking skills.
The whole village suddenly realized: This is not a money-losing product, this is a golden pimple sent from the sky!
But the little boss who would dominate the capital in the future was still a stubborn boy of seven or eight years old, climbing over the wall to find her every day with White Rabbit toffee in his pocket——
"Girl, I'll give you some candy. You can only play with me from now on."
The little girl bit the candy and said in a milky voice, "I'll consider adding another piece of peach cake."
