My mother was so hungry that she was skin and bones. She said, "Daughter, my mother cannot afford to feed you." If you go to the Jiang family to work as a maid, you may not starve to death together with your mother.
The snow-white and pretty little girl stood nearby, looking down at her. Do you hear me? From now on, I will be your master. I will raise you, and you will do whatever I teach you, or I will starve you to death.