"I hate, I hate! Why didn't I go and chop that crazy woman from the Sun Family, I hate! Heaven, you have no eyes, you are not worthy to rule the sky!" Zhuang Lühe cried so hard she could hardly catch her breath, her arms stretched out, pointing to the sky.
What sins had she committed to deserve such suffering?
If she had known life would be so hard, she would have preferred not to come into this world.
Hearing these words, Qiao Xiaomai's heart couldn't help but tremble.
She wasn't superstitious before, but under these circumstances, she had to believe that there really were spirits in this world.
Zhuang Lühe's behavior was unacceptable.
She hurriedly advised, "Mother, stop crying, stop crying, the Heavenly Lord has to look after all living beings; how could he possibly take care of everyone. We must rely on ourselves, in this world the kind are bullied, those bad people don't care whether you're honest or decent, you have to be tough, only by getting tough can you survive."