Nanzhi's face showed some embarrassment, and her ears turned red.
Actually, no, really, when she was alone raising Zhiyu in Lihua Village, hadn't she been bullied by Ms. Wu quite often?
Although at that time, due to the storyline, she and Zhiyu had mainly survived on sweet potatoes and wild vegetables given by other families in the village, the grievances she suffered were not few.
Sometimes, just stepping out of the house, she would be spat upon by Ms. Wu and cursed as an ill omen.
In the beginning, everyone thought Ms. Wu was too much, but at the time, she and Zhiyu were always on the brink of starvation; they didn't even have the strength to fight back, let alone argue back.
As time passed, although the villagers still pitied them, mother and son, and occasionally brought over some food, there were no longer people willing to stand up for her in front of Ms. Wu.
After all, you can help once or twice, but everyone tires of acting like soft cotton.