Da Niu spoke with a firm voice, "Yes, I work at this hospital. I don't know what business you have here."
Zhao Fang could feel her daughter's indifference toward her.
"Da Niu, your mother had no choice back then. You need to understand," Zhao Fang put on a front as if her actions back then were due to desperate circumstances.
Da Niu sneered a few times, "Desperate circumstances? When my uncle had trouble back then, how come my aunt didn't abandon my uncle and Little Huzi and leave? How come when dad had trouble, you ran away with the money? I do not have a mother like you."
Yun Lei lay at home, and occasionally Da Niu had thought this way, but whenever the villagers saw her, they would bring up this matter.
"Da Niu, back then your father left behind a sea of debt."
