My mother died during childbirth, and I became her nemesis and was abused by my stepmother. When I grew up, I gave my aunt a villa, but my stepmother came to snatch the house away?

Beginning:

Many years later, I gave my aunt a big villa. On the day of the housewarming party, she said with tears in her eyes: "I finally made it."

But just as the party started, my stepmother came uninvited with my younger brother, and said with a righteous look:

"This villa is nice. It's just right for your younger brother to be his wedding house."

At that moment, I laughed, but it was a laugh that chilled me to the bone.

They had long forgotten that they wanted to sell me that year, but it was my aunt who risked her life to protect me and pulled me away from that home.

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On the day I was born, my mother died of dystocia. My father scolded me in public: "You have a hard life and are unlucky for your mother."

A month later, he quickly married my stepmother Liu Huiyan. At the end of the year, my younger brother was born.

At that time, I didn't even have a name. My aunt gave me the name: "Wei Tiantian, I hope you can live a sweeter life in the future."

But in those years, I was not sweet at all.

My stepmother thought I was an eyesore and said I was unlucky and ate and drank for free. She didn't give me milk powder to drink, fearing that it would waste money. My aunt had to make rice soup by herself, and went to help people herd sheep, and used her wages to exchange some goat milk for me.

I didn't have enough food to eat, and I never wore new clothes. The old clothes were thrown to me by neighbors, and my aunt sewed them stitch by stitch.

When I was 6 years old, I was as thin as a bean sprout. People in the village called me "little yellow bean" and said that I was "the child who killed my mother."

I could ignore these words, but I couldn't avoid the beatings from my stepmother.

In summer, she made me sweep the yard under the scorching sun; in winter, she made me wash her underwear with ice water.

But she pretended to be a loving mother to others, saying that I was a child who "ate her food" and had to do more work to make up for it.

What she loved to do most was to let me look after my younger brother. My brother was naughty and fell and got hurt, so she took the opportunity to beat me and even said in the village: "She was jealous of my brother and pushed him downstairs!"

I was beaten until I had a fever. My aunt cried and hugged me to beg my father, but he coldly replied: "The eldest sister-in-law is like a mother, she was right to beat me."

When I was 8 years old, my brother almost drowned by the pond, and my father was scared.

A few days later, a "master" came to the house and said that I was "too hard-working and would harm the eldest son" and needed to "drive away the evil spirits."

After the master left, my stepmother whispered to my father:

"If you are reluctant to send her away, don't blame her for killing your son in the future."

My father was silent for a long time, and finally nodded: "Send her away."

I lay by the window and eavesdropped, crying until I couldn't breathe. I didn't want to leave. I just became sensible and hadn't even called "Dad" once, and he was going to give me away?

I ran to the back mountain to find my aunt, hugged her and cried: "I won't leave, I want to stay with you!"

My aunt didn't sleep all night. The next day, she packed her bag and took me out of the house.

Before leaving, my father secretly gave my aunt two hundred yuan in the corner and said, "Yingzi, come back when you are in trouble."

We went to the county town and lived in the utility room of a tailor shop. My aunt worked during the day and operated the sewing machine at night.

When I was 10 years old, I finally went to school. My aunt didn't get married and raised me up.

When I was in high school, I washed dishes and did odd jobs in a restaurant in order to work and study. One day, I accidentally heard two familiar voices:

"Is that girl still alive? Didn't she die?"

"You are stupid. You deceived Wei Daming back then. If he didn't believe it, how could he marry you?"

I turned around and saw Liu Huiyan and that "great immortal".

It turned out that the so-called "bad luck" that year was a play performed by Liu Huiyan and Wang Youcai (her old lover).

The purpose was to drive me away so that she and her brother could monopolize the family property.

I went back to my father and told him the whole truth. But after listening, he just stared at me blankly, and finally pointed at me and roared:

"Get out! You are a disaster star! If you don't come back, how could Longlong get into trouble again?!"

I ran out of the yard crying, and my heart felt like it was cut several times.

It turned out that he was not deceived.

It was him who would rather believe other people's lies than accept me, a "hard-luck" daughter.

More than ten years have passed. My aunt started a business with her craftsmanship, and I became an independent designer.

I bought a villa for my aunt with my bonus and took her to a housewarming party.

Unexpectedly, Liu Huiyan brought Wei Chenglong uninvited:

"This house is just right for your brother to get married, so you don't have to spend money to buy it."

I looked at her coldly: "Do you know who I am?"

She glared: "Who are you?"

I walked up and said word by word:

"The 'disaster star' you disdained back then. Now, the only person who can deserve the house I gave her is my aunt."

Her face was pale and blue, and her brother hid behind her, not even daring to raise his head.

I looked at my aunt and whispered:

"For so many years, you have taken all the hardships for me. Today, this house is my way of repaying you."

The cruelest thing in the world is not human heart, but prejudice.

Fortunately, I have my aunt in my life. She is not my biological mother, but she is more like my mother than anyone else.

Ending:

They gave me life, but not love.

It was my aunt who lifted me up from the mud and taught me how to be a person with dignity and backbone.

This house is not the end of my gratitude, but the starting point of our rebirth.