At home, Xiaocao has no mood to think about other things at all. She sits on the bed alone, the book is spread out, and the wind blows it up and down page by page. She turns out that she is really an unwelcome child. She wraps the waste pile with black cloth, and Xiaocao doesn't cry, because she doesn't understand what she did wrong To treat her cruelly in this way?

it's a happy thing for a normal person to get a new baby, but she was wrapped in a living black cloth to let her live and die. The grass smiled coldly. Her life is really special.

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