Xu Shuanghong felt a pang of sympathy when she saw her daughter's hands covered in frostbite. "Did they throw all the clothes at you again for washing?"
"Yes," said Mei Bao, feeling hopeless for her future. "They don't treat me as a person; they shove everything onto me. I'm human, not a beast of burden."
"My child, bear with it a little longer. We've come so far, we cannot give up now."
"But how long do I have to endure?" Mei Bao raised her hands, "Why won't you and sister help me?"
She had already sacrificed so much, why was she expected to sacrifice even more?
"Your sister and I have more important matters," Xu Shuanghong's eyes were evasive. "You know our previous objective."
"But I can't stand it anymore. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop myself from spilling everything." Mei Bao had realized that she had been abandoned by her mother and sister, but why should she suffer this?
