Chapter 22 Why Not Let Her Study? It Doesn’t Cost Much Money.

The little guy tilted its head again.

“Time travel, don’t you understand?” Wen Yanyan asked again.

The little guy still didn’t react.

She had a sudden idea.

“Let me ask it another way. Are you your mother’s biological child? If yes, say one ‘woof’; if no, say two.”

“Woof!”

The little guy cried out once.

“Oh, you’re your mother’s biological child. I see. Come, let me give you a bath first. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt to cut off your tail.”

Wen Yanyan felt she had found the right way to communicate with the little guy.

It was a genius little wolf cub with an IQ over 120.

However, she was still a little regretful; it wasn’t her big ball (referring to a beloved pet).

…

The wolf cub’s tail was very thin, only as thick as a chopstick. After the bath and drying its fur, Wen Yanyan took an ordinary sewing thread, disinfected it with baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor), and tied it tightly three centimeters from the base of the tail. To prevent the thread from breaking, she wrapped it several times.

About a week after this treatment, the wolf cub’s tail nerves necrosed, and it fell off by itself.

After doing this, she carefully observed the little guy’s reaction and found no discomfort.

“Little guy, I didn’t lie to you, did it not hurt? Don’t resent me later, it’s for your own good,” Wen Yanyan said, stroking its little head.

If the tail amputation was successful, only one problem remained—the little guy’s barking. It didn’t bark “woof,” only “whimpered.” But Wen Yanyan had a solution for this problem that wouldn’t cause the cub any suffering.

Wen Yanyan got up, found an old piece of clothing, and laid it on the ground, temporarily placing the cub on it.

“Wait a moment, I’ll make you a small cotton pad. Don’t move around, be careful not to dirty your tail.”

She rummaged through her belongings again.

Soon, she found an old mattress.

Hmm?

Why did she have so many old things?

Yesterday, she found an old sheet, today an old piece of clothing and an old mattress.

Wen Yanyan rummaged again and found another old sheet and a pair of old pillowcases.

She frowned.

If she remembered correctly, she was newly married. Why did she have so many old things? Shouldn’t all the dowry be new for a newlywed couple?

Since her time travel, Wen Yanyan had never thought about her original family. Perhaps it was the original owner’s deliberate avoidance, but she hadn’t thought about it.

Today, it came to light that the original owner lived in a county-level city in northern China.

Her parents were both state-owned enterprise employees; her father worked in procurement, and her mother worked in a textile factory.

She had an older sister, five years older, named Wen Yingying.

Although she was the older sister, she never took care of Wen Yanyan.

Because Wen Yanyan was frail and often sick.

Due to his job, her father was always away on business trips. He would only be home for a few days before leaving again. Her mother often took care of the two children alone.

Wen Yanyan felt deeply affected.

Because her mother was very nervous about her sister; her eyes were only on Wen Yingying. If her sister felt a little unwell, she would be extremely anxious, rushing her to the hospital at night. Sometimes, she would be hospitalized for a month.

Wen Yanyan was left alone at home since she was a child. When she was hungry, she cooked for herself.

At that time, she was only five years old and cooked on a small stool.

Once, she accidentally knocked over the pot. Luckily, the food inside was cold.

Otherwise, besides her current weight, she might have had a big scar on her face.

Logically, since her mother wasn’t close to her, her maternal grandmother didn’t love her, and her father didn’t care for her, and she didn’t eat much, she shouldn’t have become so fat.

But why?

She just gained weight easily; she gained weight even by drinking water.

Throughout elementary school, she was the biggest fat kid in the class, and her classmates always teased her and gave her nicknames.

She was very self-conscious.

Her situation worsened in middle school, and she started skipping school and didn’t want to go to school.

When the teacher contacted her parents, her mother found out.

Without saying a word or asking why, she said, “You don’t want to go to school, right? Then don’t. Just stay home and take care of your sister, do housework, cook, and wash clothes.”

Wen Yanyan regretted it.

She cried and said she wanted to go back to school, but her mother disagreed and went to school the next day to have her withdrawn.

With Wen Yanyan’s care, her sickly sister went to high school.

From then on, Wen Yanyan became even more self-destructive, completely giving up on managing her weight, and her weight skyrocketed.

After her sister went to university, when Wen Yanyan was barely eighteen, her mother eagerly married her off.

She only received two mattresses, two sheets, and a pair of pillowcases as dowry.

A few clothes, all old.

Recalling this, Wen Yanyan felt sorry for the original owner. What kind of mother was this? Was she even a real mother?

Why was the difference so great between the two daughters?

Sigh!

Original owner, do you know?

You’re not fat because you’re lazy or overeat; it’s because of long-term emotional suppression, causing endocrine disorders that led to obesity.

It’s okay, rest in peace. I’ll live a good life for you.

As for that heartless mother, she’s so far away; I can’t get revenge on her in the short term.

But don’t worry, I’ll get justice for you sooner or later.

I’ll ask her face-to-face why she had me expelled from school! She didn’t even ask the reasons for skipping school or not wanting to go to school; she just made a rash decision.

Free nine-year compulsory education, it doesn’t cost much money, why wouldn’t she let me study?!

So infuriating!

As for these old dowries, it’s okay, they’re useful; I can make a den for the little guy.