Chapter 2255

Vireo smiled miserably. "Also, ever since I could remember when I was about seven years old, I had to cook for myself. Whenever the family has any good food, it's all for my three sisters. There was never any for me. My sisters will have money for breakfast every morning when we go to school, but not me. The feeling of hunger was unbearable, so what could I do? I had to get up very early to cook for myself in the kitchen. Even so, grandma would still beat me up with her walking stick as she said I was wasting the gas. If I were your son, and if you had cared for me even a little, would you have let your son go without food in the morning? He continued. "When I was eight, and I was only in second grade, you sent me to a cannery at the south border of our county during the two months of my summer break. You let me, an eight-year-old child, work for them and wash the cans. At that time, washing a can will only earn me a single penny. I was only able to make thirty cents after washing thi