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Tang Zhenzhen's fingertips were white with how tightly she was gripping her hands, almost to the point of bleeding. But she knew she couldn't... she couldn't collapse right there, nor could she snatch the five yuan back from Ning Yuan's hand.,He had to be scolded loudly — he was unruly, wrote a reflection, no food, and was beaten with a grim face.,Her mother, however, thought it was teaching her manners and even wanted to give her away to her childless aunt. It was only because her father saw how much she cried that he refused.。