Wang Nan had not expected that she wouldn't even have a room, nor a share of the attic, and would end up having to spread a bedroll in the main room, she truly felt wronged.
Mother Wang sighed, "Xiaonan, I know I've wronged you, but there's really no other way."
"It's because our house isn't big." Mother Wang said pitifully.
Wang Nan didn't want to upset Mother Wang, and besides, this was the situation in her family, many people, especially sons, yet a small house, "I don't feel wronged."
Seeing Wang Nan give in, Mother Wang's lips curled into a smile, she knew that as long as she presented herself in a pitiful way, in the end, she would have her way.
Wang Nan was not unaware that Mother Wang was feigning pity, but she couldn't say no, and besides, having many brothers was her most solid support.
Wang Nan felt empowered by this thought; even though her days on the farm were tough and she had to be frugal, at least she had a mountain to lean on for the future.