242. Self-inflicted abuse cannot be lived

"Seeing that it's getting dark, it will take a few hours to get out of the mining area, you don't think about her, you have to think about your son, seeing that the rainstorm is coming, if the dizzy Ah Ling accidentally falls into the mine, both mother and son will die, you bastard, you?" The old woman ran to chase Ah Ling despite her son's obstruction.

"I'll go and see, you go home first, don't really have anything wrong with this crazy woman. The man started the car and chased it out.

"Husband, I have a stomachache, you come back. Mei waved her hands behind the car and shouted.

"You wait for me, I'll send them home and come back. The man drove away.

It is said that it is the office of the mining area, but it is just a contract to carry stones for the cement factory, and the title of a mine manager is just added by himself, and there are more than a dozen migrant workers under him to blow up the mountain and open a mine.

The workers live in the mountains, and they basically don't come to the office when they have nothing to do. So there is no second person in the office now except for Xiaomei.

The man caught up with Ah Ling and his mother, parked the car against the side of the road, and he went over to hold the child in Ah Ling's arms without saying a word, and Ah Ling dodged like a ghost, she feared that they would snatch her child in a frenzy.

"You give me the child, you also get in the car, and I will send you back. If you walk like this, you won't be able to go back until dawn. I can't help it, you see Xiaomei's appearance, how can I bear to leave her alone?" The man seemed to want to explain something.

A day passed, Ah Ling did not eat a bite of food, the milk was naturally insufficient, and the child in his arms was also hungry and cried "hungry, hungry". She thought that it was very difficult to walk out on her own feet, maybe she fell in the mountains without going out, she didn't let go of the child, just stood by the car.

The man opened the car door: "You are like this, you will always look arrogant and look down on people, and you will never know that a woman's tenderness is the most advantageous weapon." ”

"Just you? You deserve my tenderness? Blame me for being blind to you. Ah Ling replied with hatred in her heart, but she didn't say anything, she felt that any word to say to such a person would be a stain on her dignity. She regretted herself: she thought that her excellent self was the idea that she could understand and transform that uneducated man.

Along the way, several people were speechless, after a few thunders, it suddenly rained heavily, the road in the mining area was muddy and bumpy, the car slowly moved in the mine, the man scolded all the way, while complaining about this "ghost weather", while cursing Ah Ling is a "disaster star".

Ah Ling didn't say a word, she didn't have the strength and scheming to reason with this man anymore, she was more sad than dead, her heart in him was dead.

The old woman looked at her son's frustrated and fiery love, and the car drove crookedly, worried that one would accidentally fall into the abyss and die well, so she stopped her son's complaint.

When I got out of the mine, the weather was better, the rain wasn't so heavy, and it was early in the morning when I got home. Ah Ling and the child lay on the bed tiredly, and the child was tired from crying all the way and fell into a deep sleep.

The man drove all night, and he was exhausted, so he fell asleep, and he didn't care that there was a woman with a big belly who was about to give birth and was struggling on the line of life and death.

After a few people left, Xiaomei's stomach ached, in this uninhabited mine, she told every day not to call the earth and the earth to be ineffective, she died of pain, tossed a bed into a mess, amniotic fluid and blood flowed all over the bed, but the child has not been born, 17-year-old she has no physiological knowledge, let alone production experience, in a tight labor pain fear invaded her mind, she almost saw death beckoning to her not far away.

She screamed so that her voice was hoarse, and no one showed up, and as the blood loss increased, she slowly lost her strength and vitality, and by then she could no longer feel pain, and she fell into a semi-comatose state.

It was raining outside, lightning and thunder, and it seemed to wash away this already barbaric and absurd world.

She insisted on dying, she insisted until the man who said he loved her married her as a bride, she wanted her son to become justified, and she didn't want him to be a wild seed.

Is my cousin's curse of "mother and son dead" about to be fulfilled? Impossible! How could she be so young and full of energy?

She is actually ashamed of her cousin, her cousin has always cared for her, cared about her, she is the eldest child in the family, the poor and backward countryside has given her too much torture, she has to help her parents raise 5 younger siblings, although the country has family planning, but their family has been planning to have a boy, until the birth of the younger brother, the parents did not stop the pace of childbearing.

The family's life is embarrassing, and the cousin she saw when she grew up was a college graduate, a village party secretary, and she was proud of being a wind and rain, and married a mining boss, and her cousin who asked for money, money, and power always made her envious.

Her cousin asked her to be her brother-in-law's assistant very happy, she no longer has to plant rice and pull wheat in the wind and rain, she can be a farmer with her face facing the loess and her back to the sky, she can have her own salary income, she is happy when she thinks about the title of assistant.

Originally, she wanted to take good care of her brother-in-law and be a good assistant. It's a pity that that time, the brother-in-law got drunk and said that he liked her, and she thought: Wouldn't it be more powerful if there was such a rich and powerful man as a backer and didn't have to work for his cousin?

So she half-pushed and half-gave herself to him.

In the following days, she used her scheming little by little not only to occupy the man's body, but also to tie the man's heart and their children. She wants to rely on him to no longer live a poor and poor life, and she wants to give her younger siblings and parents a bright life by herself. She has no ability, she can only rely on her youth and beauty.

Therefore, in the face of her cousin's questioning, she must not give in or retreat, she must hold on to what she has worked so hard to get in her own hands, even if it is ashamed of her conscience.

Conscience? How much is conscience worth? Can conscience be exchanged for beautiful clothes, can it be exchanged for delicious food? She still expects to rely on him to go out of the mountains and live the life of a city person.

She used her barren imagination to imagine: she wanted to be like those city people, take the bus and swipe the card "drip" and walk in proudly; she wanted to be like the city people, she didn't need to look at the price list when she entered the restaurant, and she could eat whatever she wanted; she also wanted to paint her face as if it was not her own face, put on high heels, and go to the big shopping mall "with a bang", without worrying about the disdainful eyes of the city people......

And the premise of this qiē realization is the wealthy brother-in-law on the list.

The man originally planned to hide the beauty of the house, where would she be willing? She either didn't do it, or she wanted it all, so she didn't want to be the little third as the people in the city said.

Isn't there a lot of novels where the "juniors" have completed their "ascendancy"? Many of her words today were learned from novels. Otherwise, she could come up with such a decisive line from her lonely mind?

Her nerves were in a trance......