Zuo Ranjia struggled to prop up her body and lay down in a comfortable position, she stared at Jin Lingqing closely, she no longer had any strength to earn a fair amount, she just wanted to hear what happened to Du Xuze.

But she couldn't ask, for fear that Jin Lingqing, a crazy woman, would notice something, so in order to satisfy her distorted heart, she held back and didn't say anything.

"Look at how old you look now, where is there still the shadow of the first beauty in Kyoto?" Jin Lingqing smiled and sighed a few times: "You are two years younger than me, when I go out, I call you grandma, and others will not find it strange."

Think about how many people were confused by your fox face? It's just that a few men are affectionate, and you just met Du Xuze. With him at your side, you can live a life of superiority.

Alas, Ran Jia, I didn't say you, I really sent you to you, you are disgusted. I pretended to coax you a few words, and you treated Du Xuze like an enemy.

Your hospitalization is free of medical expenses, it is indeed not a contribution to Guohua, it is a lie told to you by Du Xuze and the doctor. ”

Speaking of this, Jin Lingqing's face was a little distorted, "You treat him like this, he even guards you for a lifetime." You say, what's so good about you, a beautiful face and a dead reading brain, you have been deceived by me, and you can also become someone's palm treasure! ”

"However, none of this matters, the plane crashed, Du Xuze's family business that he has saved all his life, and all the inheritance that belongs to you has become our Zuo family."

Zuo Ranjia's tears finally rolled down, she should have thought of it, that person has pestered her all her life, how could she not come when she was sick and dying? Unless he can't come!

Seeing that Zuo Ranjia finally showed a dead heart, Jin Lingqing exhaled comfortably, stood up and brushed the folds on his clothes, "I will accept the will with a smile, anyway, no one will appeal to you, it can only take effect." ”

She opened the door and beckoned her hand out, and a nurse with a mask came in with a needle.

Zuo Ranjia watched as the cold liquid flowed down the needle and into the bloodstream, and within half a minute, a huge feeling of exhaustion hit. She looked at the bare tree outside the window, and the corners of her lips overflowed with a smile, it was good that she didn't have to suffer anymore.

When the layer of paper that suppressed her feelings popped, the deep love that surged inside, she was lost in it, and closed her eyes with a strong attachment and regret.

I only hope that the man can wait on the Yellow Springs Road, she doesn't want to miss him again.

The winter in northwest China was particularly cold, and the wind was whining, digging into the cracks of the doors and windows, and in a dimly lit hut surrounded by broken doors, there was a thin man lying on the cold earthen kang.

Under the sweat-soaked and scattered hair, there is a fair and delicate little face, the woman's eyebrows are slightly frowned, her eyes are narrow, her eyelashes are slightly trembling, her small nose is straight, and although her lips are dried and peeled, they have not damaged her color at all, but she has an amazing morbid beauty that makes people can't help but dig out their hearts and lungs.

She moaned lowly, and her misty eyes slowly opened, a little startled.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, she subconsciously took a light breath and closed her eyes.

"Tomorrow, the widower of the Wang family will come to pull people, and her fever has not subsided," a middle-aged woman stepped forward to take a look, and saw that the person on the bed was flushed, and said a little sadly.

"She can't die, her life is hard," the man said in a rough voice, "Don't look at how old the widower of the Wang family is, he can't steal happiness if he can marry a wife like a flower and jade?" As soon as tomorrow passes, it will not be our business whether we live or die. ”

"Alas, hopefully, this Nizi usually looks obedient and doesn't fight or grab, if you know that we set such a family business for her, you can't hit the wall? Let's, let's," the woman didn't say anything for a long time.

The man sneered: "Come on, you want to call me ruthless?" Let's two pounds and eight taels, didn't you ask someone to order that widower? Now I regret it, you married it! Women, no matter how fierce they are, they have to be appointed when they are dragged by men to do things. ”

The woman snorted and said cowardly: "I'm not still for the four sons below, without these three turns and five hundred yuan, do you have the ability to marry a daughter-in-law for your son?" If you have some money, you will gamble," she had just read two sentences, and she was frightened back by the man's big eyes.

"I don't eat at home at night, you look at people," the man cursed secretly, spat on the ground, and walked out with his sleeves humming a little song. Thinking about tomorrow's income, he can at least have a few dozen dollars for recreation, and the beauty in his heart.

The woman sighed, frowned at the motionless person on the bed, and whispered: "Nizi, you can't blame your mother for being ruthless, who made our family poor, and your younger brothers are almost at the age of marriage, there is nothing to do." Your father and mother can't recognize you, so you can be a village woman in peace, and you will have to wipe your eyes clean in the next life. ”

When the door creaked shut again, the person on the bed opened his eyes in disbelief and pinched the flesh on his inner thigh, and the sharp pain rushed straight to his head, arousing a thin layer of sweat.

She tugged at the corners of her lips, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

was finally able to get rid of the sea of suffering, but when she opened her eyes, she was still soaking in the sea of suffering, or she fell into the water and couldn't have children, the place in the art troupe was replaced, and her leg was broken and she was going to marry a widower tomorrow!

Zuo Ranjia sat up with difficulty hugging the quilt, the dull pain in her legs was much lighter than the pain she suffered from the cancer that spread throughout her body in her last years.

She had already seen the true face of the Zuo family, she didn't want to sit still, she continued to dedicate herself stupidly, and thinking of the dirty things that happened tomorrow night, the heart that desperately wanted to escape beat even more violently.

Zuo Ranjia pressed her heart tightly, and her brain moved quickly.

It should be the seventy-five years of Huaxia now, and the movement that suppressed countless people will not be able to pass for a year, and it is precisely the period when it is difficult to move an inch without bills and certificates.

If she doesn't care about anything, she will leave immediately, become a black household, and she will not be able to survive at all.

And the village chief who issued the letter is the boss of the Zuo family, that is, the brother of the man just now!

So she had to think long-term and withdraw from the marriage in front of her first.

Zuo Ranjia rubbed her dizzy head and told herself to be calm, at least she is only seventeen years old now, with a lot of youth, as long as she passes the hurdle in front of her, relying on her decades of experience, she will definitely be able to get out of the fire of the Zuo family, and she will live a prosperous life.

She squinted her eyes slightly, endured her disgust and hatred, and went through the days of herself and Wang Widower in her previous life, bit by bit.

The widower is almost forty years old, and he covets her young and beautiful body.

But he borrowed so much money to marry a wife, and he wanted a son to inherit the lineage.