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Ding Rou opened her eyes countless times, and what came into her eyes was still a man-blue gauze tent, with a mattress spread under her body, Ding Rou's hand crossed the satin countless times, not the waterbed in her master bedroom, Ding Rou finally sighed, raised her hand and raised her middle finger, God, you don't take such a playful person, although she Ding Rou is divorced, she has a car, a house and a deposit in modern times, she has a worry-free life, and she can go abroad from time to time to relax, she is not a bitter woman, she does not need to be reborn to save, fortunately, Ding Rou has more eyes and makes a will, Don't want to get a penny from that pair of dog men and women, but Ding Rou is very unwilling, modern friends won't think she committed suicide for love, as long as Ding Rou thinks of this, she wants to see if she can die back.

If Ding Rou would commit suicide for the sake of the scumbag, it would be a stain on Ding Rou's life, and she would feel more ashamed than Ding Rou who didn't know people and looked at Meng Haoran wrongly. The hands are not big, inferred from age, this body is not very old, it should not be more than ten years old, the hands are clean and soft, and there are no calluses made by labor, Ding Rou speculated that the person who possessed him should be a young lady, but the furnishings in the house are very valuable in modern times, but in ancient times, they are just average.

In order to talk to Mrs. Zhou, who likes antiques, Ding Rou in the previous life, and promote the cooperation with Shengshi Real Estate, Ding Rou did not work hard to study antiques, and deduced from the pair of ceramic bottles placed on the cabinet Ding Rou deduced that the age was the Ming Dynasty?

Ding Rou immediately turned over and sat up, Ming Dynasty? Bound feet? Ding Rou lifted the quilt, looked at her feet carefully, and did not bind her feet, if she crossed to the Ming Dynasty where her feet had to be bound, Ding Rou would rather die back, and the same as the chastity archway, it was the most cruel persecution of women. After dispelling the worries and worries in her heart, Ding Rou wondered again, wasn't it the Ming Dynasty? Where was she sent by God who loves to play tricks?

There was a faint sound of conversation at the door, Ding Rou listened more and more clearly, and was about to enter the door, Ding Rou lay down again neatly, closed her eyes, and didn't want to show her flaws before she figured things out.

"Miss Six is sick, you can ask someone to grab a pair of medicine for her, I beg you."

The door was suddenly pushed open, Ding Rou's eyes opened a gap, and looked at the two people who spoke, a middle-aged woman with an obese body, a round face, and a pile of fat under her chin, two bright golden hairpins on her bun, a pair of red phoenix eyes looked at the room greedily, ignoring Ding Rou lying on the bed, but paid great attention to the pair of porcelain vases on the lacquered wood case.

"No, no, this won't work."

Ding Rou saw a slender woman rushing out behind the fat woman, because her back was to the bed, Ding Rou couldn't see her appearance clearly, her voice was very good, even if she was anxious, she felt slow and orderly, wearing a half-worn sapphire blue pleat, wearing a Luo skirt underneath, the bun on her head was in the style of a woman, no golden hairpin, only a hosta that had been used for a long time at a glance, compared to the fat woman, this weak woman looked very shabby.

"That pair of porcelain vases was given to Miss Six by the master, you can't take them."

Ding Rou could hear that the weak woman's voice was trembling, and she couldn't take it as if she had exhausted all her strength, it was the most daring sentence, Ding Rou was confused, Miss Six was calling her, could it be that her family was in the middle of the road and she was forced to pay a debt? Ding Rou has a feeling, things are by no means simple, a few fragments flashed in her mind, Ding Rou can't connect them together, the house in her mind is very big and luxurious, and there are many people, every woman who appears in her mind, no matter how old or small, is full of pearls, surrounded by pearles, the last impression in Ding Rou's mind stays on the eyes of a young girl, hatred and jealousy, Ding Rou covers your forehead, it's too similar, that hateful gaze is too similar to Ding Min, who is she? Ding Rou can't remember the girl's appearance...

"It's because the old man is worth the money, so he can sell it to catch medicine for Miss Six."

"No, no."

"Since you want to save Miss Six, you still feel sorry for the porcelain bottle, there is no broken silver on the Zhuangzi, and Miss Six's medicine is still good."

The weak woman looked back at Ding Rou on the bed, her eyes were full of love without regrets, Ding Rou was attracted by those eyes, forgetting that she looked down on cowardly people the most, like her mother, when Ding Rou was five years old in her previous life, her father, no, Ding Zhenyu met true love and divorced her mother, her mother was kind enough to fulfill them, and she didn't take anything away until she signed the divorce letter, she didn't know that she was pregnant again, her mother took Ding Rou to live in a small town, life was hard, and her mother was not in good health after giving birth to Ding Min, Ding Rou has been very sensible since she was a child, taking care of her mother, taking care of Ding Min, whoever bullied her mother Ding Rou dared to fight back, some people said that Ding Rou was a wild child without a father, Ding Rou could overturn the people who insulted her to the ground, beat them to beg for mercy, and after several battles, Ding Rou became the eldest sister of that area, and as soon as the order came out, no one obeyed.

Ding Rou's biggest regret is that when she was admitted to Northern University with the top results in the province, her mother died of illness, the corners of Ding Rou's eyes were moist, and she still can't forget her mother's last relieved smile, 'My Xiaorou is the strongest, Xiaorou promised me not to be a junior, not to be a stepmother, not to be a stepmother. ’

Ding Rou clenched her fists, she promised her mother that she would not destroy anyone's family, but Ding Rou was taken care of by Ding Min, who had been taken care of since childhood... Ding Rou never regretted designing Ding Min Meng Haoran, nor did she regret sending Ding Min to a mental hospital for retirement, but regretted that her mother would be sad for Ding Min.

The weak woman gritted her teeth, and slowly pulled off a pure gold bracelet at her wrist, there was a struggle, there was reluctance, and the knowledgeable Ding Rou could see that the bracelet was worth more than the pair of porcelain bottles, and it was also the most valuable jewelry of the weak couple, and she may still retain a good memory of her.

"You can take it and sell it, Miss Six's medicine can't be stopped."

The fat woman's eyes narrowed into a slit, weighed the bracelet, and became more and more satisfied: "How else to say that the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and a little leakage from your fingers is enough for the slave and maid to enjoy, and the pair of porcelain vases is given to the sixth lady by the master, and I can't go back to the main house, it's always a thought, isn't it?" ”

"That pair of bottles is Miss Six's life, I'm fine, but Miss Six can't be fine."

Ding Rou closed her eyes and clutched the mattress under her, she was afraid that she would burst out and snatch the bracelet, the porcelain bottle was fate? Jokes, big jokes, Ding Rou doesn't think that the old man appreciates the porcelain vase is the most precious, the memory of the original body is a little messy, Ding Rou doesn't know everything in front of him, he doesn't dare to act rashly, he can only write down the bracelet, look at the greedy eyes of the fat woman, he will not be willing to be a bracelet, and there will always be a chance to get it back.

Ding Rou has unconsciously protected the weak woman behind her, just for the eyes that resemble her mother, warm and loving, if Ding Rou has regrets in her last life, it is that her son wants to raise but her relatives are not there.