Mo Xiaoqi was wearing a white flower on his head, wearing filial piety clothes, holding his crying son in his arms, with tears on his face, and a pair of red and swollen eyes that made people feel distressed.

Everyone thought she had just killed her husband, so she was heartbroken.

So her relatives comforted her that she must live well and take care of her young children.

It wasn't until late at night that no one got up from the cushion, rubbed her sore legs, smiled on her face, and spat on the man's coffin, "You deserve it, but you are luckier than me, when I died that year, there was no one to collect the body." ”

Mo Xiaoqi is not from this world, nor is he the owner of this thin body.

In the 21st century, she was married to a man and worked as a stay-at-home mother at home after giving birth to a child.

Her husband has a habit of domestic violence, and it was because of domestic violence that she finally died. After his death, he was thrown into an abandoned septic tank by his own husband.

Before she died, she realized that if she wanted not to be bullied, only she was strong enough, but it was too late.

But where can the wheel of fate so easily kill a miserable woman?

When I woke up, I was already in this dynasty that I had never heard of, and there was a little doll less than a year old in my arms.

Coincidentally, the owner of this body is also called Mo Xiaoqi. She also has all the memories of this body.

When the original owner was seventeen years old, he was married to a ruffian hooligan by his stepmother, and after giving birth to a son at the age of twenty-one, he became pregnant twice, but he was beaten by his father-in-law twice and had a miscarriage.

At the age of twenty-two, Xianggong lost his gambling and lost his family, and after hollowing out his in-laws' family, he sold Mo Xiaoqi to the richest An family in the county.

The old lady of the An family listened to the words of the fortune teller and thought that she was good, and if she married into the An family, she would definitely be able to give birth to a boy and a half girl for the An family.

It's funny, will the eight characters have such a bad fate?

The eldest young master of the An family has married four wives successively, but none of them have a long life, and they have not left a queen for the An family.

Mo Xiaoqi became the fifth wife of the eldest young master of the An family.

But on the wedding night, she was stripped naked by the eldest young master and thrown out of the new house.

The eldest young master once looked at her trembling condescendingly, and a hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of his lips, "It's just a, I want to see how good your eight characters are, and how hard your life is." ”

An Yize raised her hand, and a piece of paper fell in front of her, and she carefully picked it up.

It was a letter of resignation given to her by the An family.

In the cold winter, she was almost frozen to death outside the new house.

If she dies, there should be no one to bury the corpse, and she will not be able to enter the ancestral hall, and she will definitely be dragged to the mass grave in the back mountain and discarded at will.

The sun, without any temperature, shone on her, but she was already a stiff corpse.

The housekeeper, who still had a shred of conscience, did not take her off the mass grave, but wrapped her in sackcloth and ordered her to be thrown back to her husband's house.

So at least someone else will collect her body.

But her life was really hard, and she woke up.

It's just that what woke up was another Mo Xiaoqi, a brand new soul.

She was lying on the couch, and an old woman was wiping her body with hot water with a displeased face.

It turned out that it was the old woman who got up early in the morning and found that she was still breathing weakly.

The memories of the owner of this body overlap and intertwine with the memories of his own twenty-first century.

This old woman who wiped her body for herself was the mother-in-law of the original owner of the body. And he has a son who is more than a year old.

She knew that she was now under the fence, and her body was weak, and she still needed someone to take care of her.

At that moment, she decided to hold her guard first, and it was already very merciful that God could give her another chance to live.

Mo Xiaoqi's father-in-law saw that she came back with a letter of resignation, of course he wouldn't say anything, free labor, free women.

The two have been together for a whole month, Mo Xiaoqi pretended to be virtuous and gentle, but she couldn't be with this man for the rest of her life.

She knew that with this man's temperament, he would inevitably sell her again.

That night, she was about to fall asleep with her child in her arms, but there was something else in her ears.

"Mother, open the door, dead open the door. Hmm, water, want to drink water. The man's voice was in the courtyard, and it seemed that he had drunk too much wine again.

She put the sleeping child on the bed and was about to open the door, but she heard a "pop" sound.

Yes! She suddenly remembered that this man had the habit of going directly to the large water tank in the courtyard to scoop water and drink, and he had fallen into the water tank.

The owner of his own body had twice rescued the drunk from a large man-high water tank.

And what about this time? Do you want to save this man who once beat his wife and caused her to have two miscarriages?

Of course not.

The man's fluttering sound in the water tank became smaller and smaller, Mo Xiaoqi let go of the hand that was touching the latch of the door, went back to the bed and hugged his son and lay down like this.

She was waiting for dawn to be found, for the man's white-soaked body to be found.

"Ahh The mother-in-law exclaimed, "My son! ”

Mo Xiaoqi knew that her mother-in-law would definitely set up a bench in the morning to scoop water and cook porridge in the big water tank.

"Someone! Come on! The mother-in-law shouted, and Mo Xiaoqi hurriedly opened the door and rushed out.

Before she could speak, her mother-in-law pointed at her nose and scolded: "You dead star, kill my son." ”

"Mother, don't say that. Let's ask the people from the yamen to take a look first! Mo Xiaoqi, who seemed very calm, surprised her mother-in-law, and suspected that her daughter-in-law had killed her son.

When the people from the yamen came, they pretended to judge that the deceased was drunk and thirsty, and wanted to drink water, so they fell into the big tank and drowned.

"Nonsense, this woman must have killed my son." The mother-in-law dragged Mo Xiaoqi's clothes and didn't let go, hating this woman in her heart.

"Mother, don't wronged people indiscriminately. Xianggong died, and I was sadder than anyone else. Mo Xiaoqi cried out of breath all of a sudden.

Acting, who wouldn't?

Zhao Hongyi, the county magistrate, frowned and looked at the poor woman who had just died, and ordered the entangled mother-in-law to be caught quickly.

The mother-in-law fainted to the ground, and the doctor said that it was caused by the rush of fire, and she was paralyzed, and I was afraid that she would never be able to get up again.

The man's funeral was handled by Mo Xiaoqi, and for the sake of his son's biological father, she used all her money to hold a grand funeral for him.

The spit on the coffin announced that Mo Xiaoqi finally didn't have to be tortured by the corpse inside.

But the hatred of domestic tyranny and killing the child in the womb, and the hatred of selling oneself into slavery, will not be so simple and oblivion.

Seven days after the mortuary, the coffin was buried in the soil, and no one knew that Mo Xiaoqi poured many poisonous insects, snakes and rats into the coffin.

Since this ruthless man can beat his wife twice and miscarry, he can sell his wife again.

Then why did she treat him well? The grand funeral was for outsiders to see, and the snakes, insects, rats and ants in the coffin were her revenge.

"Mo Xiaoqi, I can also avenge myself for you." She looked at the tablet at home and smiled bitterly.

Zhao Hong, the county magistrate, thought that her orphan and widow were pitiful, and took the silver and wanted to give it to her.

But before he entered the courtyard, he heard movement in the courtyard, and it turned out that the richest man in the county had sent someone to collect the arrears.

Of course, Mo Xiaoqi will not stop it, and if he owes others, he must always pay it back.