readx;? The cold wind blew wildly like a demonic disease, the dead trees in the backyard were frozen and screamed, goose feathers and snow were pouring down all over the sky, and the low firewood house and messy backyard were like white quilts, unusually depressed and shivering. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qiao Xiaojing, who had been beaten, was like a dying lamb, dragged to the firewood room by two young family members with one leg, and there was a crooked trace on the snow.

They kicked open the door with their feet, dragged Qiao Xiaojing over the one-foot-high threshold, and threw her inside. The cold threshold collided with Qiao Xiaojing's head, making a dull sound, and blood stains appeared on the threshold and the ground instantly.

As if they had heard nothing and seen nothing, the two ruthless men did not say a word, their faces were expressionless, they locked the door, did not look back, and hunched their waists towards the front yard.

Qiao Xiaojing collapsed on the ground for several hours before she got up, her frozen limbs were like cracked branches in front of the firewood house, straight and unable to make any bending movements, and after a long while, she limped to a pile of weeds at the base of the wall, sat on the weeds with great difficulty, shivered all over, and threw the weeds on the ground to her body, hoping to serve as a bedding to keep out the cold.

The cold of the bone erosion eased slightly, Qiao Xiaojing realized that the pain in her head was unbearable, so she rubbed her shriveled hand on her head, she felt that the scalp and hair were missing from the frontal bone, and the scalp on the frontal bone was covered on the back of the head like a felt hat, and the hair was like a tassel on this felt hat, which was draped on the back.

The forebrain was bare and wet, like an unfinished and somewhat damp skull.

There was a thick scab of blood on the left side of her face, which fell off several pieces at the touch of it, and there were several scratches on the right side of her face, which was her face now. She took her head into her arms and twitched violently.

The wind howled, the snow flew all over the sky, and the door of the firewood house was "creaked" by the wind.

After noon, a guy opened the door of the firewood room and put lunch in front of Qiao Xiaojing.

Qiao Xiaojing heard someone's movement, and instinctively raised her head, this guy didn't expect that the person in front of him would be so ugly, he was simply a monster, a monster that could only appear in his sleep after being frightened.

This guy was almost scared to death by Qiao Xiaojing, he stumbled, the plate in his hand fell to the ground, the food on the plate spilled all over the ground, and he crawled out of the firewood door, shouting all the way to the front yard. Needless to say, this scene can also imagine the embarrassment.

Hearing the screams, the wicked woman and a group of thugs under her command rushed to hear the sound one after another.

Even the wicked woman, who didn't know how many bad things she had done and how many lives she had destroyed, was stunned when she saw Qiao Xiaojing, who looked like a ghost in the firewood room, her face turned pale, and her hands trembled, as if she had seen a ghost.

When she calmed down, the wicked woman said to the people around her: "See, this is the end of not listening to me!" Everyone looked at Qiao Xiaojing indifferently, and no one responded to the wicked woman's words, of course, who would provoke the wicked woman for an irrelevant person?

Qiao Xiaojing knew that it was useless to resist, she didn't make a fuss, she just glanced at the wicked woman with disdainful eyes, with a cold smile on her face, and stretched out her legs to kick over the rice bowl in front of her, only to see that the rice bowl, which was already a little tattered, rolled on the ground for most of the circle, and then slowly stopped.

The nests and radish strips scattered on the ground were still scattered on the ground.

The wicked woman covered her mouth and nose, looked at Qiao Xiaojing, who was crazy, shook her head, and said coldly-"As long as you are alive, lock the doors and windows." He turned and left.

Those villains, one by one, even showed joy on their faces, and left the firewood room with their masters.

From the moment Qiao Xiaojing** reached the scalp on her forehead bone drooping on the back of her head, her heart was already dead, and she began to go on a hunger strike, and began to look forward to death taking her away.

After several days of hunger strike, Qiao Xiaojing began to feel dizzy, and then hallucinations appeared in front of her.

-- She saw that the house was decorated with flowers, and the big red words were very eye-catching, and they were posted in the middle of the yellowed and blackened wall. Father and mother were smiling with joy, and were running to and fro about her wedding, and the children who loved to join in the fun were chasing and playing and running past her, and the adults of the village came to congratulate her one by one, and their faces were full of joy.

-- Wearing a purple and gold phoenix crown and a big red veil, she was sitting on a warm kang, waiting for the arrival of Teacher Wang's marrying team.

Suddenly, the children shouted loudly: "The marrying team is coming, the marrying team is coming...... and then, she heard the pleasant suona sound not far away, and hurriedly asked someone to put on the big red hijab. The groom, Mr. Wang, wore a red dress, rode on a tall horse, and walked at the forefront of the greeting procession, handsome and burly.

The villagers hugged and pushed the little shy Teacher Wang to her side, Teacher Wang smiled stupidly, and half an hour passed before she woke up like a dream, picked her up, and walked steadily towards the house.

The sound of firecrackers sounded, the sedan chair got up, and she shed tears of happiness.

-- She sat in a sedan chair and looked forward to a better future, imagining herself as a knowledgeable and virtuous helper, and imagining Teacher Wang as a talented gentleman in the world.

-- She saw her bright future, a life like honey watering it, and she was already overjoyed when she was still in the sedan chair -- every day after dinner, she sat at the desk with Teacher Wang and talked about Shakespeare's "All Are Happy", recited Rabindranath Tagore's "Gitanjali", or played hide and seek with her own children, and the whole family enjoyed themselves......

Just when Qiao Xiaojing was deep in reverie, the melodious suona sound had turned into a heart-wrenching sadness, the sedan chair fell heavily to the ground, the sedan chair drivers beat their chests and cried to the sky, Prince Charming disappeared, the tall horse stood lonely on the side of the road, she shook her head, tears came out of her eyes.

The jubilant wedding seemed to have become a heart-wrenching funeral in an instant, Qiao Xiaojing looked at everything in front of her in wonder, not knowing what was going on? She was about to comfort the grieving palanquin man, an old man ran from the village, and said to her out of breath that something was wrong at home, Qiao Xiaojing didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly ran back.

As soon as Qiao Xiaojing ran into the yard, she found that the east house where she had lived for many years had collapsed, and the whole house was messy beyond recognition, and she didn't see her father.

Qiao Xiaojing immediately understood, although he couldn't believe his judgment, and even she thought that her judgment was ridiculous and was to be cursed, but she still believed that her father was crushed under the collapsed house, she rushed to the mound of dirt, desperately throwing the soil, she wanted to rescue her father quickly, she wanted to see Fu Qing's smile.

She wanted to see hope for life, even if it was always very slim.

To her amazement, she found that the soil she and her mother had thrown back to its original position, and then, no matter how hard they tried, the handful of soil would return to its original place as soon as it was thrown out.

Qiao Xiaojing and her mother Chunhua knelt helplessly on the mound, kowtowed and cried loudly, at this time a whirlwind blew, and the dust covered her and her mother's eyes, and when the two opened their eyes again, they found that a large circular open space appeared in the middle of the mound, and her father was lying in it, covered in blood, and the body had become a thin layer except for his hands, and the blood was splashed around, but his hands were intact, holding a big red letter in one hand, and a handful of fruit candy in the other......

As the hunger strike was extended, Qiao Xiaojing was already haggard, with towering cheekbones, a yellow face, sunken eyes, scattered eyes, black forehead, unkempt hair, more like a ghost, and the frequency of hallucinations became higher and higher, and each hallucinations began with joy and ended with sorrow.

Just when Qiao Xiaojing and Black and White Impermanence were about to meet, the wicked woman sent someone to carry her to the small wooden building, found her a Langzhong, and kept saying that she wanted to treat Qiao Xiaojing.

Qiao Xiaojing herself understands better than anyone else that the wicked woman can't be so kind, but she doesn't know why this wicked woman invited Langzhong, and at this time, she still doesn't know what this wicked woman wants to save her cheap life.

After carefully checking the pulse and observing carefully, Lang Zhong shook his head in disappointment, and said in a faint whisper: "If you want me to say, you better hurry up and prepare for the future, don't let her bring you bad luck." ”

"You mean she's dead?" the wicked woman didn't want to hear from her ears.

"Yes, ma'am. She only has one breath left, and she could die at any moment!"

"I must live," the wicked woman roared like madness, "and yes, do you understand what I mean?

"I really don't understand," you said, rubbing your beard, full of doubts, "why are you so attached to her, she is a dying person, and she is of no use at all, so why waste the ocean on her? You know, it's not worth spending a lot of money on such a person!"

Although Qiao Xiaojing was dying, she could still hear their conversation to some extent, when Lang Zhong repeatedly proposed to give up the treatment, she felt like she had finally gained freedom, or was about to be free, she felt a lot more relaxed, and even had an indescribable pleasure in her heart.

Just wants to die, for Qiao Xiaojing at the moment, this is her greatest wish.

"What are you talking about, you are a langzhong, isn't it your duty to see a doctor and save people?" the shrewd wicked woman paused for a moment, and immediately retorted, "I can't destroy the cash cow in my own hands, although this little hoof has a ruined face, but his body is still very valuable, and this business cannot be left out." ”

Then the wicked woman used a thousand reasons to show that it was a wise decision to heal Qiao Xiaojing at any cost, and ordered someone to bring a plate of silver.

Lang Zhong squinted his eyes and glanced at the plate full of silver, his constricted brows suddenly relaxed, his half-squinted eyes suddenly became shining, and he tried his best to control the ecstasy in his heart, and said with a smile: "Madam is really a bodhisattva, it really touches the contemptible people, let me think about it!"

The wicked woman asked Lang Zhong to sit down, and she sat down on another chair, and whispered with the shining silver in front of her. In the end, Lang Zhong, who would glance at the silver from time to time, said happily: "I have the heart to help the world, how can I not save myself when I die?"

When Qiao Xiaojing heard this Lang Zhong's words, her inexplicable joy was instantly blown away by the cold wind......

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