Mom bought my life for 80,000 yuan. In order to give birth to my younger brother, I was forced to take the name Yang Zhaodi. Despite cutting his long hair, my brother hid my admission ticket. For the 30,000 bride price, my parents married me to a man ten years older than me, and I was severely injured by my mother-in-law, who took 50,000 and abandoned me in the mountains to be devoured by wolves.
Ten years later, I stood by the bedside of a dying woman and personally sent my brother to prison. My name is Yang Zhaodi, and my parents gave me this name because they wanted a boy.
Today, I was planting rice in the scorching sun, my trouser legs were pulled above my knees, my calves were covered in mud, and occasionally one or two leeches crawled into my skin and were picked out by me with blood. There was a shout in the distance, and I narrowed my eyes and looked at the figure running towards me, it was my neighbor Aunt Liu. Aunt Liu, is there something wrong with you?
I got up from the seedlings, wiped the sweat from my chin, and brushed the hair that stuck to my face. Aunt Liu said breathlessly: "Oh, Brother Zhao, there is a Taoist priest at home." Your father told you to go back." I didn't know what this Taoist priest was doing, and asked with a frown: "Do you know what he came for?" ”
Aunt Liu crossed her waist, and the sunlight shone on her face wrinkled, "I don't know, it seems that there is something urgent." "I quickly put down my hoe, pulled myself out of the mud, carried the plastic shoes on the field ridge, and ran barefoot to my home. When I got home, the mud on my feet had been wiped clean from the grass on the side of the road. Cherry stepped out from behind the door and beckoned to me.
I left my shoes outside the hall door, took off my straw hat and hung it on a nail. When I entered the house, I looked silently at the Taoist priest, who was wearing a blue shirt, a cloth hat, and a mustache. He has a gossip Taijitu on his hat, and he's also looking at me, what is the purpose of asking me to come back?
I asked nonchalantly, breaking the strange atmosphere in the room. Yang Cheng put one arm on the table and looked at the woman standing by the door, his face a little displeased. He still walked slowly towards me, put his hand on my shoulder, and pressed me tightly to the bench.
Yang Cheng, what do you want to do? Like a wild dog, I yelled viciously at the man, "I am your father, Mr. Li." You look at the good daughter you taught. ”
The man threw down his hand, picked up the cigarette stick and pointed at Li Lianzhi's nose,
"Donuts and cut cherries in the middle, fill the gap with a layer of cream".
