Rebirth: Poor Girl/C2 Sad Elder Sister
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C2 Sad Elder Sister

However, now that he thought about it, that was his marriage at the time, and this marriage was stolen from him by his sister. At that time, he had been sad for several days about this, but his mother said that his sister would definitely treat her well once she had a future.

Now that she thought about it, how could she have been so foolish at that time. If she had not trusted her own family and was completely defenseless against her own family, she would not have killed her husband Shenzhanglin and ended up in such a miserable state.

Without the money to buy medicine, Shenzhanglin died in the end, and she couldn't take the blow and also miscarried. In the end, she was taken away by her husband's family and driven out of their house.

However, she couldn't see the situation clearly and still wanted to return to her parents' home. In the end, after not even a year, her parents sold her to this Guanfu for two taels of silver, bringing about the tragic start of her life!

Thinking about the past, Xiawanqing started to cry. She shakily raised the scissors in her hand and stabbed it into the man's heart on the bed!

The man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes due to the intense pain. He looked at Xiawanqing's face filled with disbelief, obviously not expecting Xiawanqing to have this kind of courage, but when Xiawanqing saw his gaze, his heart shivered, and raised his scissors again and again, fiercely stabbing his body countless times.

The man finally turned his head to the left and glared at him. Then, without making a sound, Xiawanqing looked at the man's face. This forty year old man, no matter if he had quarreled with others, or was bullied outside, or lost his bet, would always beat him up after returning home!

Today, he finally could no longer open his mouth, nor could he lift the rod towards her. Xiawanqing revealed a relieved smile as she walked unsteadily out of the house while holding the scissors.

Not too far away was a small river. In the past, she would always wash clothes by the river, and the clear water reflected her appearance. She was only 27 or 28 years old, and the old one was like a 40 or 50 year old woman.

The water could wash a person's body or their soul. Xiawanqing thought for a while and then went down the river, walking slowly towards the center.

The river flowed past her chest, and she felt a pang in her chest, a pang that was the image of her life. When she thought about it, after fifteen, the three years she spent with the Shenzhanglin was actually the happiest and happiest three years she had ever had. The river's surface reflected the figure of the Shenzhanglin and he was still around twenty years old.

"Changlin, I've let you down! I was wrong! " When the river entered from her mouth, she could not even utter a complete sentence. But this was good too, after dying, everything was over, the river water quickly carried her consciousness and she gave her broken body to the Heeshen, offering her broken soul to the Heeshen, hoping that the Heeshen would be able to erase her sin and return her clarity in her next life!

"..."

The candlelight flickered and an old woman laid beside her bed. Xiawanqing couldn't see her face, but she could see that there were a few strands of white on her hair, and the figure of the old woman was projected on the bed. This clearly told her that this was not the legendary hell!

Xiawanqing reached out his hand to rub his eyes. Wasn't he already dead? Had she been saved after jumping into the river?

She rolled over and was about to fall asleep when her eyes suddenly stopped on her hand. When did her hand become so small? These hands seemed to be the hands of a ten-year old girl. Why would they appear on her body? Wasn't this way too inconceivable?

Once again, she turned around and faced the light. Xiawanqing's hand cast a small black shadow under the light, and to ensure that it was real, she pinched her own palm, the pain clearly telling her that it was real. This was not an illusion, she was really alive again.

The low thatched cottage above her head, the old cabinet inside, and the white paper windows, were all part of her memories of her home. She had grown up here, and no matter what, she would always remember her home.

Could it be that everything I said before was just a dream? In fact, she wasn't married to the Shenzhanglin at all, nor was she sold to him? She tried her best to convince herself that it was just a nightmare, but why was it so clear and so deep that it could even pierce through the marrow of her bones?!

Thinking back to everything that had happened in the dream, Xiawanqing's tears unconsciously fell from her eyes. She really came back to life, she lived in the past, and everything that happened afterwards did not happen.

It was just that the pain in her dream was hard for her to forget. She really wanted to cry out in joy and then live again!

"Wuwuwu …" However, her crying alarmed the woman lying on the bed. The woman raised her head and looked at Xiawanqing who was crying, and without saying a word, she grabbed the feather duster from the bedside table and slapped Xiawanqing! Whoosh!

"Hiss!" Xiawanqing cried out in pain. Her skin was still weak now and it was not as riddled with holes as it was in the past. The pain that she experienced later on became the most basic seasoning in her life.

"Crying, crying, you still have the face to cry!" With an angry look on her face, she took the feather duster and slapped Xiawanqing heavily with it. "You haven't eaten fish in your previous life? Ah? Am I short you eat or short you wear, ah? In such a cold day, why don't you just drown yourself when you're learning to catch fish in the river? You stole a ghost, why are you not dying earlier?! "

Xiawanqing hurriedly curled into a ball and covered her with a blanket. The woman became even angrier when she saw that, and fiercely pulled away the blanket on her body. Then, she took off her clothes and ruthlessly whipped her back a few times!

The handle of the feather duster struck Xiawanqing's back.

"Say, do you still dare to catch a fish?" The woman held the feather duster in her hand and asked while crossing her waist!

"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore!" Although Xiawanqing hadn't figured out the situation, she had still unconsciously blurted out these words. It was obvious that she was used to saying them. Seeing that she had given in, the woman spanked her a few more times before throwing away the feather duster. When the woman left, Xiawanqing lied on his bed, feeling a burning pain on his back.

The pain immediately cleared her head. She finally remembered that this time, she had been beaten when she was ten years old.

At that time, it was in the middle of spring, March, and most of the fish were in the river. On this day, she was really hungry, so she couldn't resist the temptation and followed her fellow villagers down the river. Who knew that when she was fishing, she would be pushed to the deepest part of the mountain and forced to drink a few mouthfuls of water. She couldn't swim, so she almost drowned. The children in the village only wanted to tease her for a bit, but seeing this situation, they were a little scared and pulled her up.

However, she was already unconscious. The children left her on the river bank until a passing villager found her and told her grandma about this matter. Her grandma came over and pulled her back.

That's right, the woman who beat her up was her grandmother, Taocuiya Tao Shi. She was still in her forties, and at this moment, she was in her prime.

When she was young, every time she was beaten, it would always be fresh in Xiawanqing's memory. Although she didn't hate her, the memory of being beaten was deep in her bones, and she wouldn't be able to forget it for the rest of her life.

Afterwards, when Guanfu always hit her, she always thought of her grandmother, and she always hit her. If she made even the slightest mistake, she would either use a feather duster or bamboo sticks. At the worst, she would even use a plant with tough and thorny leaves, called the "Goat Bone Crack", to viciously strike her, drawing streaks of blood on her back.

However, these were all normal. Which child in the village had not been beaten by his parents or by a father or mother? She was only seriously beaten because the weight of the beating had already included her brother and sister's portion.

She was ten years old, and her brother and sister were born from a lucky pair of dragons and phoenixes. They were only two years younger than her, and because they were two years younger, she became the saddest elder sister in the family!

Being beaten and scolded was always the most. Doing things was always the most. She was also the one who often took responsibility for whatever brother and sister did.

"You stole ghosts, you piece of sh * t. These thousand people are riding on ten thousand people!"

Every time her grandmother beat her up, it was like a mother's yaksha. Her ferocious face and vicious curses made it hard for her to believe. It was just that what her own grandmother could do was what her own grandmother could say!

She did not have an uncle, only three aunts. Thus, when she was young, her grandparents doted on her father, causing him to be a bit lazy. Although he worked in the county, he did not manage to save up any money.

At this moment, her parents were all working in the city. Her father was a waiter at a shop, and her mother was a tailor at a clothing store. In the beginning, they had left her at her uncle's house until she returned when she was seven.

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