Chapter 564: hate

The flower didn't think of anything, immediately took off the jewelry from her hair, and hurriedly packed it into a bag. This book is published at the beginning of the book, and the follow-up book is here. Https://EbookFREE.me/
She combed her hair briefly, and she slipped out. The men in the stockade went to the front yard. It was still very easy to get a man's clothes.
After changing her clothes, she began to pack her previous things, gold and silver jewellery, bracelets and necklaces, all stuffed into her bag.
She quickly thought about those valuable things in her mind, and suddenly there was a slight remorse. Before, she didn't care about these things, and now she wants to escape, but she couldn't think of where the gold and silver jewelry of Dazhaizhu was put. Only Remember that green finger on his right hand.
Night pearl, there is a night pearl in the main house of Dazhai, she has seen it before.
Before anyone noticed, she quickly ran into Dazhaizhu's room.
There were few people in Dazhai's room, and even if she did, they didn't go much.
I remember that time, Dazhai was drunk, and he just pulled her out of his house. When he came here, Dazhai took out a night pearl and said, "Hurry up and give me a son. The night pearl is yours. "
The night pearl was as big as an egg, and her eyes were straight when she looked at her.
When she wanted to hold the night pearl in her hand, the Dazhai master avoided it.
She watched the owner of Dazhai put it back in the box.
"Don't worry, is this bead yours? It depends on your stomach."
After that, the master of Dazhai slammed at her.
That night, she was exhausted, all she thought about was the bead.
After returning to God, she searched the box all over the room.
The more anxious she was, the more she couldn't find it. In such cold weather, she was so sweaty.
There was a locked cabinet over the corner, and she had no time to think about it, so she took half a stone from the house and smashed the cabinet.
The lock was easily broken, and her cat rose up, and as soon as the cabinet was opened, a knife stabbed at her belly.
For a while, Huar's hands couldn't help covering her stomach, but she felt her hands wet.
She didn't dare to raise her hands to see, her mind was blank, her biggest fear spread all over her body, and her body began to chatter.
Slowly looking up at the belly, the red blood had stained her shirt.
She did not expect that after the death of Dazhai, he made such a joke.
The body was chilling for a while, and Huaer's eyes slowly looked into the cabinet. She saw the box, which was the wooden box with a delicate pattern, thinking of the night pearl day and night.
Although he was so close to the night pearl, in the end, there was no way to hold it in his hands.
She remembered those poor days when she was a child. Although she was sad at home, she was full of warmth. She thought of her mother's calloused hands and her warm embrace.
In front of him there appeared the face of the Dazhai master, as well as that of the youngest son.
In the end, her heart was full of hate, hate this unfair world, hate herself for this beautiful face!
She was half-bowed, and did not dare to move. Even so, she could still feel the coldness of the knife.
Her face was pale, and the blood around her gradually became colder. After a while, a smell rose throughout the room.
Slowly, Huaer closed her eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.