Chapter 9: Wake up

"What ?!" Nie Wushuang said in a whispered voice: "You just put me in the chaifang for an unfounded charge ?! Gu Qinghong, aren't you intelligent? You just have to think about it before you know how I might know that Shen Rumei wanted Come here? Even if I want to harm her, I can't poison my house ... "
She also wanted to argue again, and the family rushed into the house to grab her and drag her outward.
"It wasn't me, it wasn't me ... Qinghong, it wasn't me who hurt me ..." She looked at him indifferently, and desperately poured into the limbs.
In the blurring of tears, she saw a faint and faint strangeness passing through his deep eyes, like guilt and pity ...
Darkness struck and she was thrown into the cold, musty firewood room.
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"It's not me, it's not me ..." She woke violently, and it was dark all around, it was already dark. And she was thrown out of the Xiangguo government for several hours in the afternoon.
"Girl, wake up!" A pair of old hands patted her cheek. An old woman looked down at her under the blurred lantern light.
Nie Wushuang screamed and hugged himself. But as soon as he moved, the blood under his body flowed out more urgently.
"Poor, girl, why are you sitting here. You still dress so little." The old woman wanted to pull her, but the lantern in her hand screamed, "Why did you bleed so much blood? "
Nie Wushuang only felt that he was cold and hot for a while, and the pain in his belly was like a knife.
It turned out not to be a dream. I was really taken off the court, and I was killed by drugs. Tears rolled down her face.
"Old woman, let me die here, don't care about me ...." Nie Wushuang pushed the old woman's hand weakly, sobbing, "You go, you go ..."
"Well, poor child, why do you have to die a good life. Go home with my wife, and let me take a look at you, what a sin! What medicine does your body have? It's a safflower! Oh my god! People filled the medicine. "The old woman could not let her say more, and pulled her up.
The old woman Xu is used to doing strength work, and the strength is not small. Nie Wushuang was unable to struggle, and while crying, she was allowed to drag her back.
On the back alley of Xiang Guofu is a simple house where ordinary people live. The night was getting dark, and no one would pay attention to them.
The old woman's home arrived, but Nie Wushuang consumed all her energy within a short distance.
The old woman put her on a dry bed, lit a candle, and couldn't tell what to take off her blood coat, and brought hot water to wipe her body with white wine and to expel the cold.
The hot water warmed her already numb limbs, and tears flowed silently like a river that couldn't dry out.
"Girl, life is alive, it ’s better to live than to die. It looks like you have been kicked out by a big family. If you have any grievances, you have to endure, otherwise you will die and the bad guy will be stunned. One day, open your eyes and give With your chance to get revenge, you can't help it ... "
When the old woman meditates, she reads the sutra. Nie Wushuang's tears gradually stopped, and she opened her eyes and stared at the thatched roof above her head, thinking coldly: yes, how could she die. She still loves her father, and he will definitely help her out and clean up her grievances ...
child! And her child! She wants Shen Rumei to bury her children! !!