Chapter 93: Poor lie

"Buddhist classics, eighteen mud ploughs, said that after the death of sinners, according to time and punishment, they are divided into eighteen layers of hell, the sixth of which is the copper pillar hell."
The black small character opened its head, and someone immediately followed: "I also understand that the original copper column is the meaning! I just checked and deliberately set fire to the murderer. After death, I entered the copper pillar and hell."
"It is said that the little devil will look down on the sinner's clothes, let them naked, hold a copper cylinder, there is a charcoal fire in the tube, it is hot, and it is terrible to think about it!"
Ren Qiao concluded: "That is, should it be related to fire?" Shui Yao's face, which was severely burned by the fire, broke into her eyes and she had a conjecture in her heart.
After the middle of the night calmly passed, the food appeared again in the morning, this time only five copies, or was distributed by Ren Qiao. Yan Zhenzhen has been hungry and can't walk, kneeling on the ground and praying for Joe: "Water, give me more water, I am thirsty."
Ren Qiao did not pay attention to it. She still had to take care of the patient. She even gave her own share to Zhou Yunqing. She didn’t think it was enough. How can there be more water for Yan Zhenzhen?
In Ling's commercial building, Gu Huai took two reports in his hand, and he was so tight that he had a blue vein on his back. That is the identification of two DNAs. The blood on the clothes he wore that day, the result of the inspection is not even human blood, but chicken blood.
Another identification report of him and Ling Qing, Braille wrote: "Based on the paternity test technical specifications and DNA genetic marker typing results, support Ling Qing as a biological mother."
He punched the wall with a punch, because the punch was too heavy, the force was too strong, and the blood of the entire hand was dripping. That kind of tyranny is very different from the warm appearance he showed on weekdays.
From beginning to end, he thought that the hatred of hatred, the truth of the car accident he thought, was simply played by this woman named Yan Zi!
Tangjia Mansion, the crisp phone ringing, the butler connected to look at Lingqing: "Mrs., the young master is looking for you, about meeting you at Lingjia Old House."
Upon hearing this news, Ling Qing gave a slight glimpse. She had not returned to Lingjia for three years. Three years ago, Ling Feng threw Gu Huai at the broken hotel in the front door of Yanjing City. Ling Qing therefore had a big fight with Ling Feng.
Her emotions were collapsing at the time. Gu Huai refused to return with her anyway. She could only vent her anger to Ling Feng: "You are a madman and a devil. Are you not enough for me? I still have to torture my son. What kind of ecstasy soup did you give him, so that he has to stay in Lingjia?
He is different from me, he is not even a healthy child. Why do you want him to experience this? Are you shutting him down, are you using a whip to smoke him? What have you done to him? I am begging you, if you still regard him as your grandson, let him go!

Ling Feng was sitting in the main hall in the main hall, facing the daughter of hysteria. He performed very calmly: "You are a descendant of Ling family, don't be like a mad dog. If he is not my grandson, I will not bother. Teach him.
You are right, he is really different from you. You are a failure. He is much better than you. Ling will be in his hands and climb to a new peak. He has always believed in Spartan education, which is harsh and almost cruel.
He got up and left, leaving only her a cold back. This is her father, who is always a loser in his mouth. The mother died very early, and she was brought up by her father.
From an early age, she was not allowed to look in the mirror and attack her to be ugly. When it was not bright, she poured cold water on her bed and told her to get up and run 10,000 meters. At the age of fifteen, she was thrown at the hotel where Gu Huai was located. Three or nine days after she was dripping into ice, she was replaced by a sheet of 30 rooms.
Her husband Gu Hong fell in love with another woman. It was the most painful time of her life. Her father accused her of being a failed wife. She had no charm, no means, and could not even see her man.
She obviously loves Gu Hong so much.
The night that Gu Hong left, it was so decisive. She was awakened many times in the rainy night of thunder and lightning. The dream seemed to return to the night when Gu Hong left. She wanted to stop him. There was no quarrel, no car accident, and their family of three lived happily together, but it was only one. Unreachable dreams.
The dream woke up, she didn't even dare to face her eldest son. Gu Huai has a face like Gu Hongxiao. The more he grows up, the more he is carved out of the mold. As long as she saw him, she saw her death and fell into the abyss of despair.
Ling Qing said to himself: "I don't love Gu Hong. I don't feel sad when he dies." Only by deceiving himself, can she pretend to be like nothing and continue to live.
Time smoothed the wounds, and she gradually got out of the original grief, but found that her relationship with her eldest son was worse than that between her younger son, and she never even told her to call her mother.
"I am very busy recently" Ling Qing subconsciously refused, whether it is Ling Feng or Gu Huai, she did not want to face.
The old butler smiled and encouraged her: "Mrs., you have spent a lot of money on the famous paintings bought by Ling Lao, and the scarves that you personally woven for the young masters are all in the warehouse. It is better to bring them together." Finally she Was pushed by the old butler on the plane.
Ling's old house, Gu Huai and Ling Feng are playing against each other. Ling Qing is late. Ling Feng glanced at the floor clock in the living room. "Huaier called you early in the morning. Why don't you wait until the darkness comes again?"
Ling Qing did not make a sound, and handed the present gift to the housekeeper of Lingfu. It’s half past two in the afternoon. It’s already lunch time, but I heard Ling Feng say,
Put it.

Ling Qing understands why Ling Feng is too late to abandon her. They are actually waiting for her to have dinner. At the Eight Immortals table of the old Elm, she sat in the farthest position from Ling Feng and Gu Huai, and used a pair of chopsticks to pick up the rice in the bowl and eat it absent-minded.
Gu Huai gave her a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs with a chopsticks clip: "Mom, I remember you like to eat sour and sweet mouth."
This sound mother, called Ling Qing missed the table on the table, the soup water sprinkled on her clothes, she even forgot to wipe the paper towel, "What do you call me?"
"Mom." Gu Huai-face is in her direction, once again calling out this word, the lips are slightly raised, the small pear vortex on the face is looming, and the amber-colored scorpion is beautiful like a natural gem even if it has no brilliance.
Ling Feng, who was sitting in the main position, put down his chopsticks and sighed softly: "Huai, it seems that you all know."
Gu Huai nodded and said: "Grandfather, it seems that you are earlier than I know."
Ling Qing did not know what the two of them were playing, and looked at Ling Feng with doubt.
In Ling Feng’s words, I apologize:
You don’t blame me. If the power of hatred can help you become stronger, then I don’t mind letting you continue to maintain such misunderstandings. I originally thought about this when I was dying. The secret tells you, I didn’t expect you to know ahead of time."
During the conversation, he coughed a few times. Ling Feng couldn't stop when he coughed up. Gu Hua pushed the wheelchair behind him, stroked his back, took the medicine handed over by the housekeeper, and fed it to him.
"Don't eat it, I am upset when I see the pill. Isn't it more useless to eat more?" Ling Feng waved his hand.
"Of course I blame you. If you tell me earlier, I will not love the wrong person, but also hate the wrong person. If you don't blame me, you should take medicine and listen to the doctor."
"Really? You don't blame me for taking medicine?"
"Well, really."
Ling Qing almost thought it was her eyes, and Ling Feng, who was cold and unpopular for a lifetime, was actually taken care of by Gu Huai? No wonder people will say that the older the younger, Ling Feng looks like a child.
The side effects of this medicine are very large. Ling Feng just got stuck when he ate, and the butler sent him back to the room to rest. There was only Gu Huai and Ling Qing left in the room. He asked her: "Let's talk about it?"
Ling Qing equipment armed with the body he used to, coldly said: "What do I have to talk to you?"
Gu Huai doesn't mind her tone, and talks about her old things: "Five years ago, when Dad took me away from you that night, he said to me, you are a devil, there is no human emotion, there is only interest in your eyes. ""
Knowing that the deep-loving husband sees herself like this, Ling Qing’s heart is a bit of a pain. She sits on the arm of the circle chair. "I only have interest in my eyes? If it weren't for me, Gu Jia had already been taken away by his uncle!" Do you want me to play the piano at home every day like him? Don’t care about Gu’s, let others take it away?

Gu Huai poured a glass of water for her. "I have had the same suspicion as him. Now I know that you are not, you are just being demonized. It is better to say that you do not express your feelings, not that you have no human emotions.

He asked: "Mom, are you feeling good with my dad? Let me guess, is it like you and me, maybe even more arrogant than our relationship?"
Ling Qing tried to erect the high wall and collapsed in his gentleness. She licked her lips. "I don't know, I don't know anything."
Ling Feng only taught her to pursue her interests to the maximum extent. When she met Gu Hong, she began to learn to love. Now it seems that she is too defeated, dealing with bad father-daughter relationships, dealing with bad husband-wife relationships, and even the mother-child relationship is not well handled.
"Three years ago, Yan Zi came to me and told me that she was my biological mother. You broke up her and Gu Hong, a pair of lovers." Gu Huai took what happened in the night bar at the same time.
This incredible story makes Ling Qing look excited and retorted: "The ridiculous! It is simply nonsense. I have never seen Yan Zi after graduation, let alone shut her in Zhuangzi."
Gu Huai waited for her to calm down before she continued: "I later checked, there is indeed an abandoned Zhuangzi, just on the mountain where my father drove me. This story, I should not be the first listener."
A sunny day lingers on the face of Ling Qing. "You mean that Yan Zi is the object of Gu Hong's extramarital love. Gu Hongxin said her ghost words. Like you, I thought you are the son of Yan Zi? So I will take you to her. Planning to have three people flee together?"
Ling Qing’s heart was cramped and asked himself:
Is Yan Zi’s acting skill too high, or is it really a failure for me to be a man, so that you can even believe such a bad lie?
Yan Zi did not even fake the paternity test, just a The story, she took her husband and son away.
Surprise, anger, hatred All these emotions impact Ling Qing's reason, she opened the phone, entered the crime and penalty live, and used the largest font to scream out: "Yan Zi, I am Ling Qing, our university is also a roommate. My girlfriend, I asked myself why you are not thin. Why do you want to do this to me? It’s not enough to kill my ex-husband, and now my son will not let go!