Quickly wear: Crazy criticize the host for her hard heart!

Tang Jian and Ren Wei were very satisfied with Tang Luoyao's daughter. After all, she was carefully cultivated and would not embarrass them outside.

So they planned to let Tang Luoyao study hard in the company and help their son in the future, which would be a good help.

Ding Yan is like a flower that will wither before it blooms, losing its vitality day by day in the attic of the Tang family.

Being pressed for money by the Ding family every day, she could only transfer the 5,000 yuan that Ren Wei gave her every month to them. Even so, he still had to be disliked by his adoptive parents from time to time.

And Tang Luoyao thrived in the Tang Group, and used various means to suppress Tang Zhekai, which made him less and less favored by shareholders.

Tang Jian became more and more dissatisfied with her, but he was helpless because her wings were full.

Finally, Tang Luoyao took advantage of Tang Zhekai's major mistake to drive him out of the company, and successfully forced Tang Jian to go home for retirement.

And Ding Yan was already dying.

Before he died, Ding Yan watched Tang Luoyao break into the house with a group of doctors, held her hand and said coldly: "I told you before, you will definitely be tricked to death!"

Tang Luoyao, who once had a childish look on her face, is no longer the same as before. She has a strong aura, but her eyes are red.

She finally had the power in her hands and was able to resist Tang Jian and do what she wanted. However, another girl who had the same problem as her or was even more miserable couldn't wait for her to save her.

It was her late arrival.

"Ding Yan, hold on! Can you bear to watch me take away everything that should belong to you? Your biological parents and adoptive parents are clinging to your body and sucking your blood to feed their precious son. You Don’t you want to resist and go back with revenge? I’ve been working hard for so long and I’ve walked 99 steps for you. You just have to live for me and you still can’t do it!”

Tang Luoyao's voice gradually disappeared from her ears, and a tear slowly fell from the corner of Ding Yan's eyes.

However, she knows nothing and doesn’t understand anything.

How should she resist and survive?

If there is an afterlife...

Xue Yuke kicked over the wash basin in front of him.

She took a marker and wrote and drew on it.

Soon, Ding Jun walked out of the room with a look of anger on his face.

"Hey, wasn't I sleeping? Why did I come out again?"

He was only wearing thin short-sleeved shirts and pajamas. When the cold wind blew, he couldn't help but hug his shoulders.

The doubts in my mind did not stop the action on my legs.

Ding Jun walked towards the washbasin that was held on the ground next to Xue Yuke.

"Go, what am I doing? I can't be dreaming!"

Ding Jun was a little scared, and just when he was about to scream, Xue Yuke wrote a few words with quick eyes and hands.

The cry on Ding Jun's lips immediately turned into: "I love washing clothes. Washing clothes is the happiest thing in the world. No one can compete with me to wash clothes!"

He quickly turned the wash basin over with both hands, went to the kitchen to get a basin of cold water, then threw the clothes in and started rubbing them.

Ding Jun's eyes were frightened, but his singing voice was cheerful.

"Oh oh oh, I love laundry, my skin is good, oh oh oh..."

The adoptive mother was still in the house, immersed in the ecstasy of making a fortune, and didn't pay attention to the sounds outside.

Ding Yongsheng was woken up by the sound and originally wanted to vent his temper, but he saw Ding Jun washing clothes early in the morning and singing excitedly.

He was immediately filled with relief: "It's great that my son has grown up."

Xue Yuke picked up the pen and continued to revise.

The Ding family has a washing machine, but the adoptive mother thinks that the washing machine consumes too much water and electricity, so she always asks the original owner to wash it by hand.

In this case, there is no need to keep the washing machine.

As the last stroke of Xue Yuke came down, a loud sound was heard in the room.

"boom!"

"What's going on! Something exploded!"

The adoptive mother was awakened by the huge explosion and hurriedly ran out of the back room to check.

The washing machine she used as a operating table was now in pieces, turning the kitchen upside down.

"Ah! My washing machine! My pot, my basin, my bowl! My..."

"Boom!"

On the roof, a kitchen knife suddenly fell against the tip of her nose, almost injuring her.

She was so frightened that she lost her voice, then rolled her eyes and fainted.

Looking at his adoptive father, Ding Yongsheng, the explosion just now caused the bed boards in the inner room to collapse. He fell between a pile of tattered wooden boards, and he looked fainted.

And Ding Jun was still rubbing his clothes in the yard and singing "oh oh oh" loudly.

Xue Yuke shrugged, returned to the original owner's small bedroom, put on his schoolbag and went to school.

The original owner has just entered the third year of high school. She can go to high school not because of anything else. In this era, every child will go to high school as long as they pass the exam. After all, they can still receive some gifts at the entrance banquet after graduation.

Moreover, Ding Yongsheng also has a good reputation in the village, and he doesn't like other people saying that he favors boys over girls.

But it doesn't mean much whether it's pretending or not. Who can't see the difference between the two children of the Ding family? It's just that I don't say it with my mouth, but I know it in my heart.

Every day when I go home, my adoptive mother tells me to do this and that. I have no time to study, so the original owner's grades are not very good.

Later, the original owner returned to the Tang family and was transferred to a private school. The original owner was even more uncomfortable with the sudden change in environment, learning rhythm, and learning content. He barely managed to get a junior college score in the college entrance examination.

For this reason, Tang Jian thought she was embarrassed and asked her to repeat her studies for a year before passing the general undergraduate degree.

But before he finished his studies, the original owner donated a kidney to his brother, fell seriously ill, and died within a few years.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether Xue Yuke learns or not.

In her opinion, this complicated and lengthy learning journey that takes up all one's childhood and youth does not seem to be very necessary. After all, the investment is high, the return cycle is long, and there may not be any return.

But from the perspective of an ordinary child like the original owner, this is the path a normal person should take and everything he should experience.

So Xue Yuke decided to give the original owner a normal, complete life.

After stepping on the bell and entering the classroom, Xue Yuke felt the burning gaze behind her.

That was the death stare from the head teacher.

Her face didn't turn red, her heart didn't beat, and she returned to her seat without changing her expression.

The class teacher walked up to the podium and seemed to want to say something, but thinking of his own family situation as a student, he finally said calmly: "Take out the English book and the class representative will lead the morning reading."

Just as Xue Yuke was about to sit down, she was keenly aware that the classmates at the back table quietly took away her chair.

She silently pretended to tidy up her clothes, and the head teacher walked out without seeing or bothering.

As soon as the teacher left, Xue Yuke drew a mouse with a marker.

She turned around suddenly and threw it in the face of the boy in the back seat: "Watch the trick!"

"what!"

The boy subconsciously blocked it, but found that Xue Yuke didn't throw anything.

"you……"

He was about to say something when he suddenly felt something moving on his leg.

I looked down and saw a big black mouse eye to eye.

"Ahhh!"

The boy couldn't help but scream and danced ballet while shouting back.