Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

In the year 1990, in northern China, there was a small village with about a hundred households.

The autumn harvest has just passed, but people in the village are still busy. The women were busy drying vegetables in the yard, and the men were busy chopping firewood and stacking it in high piles to prepare the kang for the winter.

Every house is peaceful and peaceful, and there is a prosperous scene.

Only on the street at the foot of the mountain in the village could a woman's miserable scream be heard from a house.

"Juanzi, push harder! Don't waste your strength. It's been more than a day since I gave birth, and I haven't given birth yet! Don't hold back my grandson." Next to him, an old woman with bare cheeks, triangular eyes and thin lips looked anxious. complained.

After listening to her mother-in-law's words, the young daughter-in-law who was giving birth exerted a little more force. She shouted in pain: "Ah~ Mom, call Gangzi to come back! Woohoo... I can't give birth anymore, let Gangzi come back." Send me to the hospital to give birth!"

After hearing what the young daughter-in-law said, the barefoot doctor who delivered the baby was no longer willing.

"I'm talking about my nephew-in-law, you just gave birth to a baby last year. Logically speaking, you shouldn't act like a big girl who is not happy. Why can't you do this?"

"Gangzi is still firing off cannons in the mountain range! Why are you asking him to come back? Hurry up and try your best." The old woman next to her had her eyelids drooping even more.

A mountain farm a few miles away.

There was a sound of "Bang!", smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the rocks on the mountain rolled down the hillside with a crash.

After the smoke and dust dissipated and everything settled down, a man in his thirties walked out from behind the big rock halfway up the mountain and walked quickly down the mountain.

"Zhigang, your estimate of this job is really good. You said that these four kilograms of explosives can blow up these ten square meters of rocks. You were really right!" The safety observer at the foot of the mountain came out of the shed and greeted him. Walked over with the man.

"Of course, I have been firing cannons for almost ten years. Hey, the rocks here are enough to pull for two days. I will ask for leave and go home later. You can help me keep an eye on the rest!"

"What are you going to do? Haven't you finished breaking off the corn at home?"

"No, my wife started it this morning. I have to go home and pick up my son, hahaha..." After the man finished speaking, he showed a row of dark yellow teeth.

The man rode away happily.

"Wow~ wow~"

"Hey~ It's happening. It's finally coming..."

Hearing the barefoot doctor in the room pause for a moment, Song Zhigang stretched his neck and looked into the room, asking anxiously: "What? What's going on?"

"It's another girl's movie. It's really useless." The old woman in the room replied.

When Song Zhigang heard that he had got another daughter, his face instantly dropped, and his pull was longer than the donkey tied in the donkey shed. He turned around and left without saying a word.

The thick smell of blood in the room was accompanied by the sound of a baby crying.

Ma Xijuan, who had just given birth, looked at her mother-in-law's gloomy face, turned her face to the wall, and cried softly.

"Come on! This girl looks quite handsome, and her skin is still red. She will be white when she grows up. When the time comes, either of the two sisters will find a son-in-law, who will be no different from a son."

The barefoot doctor in the village persuaded her cheerfully while stuffing alcohol and scissors into her old leather suitcase.

Then he lowered his voice and said in Mrs. Song's ear: "You can hide away and have another baby. If you come back and pay a fine for having a baby, no one will be able to stuff it back for you after the baby is born."

Mrs. Song sighed.

"Alas~ His third aunt, Zhigang Mountain Field made a lot of money by setting off cannons, but it can't be worth the expensive fine! Let's see then. I'm tired of you today, I'll give it to you, you How many months old is your grandson? Can he crawl? I don’t have such a good life as you. I have a grandson in my arms..."

As the two people left the house and walked farther and farther away, the voices gradually faded away.

I don't know when the baby in the quilt at the end of the kang has stopped crying. His little eyes are trying hard to open, and his little hands are pulling hard.

What is going on? Am I reincarnated again? Why does this voice sound so much like grandma's voice?

Song Pan'er wanted to open her eyes to see what was going on, but she didn't have enough energy and fell asleep from exhaustion after a while.

Song Pan'er was reborn and returned to the moment of her birth in her previous life.

But if she had a choice, she really didn't want to go through this again.

My parents' endless abuse, my grandma's ferocious face, and the knife in my brother's hand are still vaguely vivid in my mind.

Growing up, she and her sister seemed to be slaves in the family. They started learning to cook and clean the house as soon as they could walk.

Under the urging of the village director, she did not go to school until she was nine years old. After graduating from elementary school, she was driven to work in the city to make money.

The fifteen-year-old child slept under bridges, climbed over trash cans, and was almost kidnapped and sold into the mountains.

She even lost her pair of broken sandals, and her feet were covered in blood before she ran away from the trafficker. She sat in the corner shivering, feeling sleepy and hungry, and dared not sleep with her eyes open.

Until a coin was placed in front of her...

She clearly remembered that it was a little girl wearing pink clothes, as beautiful as the lucky doll on the calendar.

It looked like a cloud in her hand. She knew it was because she had seen her brother eat it.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at the retreating figure of the little girl and her mother. The dime in front of her was like a beam of light in the darkness, bringing a glimmer of hope to Song Paner's gloomy life.

At that time, the person huddled on the roadside with change in front of him was a beggar, and Song Paner began his begging career.

As the change in front of her increased, Song Pan'er carefully hid it close to her body and saved it. Finally, she was able to afford a whole bag of spicy chips, the kind of snack that her classmates loved and she had seen.

She ran to the school gate and started selling to primary school students at a low price.

With just one bag, two bags, and five bags of spicy chips, she went back and forth from the wholesale market to the gate of the city's primary school.

Finally she rented a house and set up a stall in front of the school, and her life seemed to get better.

On her eighteenth birthday, she gave herself a bowl of noodles and a luxurious egg. However, before she could take a bite, there was a knock on the broken door of the small bungalow.

My younger brother had a fight with someone in an Internet cafe and damaged his computer. He needed to compensate them 20,000 yuan.

In an era when the average monthly income was 1,560 yuan, she gave her family 1,800 yuan a month, leaving only 1,210 yuan for purchases.

She was forced to give up all the money she had, but they still didn't believe it.

Her father looked at her coldly, while her mother searched everywhere.

The only bed in the house had been turned over several times.

Grandma twisted her arm and opened her mouth to curse.

Her younger brother kicked over some of the snacks she usually sold at the stall, waved over the newly cooked longevity noodles that had not yet been eaten, picked up the kitchen knife on the cutting board next to the bed and waved it around, shouting that if he didn't come out with the money, he would Her face was scratched.

The brother swung the kitchen knife randomly, and the grandmother pushed and pinched her. In the panic, her neck was cut open for some reason. The last scene was the family's eyes widening in shock.

No, not family, but enemies.

Maybe my sister is lucky. In her previous life, she was sent away the day after she learned that her mother was pregnant again, and her whereabouts are unknown.

And she was better-looking than her sister, so she was kept because she could marry better and get a higher betrothal gift.

Why was he reborn?

She has seen enough of the ugly faces of her family members. Would it make her sick again if she did it again?

No, no, she doesn't want to be as weak as she was in her previous life. She doesn't have good parents and relatives, so she doesn't want it.