Rebirth has space, and the new love sends the bad husband to prison

"Liang~Su~Mei!" The long voice floated into Liang Sumei's ears like a ghost, making her shiver violently. Before she could turn around, she felt a sudden and powerful force push her back. In the few seconds she flew through the air, she tried her best to turn her head back and confirmed that the murderer was "Jiang Fu, the damn old man, you..." However, the remaining sound was instantly drowned by the river water, and no one heard or saw it.

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"Xiaomei, Xiaomei, wake up!" "Sister, wake up quickly, woo woo." Liang Sumei vaguely felt her body swaying slightly, as if she was tightly embraced by an extremely gentle force. Two distant but familiar voices slowly floated into her ears. It was her mother's voice, full of youthful vitality, as kind as the spring breeze; and her sister's voice was as tender as the dew on the petals in the morning.

"Mom...sister..." Liang Sumei murmured to herself, tears flowing down her eyes like a flood. She really hadn't heard the voices of her mother and sister for too long, and this longing was like a surging tide, suddenly surging into her heart, making her deeply immersed in this beautiful dream, and she didn't want to wake up at all.

"Mom, is my sister dead? Wuuu." The 10-year-old girl snuggled in her mother's arms, crying, her little face full of fear and sadness.

"Xiaoling, your sister is still breathing. We have to find a way to wake her up." A woman who looked to be in her 40s kept wiping the little girl's tears with her sleeves, her eyes full of anxiety and worry.

"Cry, cry, cry, you only know how to cry. You should wait until someone dies before you wail! Isn't he still alive? You are a jinx, and your family is unlucky! I married a hen like you that doesn't lay eggs. My Liang family will be extinct! For so many years, you haven't even given birth to a penis. You gave birth to two money-losing babies, and you are an ungrateful bastard! How can I explain to the ancestors of the Liang family when I die? I am a sinner of the Liang family, wuwu ah ah..." An old woman with a cane, after holding the door frame and cursing, sat down on the ground outside the door and howled. She howled for a long time, but didn't squeeze out a single tear. She looked like a shrew.

"Grandma, please get up quickly. The ground is cold. Xiaowang, come with me to help grandma up." It was a gentle voice, with a hint of helplessness and eagerness.

Liang Sumei frowned and thought to herself, "This dream was beautiful at first, why is it becoming more and more annoying to me?"

The woman next to her was surprised and happy when she saw Liang Sumei's expression. She quickly accelerated the shaking and urged, "Xiaomei, are you awake? Wake up!" The little girl next to her also shouted, "Sister, wake up quickly!" After that, she picked up another piece of rock candy and carefully put it into Liang Sumei's mouth. She has kept this piece of rock candy for many days. It was given to her by Aunt Zhao Hong, a salesperson at the department store. That day, she went to the mountain to pick mushrooms with a backpack. Her grandmother said that she could not go home for dinner if the backpack was not full. She went up the mountain to look for mushrooms early in the morning, but it was dark and she could not see the road clearly, and the backpack was not full. She came down from the mountain wiping her tears, and there was a wide tear mark on one side of her dusty little face.

"Liang Suling, what's in your backpack?"

Liang Suling was so frightened by the scolding that she stood there in a daze, her heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

"I'm asking you a question, Liang Suling. What's in your backpack? Are you mute?"

Liang Suling looked up and saw that it was Jiang Cai, the son of the production team accountant. Jiang Cai was 12 years old this year. He was a tyrant in the village because his father was the production team accountant. No one dared to bully him. The production team accountant controlled the economic lifeline of the village. He recorded the public grain of each family and distributed the public grain every year. If he didn't like someone, he would find some fault with the person while he was working and write a little less in the public grain. I'm afraid that person would have to eat thin soup every day.

Although Liang Suling is young, she knows very well that a man who knows the times is a hero. She is very familiar with Jiang Cai, who is idle and wanders around the village all day long. When he sees people carrying things, he will try every means to extort money from them. It is better to offend a gentleman than a villain, especially a villain who has some power.

"It's a mushroom." Liang Suling answered in a low voice, her voice as small as a mosquito's hum, her heart filled with fear and helplessness.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly." Jiang Cai shouted at Liang Suling's ear, word by word, at the top of his voice. He looked like a vicious little bully.

"Mushrooms!" Liang Suling was almost crying, thinking to herself: "If you want it, take it quickly. I want to go home to find my mother."