Beauty burst table

At a vegetable market on Jingguan South Road, at some point, a young woman with plain hair, snow-like skin, and a quiet face came. The woman was holding a seven or eight-year-old boy by the hand.

She is beautiful.She started selling fish at a stall.

The vegetable market exclusively for the common people is mixed with fish and dragons. The fish stalls and meat stalls have a faint stench all the year round. Most of them are low-level people whose edges and corners have been smoothed by life. The women are always ordinary-looking. Unkempt, noisy and jumping feet, so when the young woman holding the little boy appeared here, she was wearing a sky blue dress, like a delicate lily blooming in the mud, and instantly became the focus of this place.

Almost all the men in the vegetable market are paying attention to her, while the women are examining her.At a fixed stall, she began to sell fish day after day, for little boys to read. People in this area called her "Fish Selling Xi Shi".

In a flash, the green leaves on the branches turned yellow and then green, and nine years passed by.

Nine years later, a day that was tossed and dusted in the wheel of time, no different from the usual peaceful days, the vegetable market on Jingguan South Road was full of voices and people coming and going.

A boy carrying a schoolbag, looking like a high school student, wearing an old school uniform with whitewashed corners, walked past a stall selling all kinds of vegetables, shrimp, tofu, and a thin body. The green and white cuffs of the school uniform showed With a shiny and fair wrist, he lowered his head slightly, his bangs covered half of his eyes, and he could only see the narrow half of his face clearly.

"Ling Qiao, school is over?"

Uncle Deng at the pork stall put down the account book he was sketching in his hand, and smiled at the young man, his narrowed eyes were full of enthusiasm.

"Well, Uncle Deng." Xie Lingqiao raised his head and nodded to Uncle Deng at the pork stall. He looked cute and shy, with his fingers curled up in his right hand, which seemed a little reserved.

"Hey, you're so good, go help your mother, she's working so hard alone!" Pork Uncle Deng saw the boy's fully exposed slapped face, and said in his heart that this little Lingqiao really looks like his mother , and now he has grown up, the longer he grows, the more juicy he is, unfortunately, he is a boy.

Xie Lingqiao said hello, passed by the pork stall, continued to walk forward, turned around, walked about 30 meters, came to a small stall, stopped, sat on the pony tie, was hooking his head and using a rag The busy woman was wiping the dirty wooden boards, and shouted: "Mom, I'm out of school."

Because the surrounding voices were noisy, he specially raised the volume. The boy's voice was still childish, but it was as clear as the morning stream.

The woman paused her busy hands, looked up at the boy, and raised a very natural and friendly smile at the corner of her mouth, "Okay, let's do homework after a rest."

This is a woman who still has a charming charm, but her complexion is much more tired than nine years ago, she is obviously pale, and her eyes have fine lines, although she still has the bones of a great beauty.

Her son, Xie Lingqiao, glanced at her hand holding a rag. This hand was covered with rough calluses. It was no longer as tender as it was when it was young, and it was tired by the wind and frost of life.

Xie Lingqiao's nose was slightly sour. He knew how much suffering the woman had suffered all these years with him alone. The single mother relied on setting up a stall to sell fish for him to go to school. The vegetable market and neighbors in the neighborhood are often subject to gossip and gossip from women.

Xie Lingqiao was about to say that he would help her with some work before doing her homework, but the woman who was still smiling just now froze, closed her eyes in pain, and fell straight back——

"Mom!" The boy exclaimed, and immediately took a big step, trying to catch the woman's body.

Fortunately, she caught it, but the woman closed her eyes tightly, lost consciousness, passed out, her face was as pale as paper, and she was sweating profusely.

Xie Lingqiao didn't know what was wrong with the woman, she seemed to be sick, he was anxious and supported her, so he had to call 120.

——"Hey, why are you dizzy? You don't want to touch us, do you?"

At the fish stall next door, a middle-aged woman who was carrying a silver carp into the water basin caught a glimpse of this scene, and screamed exaggeratedly, with a high-pitched voice.

"Could it be that she was tired last night? She must be selling other things besides fish, otherwise how can a woman raise a son?"

"Women who don't follow women's morals, I'm afraid they have some dirty disease, everyone stay away, don't post it!"

"A few days ago, my man bought more than 20 fish from her. It was a waste. Who knows what dirty tricks she used. She was an unmarried and pregnant woman with bad morals. What is she pretending to be here!

The sarcastic remarks, discussions, cynicism and abuse in the surroundings were intertwined in this short period of time, and some men couldn't see it, and they were about to come over to help Xie Lingqiao take his mother to the hospital, and at the same time help their mother and son talk——

"It's hard work for others, can you say a few words less?"

A woman with many freckles on her face was extremely angry and dragged her back by the arm: "Why are you helping her? Who are you husband? A mother doesn't keep her duty, and her son is not a good bird!"

For a while, the vegetable market became more and more noisy and chaotic.Under different gazes, Xie Lingqiao and Uncle Deng who rushed over from the pork stall helped up the unconscious mother, and Uncle Deng carried her on his back to rush to the hospital.

Call 120 and wait for an ambulance, fearing that it will be too late, so take a taxi directly.

city ​​hospital.After more than two hours.

In the ward with glaring white walls, the boy sat beside the hospital bed with his head down, guarding the woman lying on it who hadn't woken up yet.

It has been rescued, and the doctor also gave the result, saying that he has cancer. If there is not enough funds, there is no way to carry out further treatment. Even if he is hospitalized, the daily expenses add up to a sum of money for a slum student like a teenager. Great.

The suffering of the people at the bottom is more than that.

Xie Lingqiao looked at the original body's mother who hadn't woken up yet, and bit her lips worriedly, because she had really gotten along with her, and she took care of him as a son, and there was real affection between them.And now, she is sick...

He had to find a way to raise the money.

——This woman, also Yuanshen's mother, was forcibly taken as a mistress by a well-to-do wealthy businessman at the age of 18 20 years ago, and soon gave birth to a son, Yuanshen.Because of their beauty, the mother and son did not live a bad life in the wealthy merchants at first.

However, he was targeted by another mistress of the wealthy businessman, and they continued to torture and suppress him. Finally, when Yuan was eight years old, he used means to frame the woman and persuaded the wealthy businessman to drive the mother and son out of the house and live on the streets.

A weak and beautiful woman, with a child, was already difficult and unwilling to degenerate. She moved from city to city to make a living. Nine years ago, she finally settled here and opened a fish stall.This sale lasted for nine years, but fate tricked people, and today they were diagnosed with cancer.

Xie Lingqiao took the towel, bent down, and gently wiped the sweat from his mother's forehead. A thought flashed through his mind.

——He knows that his main task this time is still the same as before, sleeping with a person who loves him deeply three times; and the side task is to return to the rich merchant to make his mother's wish come true.

However, the daughter of the wealthy businessman, the heroine, may have been reborn... In her previous life, Xie Lingqiao's tragic ending was also inseparable from her.If you want to return to the rich merchant, you must also face the heroine.But if he didn't go back, it would be difficult for him to raise enough money to treat his mother in a short time.

So, when did that opportunity come...

Just as the boy put down the towel and was about to go out to get some hot water, there was a knock on the door of the ward from outside.

Before the boy could speak, the door was pushed open unceremoniously, and four or five tall, muscular men walked in. The one in the front held a photo, quickly identified Xie Lingqiao's face, and said loudly :

"Mr. Xie Lingqiao, right? On the order of the old man, we will take you back to Qi's house."

Xie Lingqiao's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of wonder that it was so strange came to his heart.The Qi family, that is, the rich businessman.

coming.opportunity.

Moreover, he knew that there was another superstitious reason for them to take him back to Qi's house.