reborn daughter-in-law

The decadent Ji Liu lay on his back on the dilapidated sofa bed in his living room, recalling the scene where he and his elder brother slept together in the last night.

Why do you want to come back, why do you want to come back that day if it is not the New Year or the festival?Hoarse but unable to make a sound, Ji Liu staggered and rolled off the sofa bed, clutching an empty wine bottle, staggered to the altar, holding Ji Shu's portrait and crying: "Brother...Brother... elder brother……"

With no more tears and no pain in her heart, the drunken Ji Liu abruptly got up and rushed out of her small bedroom, rushing downstairs.

"Chicken willow, chicken willow, where the hell are you going? What's wrong with you?" Huang Meng, who was almost knocked over by the savage Jiliu who was like a cow, pulled his neck and shouted at Jiliu's running away figure.

Ji Liu ignored Huang Meng, but went straight to Aunt Wang's house in the next alley, where his heartless old man was drinking, his heartless mother was playing mahjong, and he was the only one who was sad in the whole family. The life of his elder brother is only worth the 100 million funeral expenses.

The wooden door was kicked open with a bang, followed by the sound of an empty wine bottle falling on the concrete floor and exploding. The noise Ji Liu made attracted everyone in the smoky room.

Zhu Lirong, who was playing mahjong in full bloom, saw her youngest son opened his mouth and cursed: "What are you doing if you are going to die? What are you doing? Ah? Go, go, go home and stay."

A father who drank alcohol with his friends, a mother who lost his son and played mahjong without heartache, huh?How could there be parents like them in this world?

Looking at everything in front of him, Ji Liu was furious, the pores of his body were dilated, his eyes were burning red with hatred, and the veins on his forehead were raised. The frenzied boy pulled his neck and roared: "Zhu Lirong, Ji China, is your conscience right? They were all eaten by dogs? 100 million, 100 million bought your son's life, and let the murderer get away with it? Have you fallen into the eyes of money?"

After China's deluded people didn't respond, but Zhu Lirong heard her son yelling that she had 100 million in public, and she was afraid that the neighbors would hear it and then say it out loud, and she was recruiting those creditors. Is there any money left?

The woman panicked, and hurriedly gestured at Jiliu: "Shh, shhh, keep your voice down, don't shout, go home quickly, mom will give you 1000 yuan, be obedient, don't make trouble here."

"It's so sad, why did my brother and I reincarnate in your stomach, you eat my brother's food and live in my brother's flower, now that he is dead, are you happy? There are 100 million? Hahahaha, you are not me Mom, you're not my father, I don't have parents like you, and you killed your little son as early as you took the 100 million out of court settlement." Ji Liu yelled madly, his neck bulging The veins are thicker than earthworms, and the face is ferocious: "Follow China, Zhu Lirong, you will regret it, since you have taken this ignorant money to have fun, I will let you two have no children and grandchildren..."

None of them took Ji Liu's words seriously, Zhu Lirong didn't chase them out, and Ji Zhongguo continued to sit there and drink as steadily as Mount Tai, until they really lost their youngest son, and they didn't realize it until they lost their youngest son.

That night, Huang Meng, who drank half a catty of white wine, stood on the roof of the Tongzilou with a smirk and asked Ji Liu, who was sober, "Dick, dick, heh heh, what do you think will happen if people jump from the eighth floor? "

His slender eyes stared blankly at the dark distance, where the lights were bright, Ji Liu didn't look back, let the night wind blow in his face, lifted his half-length hair, squinted his eyes and said calmly: "Bloom directly, there is no fruit." .”

"...Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." Huang Meng jumped down from the steps laughing and rubbing the back of his head, yelling indistinctly: "It's done, don't you Worrying, it's night, let's wash up and sleep, see you guys tomorrow."

"Okay, see you tomorrow." See you again.

Ji Liu stood against the wind, watching Huang Meng's figure disappear on the rooftop, and then he turned around and put his hands on the guardrail and lowered his head to look downstairs, 1 minute... 2 minutes... 3 minutes... 5 minutes later Huang Meng's staggered figure appeared in the courtyard downstairs, and he was staggering towards his unit.

The sensor light in front of the corridor suddenly lit up, stretching Huang Meng's figure into a long and slender figure, falling behind his feet like a black tail.

Then Ji Liu watched Huang Meng enter the unit door of his house, and the familiar figure swayed to the slow terrace on the first floor, then the second floor... the third floor... until he heard a dull sound of closing the door, Ji Liu was sure that Huang Meng had arrived home safely.

That night, he stood on the roof of the top floor and blew the wind for most of the night. The sound of mahjong in the alley next door did not stop until 02:30 in the morning. Blossoming, a stubborn child who can't be twisted.

The blood was dripping, the brains were bursting, and there was no result, and it blossomed directly.

Brother, do you think there will be heaven?

Brother, if you meet Granny Meng, don't drink that bowl of soup...