Heroines

Look at her, Gege gave birth to two sons, abducted two silly B folks, Gege stood up for herself everywhere, and also gave a silly B elder brother to fill in the gaps everywhere, not enough to wipe the ass, let alone the two silly relatives Son B is even more powerful, what abducts a concubine back to Xinjiang to go out of the palace, and becomes a concubine of Tibet, and even elopes with the emperor's favorite elder brother... Look, how many great things a woman has done, and how many things she has done. Didn't get my hands dirty!

Do you dare not admire this kind of person's attitude towards life?Don't you admire it?

As for Xia Yuhe, whose mother = daughter in terms of appearance, Wu Ying only finds it ridiculous that the daughter plays two roles in this drama.Wow, think about it, 18 years, 18 years! ——My daughter can make money if I live hard enough! ——Wang Baochuan has survived the cold kiln—although in the end there is an extra foreign sister to share with her husband, but at least there is life security and a family relationship with her husband and daughter together—this Yuhesang, I waited until I died, No complaints or regrets!

Listen to what she said, thank God for giving her a person who can wait, think about, hate, and resent, otherwise life will be like a dry well with no joy in life... Thank you poor grandma, thank you for your spare time in your life to shake us up, time and time again Refresh our lower limit for the critical point of vomiting!

Wuying lowered her head, with a half-smile, but obediently said "Mother".

... Goldfinger, where is Goldfinger!Give me some clues, give me some memories of the original owner!

Wuying called ing strongly in her heart, and it took a long time before she heard a cold and slightly neutral voice from the back of her mind: "The gold finger mode switch of file 52309485 is blocked, the call is invalid, and the request is rejected!"

Wuying was stunned for a moment, and then cursed in her heart, "Nimma is forced out!"!

At first, even knowing that Jin Suo's name is Jin Suo, Wu Ying didn't quickly put herself into the pig-returning plot.

When Wuying called the golden finger mode, she was entering the room following Xia Yuhe.It was precisely because Xia Yuhe seemed to have something important to say to her daughter that Wu Ying was a little worried and asked for the help of the original owner's memory.

...his sister, but was rejected!

Dismiss, dismiss... Go home and touch yourself!

Wuying scolded those grandchildren in the Heaven Realm viciously in her heart, but Xia Yuhe asked in a low voice, "Ziwei, tell me, do you...don't want to recognize this father?"

Ziwei wants to recognize her father...

Wei wants to recognize her father...

To recognize father...

recognize father...

father……

Butterfly, father, your sister, your sister's father, hello!

Wuying roared wildly in her heart, her face was full of cows!

This, this, this... don't play like this!

Wu Ying is not the trend of the times, and he has no time or spare money to read those anti-poverty and brain-dead fanfiction on the Internet.She just remembered how much time and effort it took for her once so innocent, beautiful, kind and gentle self to be able to get out of the poor grandma's poor drama!Is she easy? She!

Now, now it's good--woohoo!The evil!You don’t know that there are tens of thousands of plots, but the Virgin of Lagerstroemia only has that branch!

Madonna!That's a magical figure! ——Sworn with a street girl, casually gave important tokens to others, was robbed of his father and entered the palace as a slave to serve the robbed father, and kept pleading and saying good things for others afterwards, the second part was robbed by the Queen Mother Lafayette The abuse was unbearable, but a certain idiot Yan saved himself from danger time and time again, nothing happened!She escaped and was almost given OX by the nurse of the brothel! ——Is there such a stupid person who counts the money for others after being sold? !Tell her it's okay, it's okay!

Wuying covered her face.

Oh ooo... Alas, at this moment, she really wants to die all over again.

Really, looking at her pure and shining eyes, she really wants to be reincarnated, she really wants to, she really wants to get out of here immediately!

Wuying bit her lower lip and said nothing.

Xia Yuhe waited quietly.

Xia Jiayu Hesang's bedroom is exquisitely furnished, but has a slightly gloomy air.A faint scent of burning incense rises in the air, slightly floating between the mother and daughter, making the awkward silence and the darkness of the bedroom seem to be slowly neutralized a little, making people feel at ease.

...God knows, Wuying is afraid of being exposed! Hey!

Xia Yuhe waited for a long time, but finally did not hear her daughter's answer.Whether you are willing or not is a matter of lip service. If you are willing, you will naturally be elated and full of expectations. If you are really unwilling... it will be the daughter's expression now, awkward, unwilling, and resentful.

Xia Yuhe sighed.It's also her fault, impatient, didn't the daughter already get sick with anger when she first found out about this matter, if she mentions it now, is she really going to push her daughter to a dead end?

So Yuhe Sang softened her voice and said slowly: "Ziwei, mother knows that you don't want it in your heart, and even... I am afraid that you hate your father. But mother is worried, after a hundred years, mother will leave you alone ... If you don't seek your father's protection and leave your mother under the Nine Springs, how can you feel at ease?"

Wuying lowered her head and thought: How about I find a foreign zombie to bite you?So you also turned into a thousand-year-old corpse, fighting with foreign zombies to see if Chinese Fengshui is stronger than foreign cattle and sheep!

... It's strange that she doesn't have the slightest respect for the old and love the young. She just woke up less than a day ago, and she doesn't have the slightest feeling of respecting the old and loving the young that you asked her to do? !

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Yuhe Sang said softly: "Ziwei, mother knows that you don't want it in your heart, and even... I am afraid that you hate your father. But mother is worried that after being a mother for a hundred years, you will be left alone... At that time If you don't seek your father's protection and leave your mother under the Nine Springs, how can you live with peace of mind as a daughter?"

Wuying thought for a while, and then slowly replied: "Mother, you are in good health, don't say such frustrating words to your daughter, isn't this poking her heart?" She lowered her body and slowly fell on Xia Yuhe's lap, her tone A little sentimental, "That father...hasn't thought of us for so many years, and I, I don't want to recognize him either!"

...God, my mouth is balding uncontrollably, and when I say these disgusting words, Wuying feels that this is poking her heart!

Yuhesang is very fond of this kind of thing, her eyes can't help turning red, she wrapped her arms around her daughter's slender shoulders, and patted her daughter lovingly, "Ziwei, have you forgotten what mother told you? —— Have a heart of benevolence, compassion and filial piety, look up to heaven and earth, look down on ghosts and gods, honor your parents and elders, even...even if your father forgets us, but he is your father after all! You have the same blood in your body, father and daughter Nature can never be erased!"

Wuying opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't speak, she thought to herself: OMG, it turns out that the virgin nature of crape myrtle is a family tradition!

"Mother's body, mother knows, I'm afraid it's... But what I'm most worried about is Ziwei's future!" Yu Hesang continued, but her voice was slightly hoarse. I thought it was really sad in my heart, but I couldn't suppress it after all. Heart bitter. "Mother's life...that's all, you are my mother's daughter, so naturally my mother has to plan everything for you!"

"Mother...don't say that!" Wuying bowed her head, her expression covered by her black hair hanging down.

Xia Yuhe shook her head lightly, and smiled bitterly, "Daughter, no matter what happens in the future, just remember—you must never be the second Xia Yuhe! Did you hear that!"

Xia Yuhe's usually gentle and shallow voice suddenly turned sharp and powerful, shaking Wuying's heart.Wuying suddenly remembered that Ziweihua also said in the plot that her mother would never let her become the second Xia Yuhe... But in the end, what did Ziweihua do?Otherwise, she would throw her mother's face upside down!

Wuying suddenly felt bitterness and injustice for Xia Yuhe.In the future, when Nanny Chen, who knew the secrets of Qianlong's luck in Shandong Province, held Wuying's hand and told Xia Yuhe's helplessness word by word before she died, she would be even more injustice to her cheap mother, and hate her even more. Little Swallow and the crape myrtle who was originally a virgin.

Wuying's uncontrollable tears flowed down like rain, as if at this time the one who controlled the body's mouth, lacrimal glands... and so on, was the original soft and emotional Madonna Ziwei, and the apex of her heart really hurt , so intense and so real.

She couldn't help pressing her heart, and said silently in her heart: Ziweihua, Ziweihua, if your soul has not been completely separated, at this moment, do you really feel the helplessness and bitterness of your mother?If you really understand it, if you snatch this body back in the future, will you still do all those stupid things that hurt your mother and family honor?

Seeing her daughter crying, Xia Yuhe sighed slightly, knowing that today's conversation would come to an end.She was a little tired, and Wan Yu, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, entered the room appropriately and welcomed Wu Ying out.

Wu Ying naturally had nowhere to know whether Xia Yuhe and the first maid had said anything secret in the room.After the first day of traveling through the two-dimensional world was spent in tears and heartache, on the second day, Wuying began to have a headache for the troubles and pains she could not avoid.

There is a very formal and academic name for this trouble—literacy, not only that, but also the great piano, chess, calligraphy and painting as an additional coursework.

God knows, she is a 20-year-old blind woman who can hear and speak Chinese but can't write it—and no one has taught her!She can understand one, two, three, four, five, instead of one, two, three, ten thousand or ten thousand. That's really thankful that "that person" who adopted her back then didn't have a bad conscience!

Not to mention, this Yuhe Sang was originally the jewel in the palm of Mr. Xia Zhiru Xia, a famous scholar in Jinan, Shandong Province.