Feng Shu's words made the atmosphere stagnant.

"The same name and surname as you, and they look exactly the same as you?"

Feng's expression became solemn, and even Fengqi Sect frowned and searched for the relevant information about Jijia again.

“How much does it look like?”

"It's like the same person. I mean, people who don't have similar personalities but are unfamiliar with you will think she is me when they see Afeng, and when they see me, they will think I am Afeng."

The legendary hell is indeed terrifying and makes people feel very uncomfortable.

She was so painful that she wanted to curl up, but for some reason, her whole body seemed to be imprisoned and could not move at all.

She couldn't open her eyes, but because she was squirting hard, she finally vomited out. Then she felt that the things she had vomited were covered in her face, as if something sticky was stuck to her skin, and the smell was not pleasant at all.

She should have felt disgusted. However, Guan Jiu's first reaction was strange. She had been hungry all day long, so how could she still spit out something?

Oh, no, she should be dead, why does she still feel so painful, why does she still feel dizzy and vomit?

Before she could think about it clearly, a more intense pain swept across her mind, as if flooding, flooding her.

When Guan Jiu woke up, his eyes were straight.

She was just like she was riding a speed vehicle and browsing through a person's life?

The girl in white clothes in front of her was covered in blood, with a very delicate oval face and eyebrows raised. Her eyes were originally full of tenderness, but she looked ferocious, like the most ferocious star beast in Emma's mouth, and could swallow all the disobedient children in the nursery in one bite.

Guan Jiu was trembling, so scared that he wanted to find a place to hide it, so that the girl in front of him, who was full of resentment, could not see her.

But obviously she did not succeed this time, because no matter how hard she tried, she could not move. She, who had never attracted attention, was stared at by someone this time.

Guan Jiu couldn't even lift a finger, as if she was bound by something invisible. She just felt like an ice sculpture.

But strangely, she knew she was still motionless, but she felt that she was trembling uncontrollably, and fear was like air, everywhere.

Almost in an instant, she saw the girl raise the knife in her hand, and a drop of extremely bright blood beads slid down the blade.

With a loud "bang", the blood beads seemed to explode in the air. Fearing to the extreme, Guan Jiu's consciousness fell into the place that seemed to be dreamy but not dreamy again.

The girl in white is named Hong Yijing. Just like her name, she has been a quiet little girl since she was a child. She is the third child at home and is also the youngest child.

Grandparents Hong Dazhu and Huang Xiaoli are farmers facing the loess and facing the sky. They have been honest people who dig food in the land for generations. They have given birth to eight children, five girls and three men. Because of the invasion of the Japanese, the country will not become a family. In addition, the small mountain village was originally poor. Under the natural disaster, only the youngest son, Hong Aiguo, lived after the liberation of the country.

Although Hong Aiguo survived, he also grew up in the dual separation of national history and family poverty. The country is not prosperous and strong. As an individual in society, especially those who have lived in small mountain villages for generations, they are naturally poor.

Because the brothers and sisters in front of them had cooperated with the Eighth Route Army to fight the Japanese, after their sacrifice, they thought about the old and young people in Hongai's country, so the village always took good care of him and asked him to study for free. After becoming an adult, he recommended him to work as an accountant in the brick factory in the town.

At the age of 25, he married Ding Chunhua, a wife who looked like Zhou Zheng, and gave birth to his first daughter Hong Yueliang the next year. In the third year, he gave birth to his second daughter. He didn't cry and died after taking a sip of his breast. In the fourth year, he was pregnant with two babies, but both of them were dissipated. In the fifth year, he successfully gave birth to his third daughter Hong Xiaoxing.

After the Chinese New Year, he had only two daughters under his knees, but still had no sons. In the countryside where the family line was very serious, Ding Chunhua was not straight in front of her parents-in-law, and Hong Aiguo was also blind in front of her fellow villagers.

But he was an honest person after all, and a person who had read books and had knowledge in the era at that time. Hong Aiguo never beat and scolded his wife. The couple worked diligently and worked hard to create a person. Finally, when he was 33 years old, Yu Chunhua became pregnant again in poor health.

Everyone thinks that this time he must be a son. He has a sharp belly, a big appetite, frequent fetal movements, and kicks hard and fast. Whether it is an experienced midwife or a monk master who can calculate and calculate, they all say that the Ten-Yuan is a person with a handle.

The parents-in-law were happy and served her daughter-in-law like an old Buddha. She couldn't bear to eat and wear. She always saved money, rice and grain for half a year and bought chicken, duck, fish and eggs for Ding Chunhua. She didn't have to do anything at home or in the field, and even let her touch a little cold water.

Hong Aiguo insisted on going home every day, traveling back and forth for more than 20 miles of mountain road, he walked for more than nine months until the melon ripened.

Ding Chunhua was in a difficult labor and gave birth to her third child in a heart-wrenching manner. She was still a daughter. Because of the prepositional preposition and because she was pregnant too many times before, she was not well-behaved during the confinement period. She was told by the doctor that she could not have children again, otherwise her life would be gone.

In fact, even if the doctor accidentally reminded him, Ding Chunhua felt that she had no choice but to live.

She gave birth to another daughter.

Even though the doctor said she could not give birth, she still put a tough fertility ring on her in accordance with national regulations. Even if she wanted to give birth to a son desperately, she would have no chance.

Ding Chunhua hated her youngest daughter very much.

The eldest daughter Hong Yueliang had breastfeeding for a year, and the second daughter Hong Xiaoxing also had eight months, but Hong Yijing had never fed her a bite.

If you have milk, you are the mother. She has enough breast milk, but why should she feed this monster who occupies her son's position?

It would be nice if she didn't beat the little guy to death!

Hong Aiguo was also very disappointed. It was not that he didn't like his daughter, but in the final analysis, he also hoped to have a son. But all this, with the birth of his youngest daughter, turned into nothingness.

Unless he divorces and remarries, he will never have a son in his life.

Hong Aiguo seemed to be ten years old. Although the Hong family had a good relationship with each other and the blessing of his brothers and sisters who died prematurely, the villagers in the village turned a blind eye to his rebirth, but the town's family planning committee was not a vegetarian and sent people to the village for many undercover investigations. In the end, the brick factory accounting work was lost, and he was fined according to regulations, and he also emptied the remaining money in the family, and finally had to go home to farm.

The iron rice bowl has disappeared and it has become a living by relying on the weather. This is like a rainy night, which makes the Hong family's situation worse.
Chapter completed!