Being scolded for dragging the oil bottle, the sturdy small peasant girl farmed to get rich

Chapter 1 Abandoned Wife and Daughter

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The deal is done.

From today onwards, she is Yun Xi.

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The original owner who was lying on the wooden bed died, and now Yun Xi is her.

"You don't want to marry, but don't. I won't force you with a knife."

"meeting!"

Yun Xi answered firmly, opened her eyes, and stared at the strange but familiar person next to the bed, who was the biological mother of her body.

There was hostility in Mica's eyes, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Are you pretending to be dead and threatening me?"

Yun Xi sat up, looked at Mica who was standing on the bed, and asked, "Didn't you think I walked before the gate of hell just now?"

The word "Chuan" on Mica's brows became more wrinkled, and three hills appeared, "There is someone as lively as you, who will pass through the gate of hell?!"

Yun Xi spread her hands: "If you don't believe me, I can't help it."

Yun Xi stared at Mica, and finally noticed that there was an identity reminder card on top of Mica's head, which read: Yun Lan (Zheng Youcai's ex-wife).

Uh

How does this feel like playing a game from a first-person perspective?

Yun Xi couldn't hold back, and reached out to touch the top of her head. She should...don't have a reminder card?

Yun Xi tilted her head innocently, and it fell into Mica's eyes. This is a naked provocation!
Mica took out a sharp small sharp knife that was polished brightly and glowed with a gloomy cold light, and the point of the knife was facing Yun Xi's face.

Yun Xi froze, staring at the knife in Mica's hand vigilantly, and quickly moved back, trying to distance herself from Mica.

With your back against the wall, there is no way back.

"You, you...don't mess around," Yun Xi swallowed, her heart skipping a beat.

Do you want to go crazy like this!

If she hadn't inherited the original owner's memory and knew the original owner's trajectory in this life, she would have suspected that there was a pervert in front of her.

"Then what, men or something, is it really that important?" Yun Xi's face trembled a little, her face was stiff and she couldn't smile.

Yun Mu's eyes were deep, she stared at Yun Xi without blinking, and took half a step closer.

"Then what, don't force me," Yun Xi said, putting his hands in front of his body, "I learned from the mysterious hermit."

Mica pointed the tip of her knife at Yun Xi, as if petrified.

The hair on Yun Xi's back exploded.

"First of all, Zheng Youcai is the one who abandoned his wife and daughter. He is wrong! He deserves to die! But you shouldn't have treated me like this. I am also innocent. You have been abandoned. Haven't I been abandoned?"

Mica remained unmoved, pointing the tip of the knife at Yun Xi.

Yunxi's scalp tingled, and he continued to work hard: "Think about it, even if you hurt me, do you think that annoying Zheng Youcai will feel uncomfortable? As long as he really cares about me, he won't leave me alone. Right?"

Mica approached the bed, her whole body leaned against the wooden bed, and the tip of the knife was close to Yun Xi.

The wooden bed shook, and Yun Xi's heart also trembled.

"Mother, we are the mother and daughter who depend on each other for life," Yun Xi put his hands in front of him, swallowed, and looked at Yun Mu affectionately with a sinking heart.

"You hurt me, you can't take revenge on the scumbag, but what if your identity changes? For example, you can also do business, and you become richer than the scumbag, will the scumbag regret his original decision?" ?”

"In my opinion, instead of taking revenge on the scumbag by hurting yourself, it's better to try hard to make the scumbag regret it, and then we kick the scumbag again. Isn't that more relieved?"

"Okay, you don't think I can do it. You have to have a man, so let's change the routine. What if you find a man who is better than the scumbag and marry him? At that time, your status will be higher than the scumbag. Then Will the scumbag regret it?"

Her saliva was almost dry, she looked at the tip of the knife, and pointed at her face, her old heart couldn't afford it.

(End of this chapter)