That's right, my card is Xin Qiji. What's wrong?

The video continued, and a few years later, the old woman finally lost her footing and fell into the water when Song Zhaodi was thirteen. The live broadcast was filled with applause.

Song Zhaodi is also fifteen years old, but he still looks eleven or twelve years old due to chronic deprivation and malnutrition.

"Yaozu's father, it's time for Yaozu to get a wife, but our family is in such a situation, how can we get one!" Chen Guilan's voice finally replaced the old woman as the main theme of the video.

The man was sitting on the kang, with a bottle of wine on the small table. He drank in confusion, as if he didn't care about the family affairs at all, and he could talk about anything as long as he had wine.

"Dad Yaozu, you should think of a way. Yaozu is almost twenty, he..."

Bang.

The man overturned the kang table and scattered the things on the floor, "Are you bothered? If you hadn't given birth to a monster, our family would be so poor. I would have to get a drink on credit. If I didn't just marry a wife, Song Zhaodi wouldn't She is still half a woman, so if she is sold, it will be fine."

When Chen Guilan heard the man lose his temper, she didn't dare to fart, but the man's words reminded her.

As soon as the video screen changed, it was where Song Zhaodi was being held down by the whole family. His mother was holding down his upper body, his brother was dragging his lower body, and the man was holding a knife.

Song Zhaodi was so frightened that he cried and begged, but it did not awaken the family's humanity at all.

"Cry, cry, cry, there's nothing to cry about. I'm turning you from a monster into a woman. You have to thank me." The man took a sip of wine and sprayed it towards the blade. Then he raised the knife and dropped it with blood. It splashed three feet and dyed half the sky red.

The shrill screams did not induce any mercy, and the straw mat under him was sticky and covered in blood.

"Send it to the old lame man as soon as possible, but don't kill our family. The 80,000 yuan gift cannot be given to someone else!" The man threw the knife away and said something to his eldest son and mother-in-law beside him. Went out with a drink.

"Don't die for me, and you are asking me to change my wife!" Song Yaozu looked at the meat falling on the ground, feeling indescribably happy. He had long disliked this monster that was neither male nor female. He didn't have such an embarrassing brother. Now he became a sister and could change his wife.

Song Zhaodi, who fainted from the pain, woke up to hell.

The old man with yellow teeth rushed towards Song Zhaodi, who was tied up all over, "I've never played with a little thing like you, hahaha."

The wound that had not yet completely scarred was bleeding again, "Your mother is right, he is really a little monster, but I am different from those, and I am not afraid of anything unknown."

The despair at the head of the village sank to the bottom of the sea, and the noise at the end of the village became even more lively.

"Mom, I want to marry Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu is so beautiful."

"Yaozu, it's not that mom doesn't want you to marry Xiaoyu, it's that your dad only gave us 20,000 yuan, and 20,000 yuan can only marry a fat girl!" Chen Guilan sighed.

"But didn't Song Zhaodi get 80,000 yuan in exchange? Why can't he marry Xiaoyu?" Song Yaozu looked unhappy.

The drunk man wandered back home. When he walked in, he heard his son's rebellious words, "That's my money. I'm not dead yet. You are thinking of giving it a try." After that, an empty wine bottle was thrown at him.

The scene changed again. The old cripple was dead. The whole village pointed at Song Zhaodi and said something was wrong. She was twisted and sent home. The whole Song family was stabbed in the back by the whole village. The money exchanged a year ago had already been drunk by the man. No more drinks.

If the family is poor, it's hard to get out the blame. Song Yaozu's wife also got divorced because of this terrible family. Everyone blamed Song Zhaodi for this bad luck. She either worked or was beaten every day. Finally one day, by chance, she actually made a summoning card 'Kangaroo'.

"Sell it, of course you sell it, eight thousand yuan per card, really?" The man smiled flatteringly at a second-rate dealer with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

The second-rate dealer with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks rolled his eyes, "Hey, this is not because you are kind, brother. Let's make friends, so I give you a price that I don't make any money from. I won't have such a high price in the future!"

"How much will it cost in the future?" the man asked excitedly.

"From now on, each card will cost 6,000 yuan, no, 5,000 yuan. I will come here every week to collect it and save you some travel expenses."

Soon as the scene unfolded, the original earthen house turned into large red tiles, and even a large car that didn't even belong to the village chief's house drove into the yard.

The villagers who once looked down on the Song family began to compliment the Song family one by one. Even Song Yaozu, who had lost his wife, finally married Xiaoyu, whom he longed for.

However, the Song family, who had suddenly become rich, was not satisfied with this. Under the temptation of two dealers with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks, both Song's father and Song Yaozu got into bad habits. Five thousand dollars a week soon could not satisfy them. They once again began to exploit Song Zhaodi even more quickly. Card.

It's just that they don't want to spend a lot of money to buy good materials, and even the basic card-making materials are the cheapest. Even if Song Zhaodi works sleepless and concentrates on making cards, he can only increase the speed to one card every three days at the fastest, but they Still not satisfied.

After listening to the words of the neighbors and other random people, they tried their best to squeeze Song Zhaodi's potential and fed him various medicines every day. At first, under the influence of the medicine, Song Zhaodi's card production speed increased to two days. One piece.

However, medicines from official channels are very expensive, and they are not willing to spend a penny more. The channels for buying medicines have become small black workshops. Anyway, the effect is about the same. As for what will happen to Song Zhaodi, it has never been their concern.

For more than a year, day and night, Song Zhaodi was imprisoned in a dilapidated earthen house. He ate, drank, had sex, and made cards in a room less than five meters square. Only a stray yellow dog could get through the leaky door. Accompany Song Zhaodi to breathe for a short while.

The two souls comfort and warm each other.

The video changed again. Song Zhaodi was like a madman. She was chained and howling desperately, "Xiao Huang, give me back my Xiao Huang, give me back my Xiao Huang!"

She was electrocuted, scalded with boiling water, starved, and even subjected to all kinds of punishments. As long as Xiao Huang was not seen, she would fight to death without any interruption.

Finally, she waited, waiting for a dirty, yellow dog skin with knotted hair. She held it gently with her trembling hands, just like those five hundred days and nights.

"Here, here I give you, isn't it just a dog? As long as you make a good card for me, I will get you another one!" The man had no choice but to return the dog skin that he originally wanted to get a kneepad for. he.

"By the way, your dog looks quite thin, has a lot of meat, and tastes good. Do you want to have a bowl too?" Song Yaozu threw the blank card and materials over, "After you finish eating, hurry up and make a card for me!"

Song Zhaodi's eyes were red, her last spirit was finally broken, she picked up the materials, and the giant tiger was born.

The house collapsed, and the Song family's blood flowed into a river.

At the end of the video, the brother and father were killed, the Song family was wiped out, and everyone was disappointed. The only regret was that there was still one alive.