After returning to the city, the real daughter of Xuanxue just wants to start a career

Chapter 1 Dead and alive again
  "You lose money, get up quickly. It's six o'clock and you still can't get up to cut the pigweed. How long do you want to be lazy?"

Qi Wenrong pulled open the tattered mosquito net, and several plump mosquitoes flew out. He waved his hands in disgust.

He opened the thin quilt again, revealing Qi Ruohan's thin body. His face was abnormally rosy and his lips were white.

"Still sleeping! I can't sleep to death."

Qi Wenrong slapped Qi Yue on the arm, and an obvious palm print appeared.

"Abba, my head hurts so much. I didn't go to bed until midnight last night. I was stared at by mosquitoes and couldn't sleep."

Qi Ruohan's voice was weak, like a candle in the wind.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful for me. If it weren't for me, you should have gone to see the King of Hell eighteen years ago. Go to work quickly, the two pigs at home are hungry and thin."

"Abba, I really don't have the strength." Qi Ruohan supported the edge of the bed, unable to get up.

"You're a prodigal, you've been eating for eighteen years and you still say you have no strength."

Qi Wenrong grabbed her wrist and pushed her out.

Staggering, Qi Ruohan could only take two steps while holding on to the wall. His eyes were spinning, and he immediately fainted backwards.

The back of his head hit the stone pier on the ground hard, and there was no light in his eyes.

"You lose money, you're pretending to sleep again." Qi Wenrong kicked her, but there was no response.

"You're still stubborn! Let's see if I don't slap you." Qi Wenrong finished speaking and walked towards the kitchen.

In the blink of an eye, he came back carrying red pokers.

Looking at Qi Ruohan's slightly dark but slender legs, Qi Wenrong swallowed. It's really a pity for such good legs.

The regret in my heart failed to stop the movement of my hands, and the tongs burned my calf.

Qi Ruohan's eyelids trembled slightly as he lay on the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" roared like a killing pig.

Unexpectedly, Qi Ruohan would suddenly open his eyes and stretch his legs to kick the poker.

The tongs touched Qi Wenrong's legs, exuding a bit of the burnt smell of barbecue.

"Ah! You are dead today! Ah, it hurts, it hurts me so much."

Qi Wenrong screamed while blowing on the wound on his leg. He looked up and saw that Qi Ruohan had stood up and held the fire tongs on the ground in his hand.

Her eyes were cold, shining with a coldness she had never seen before.

"Why are you staring? If you stare again, I'll dig out your eyeballs."

"Snapped!"

The red fire tongs had cooled down. Qi Ruohan didn't say anything. He threw it directly at Qi Wenrong's cheek and fanned out two yellowed teeth.

Qi Wenrong was stunned for a moment. Is this still the obedient daughter?

Normally she doesn't dare to resist him and works hard without complaining, but today she dared to fight against him!
  I'm afraid I'm tired of living!
  Just as he was about to continue speaking, the tongs pointed straight down and penetrated into the compacted yellow soil.

It was only three centimeters away from the vital point.

Qi Wenrong felt a little cool in his crotch.

"The look in your eyes is so disgusting."

Before he could react, Qi Ruohan walked around him and walked out, leaving Qi Wenrong screaming and rolling on the ground.

She is not Qi Ruohan.

Her name is Heyue, and she is a god in the sky.

He Yue was still a little confused at this time. One second she was playing chess with the Jade Emperor, and the next moment she didn't realize anything, she had taken over Qi Ruohan's body.

The incident happened suddenly. After taking care of her father who was about to commit violence against her, Heyue walked out of the door and digested the information in his mind.

Qi Ruohan was picked up from the stream at the head of the village by Qi's mother seventeen years ago. The Qi family had no children at that time, so they raised her as a labor force.

A labor force that wakes up earlier than a chicken, goes to bed later than a dog, eats worse than a pig, and does more work than an ox.

This situation became even worse after the birth of Qi Wenrong's son.

Fortunately, her adoptive mother treated her well, which was Qi Ruohan's hope for staying.

It was a pity that my adoptive mother passed away last year. Before she left, she held Qi Ruohan's hand and apologized:

"Ruohan, be more patient with them and take good care of your brother."

After their adoptive mother left, the father and son became even more serious. In the eyes of the adoptive father, there was no father-daughter feeling at all, and there was even the madness of a beast.

Qi Ruohan was so worried and frightened that he kept working hard.

After working hard for days, and suffering from heat stroke yesterday, I fell ill in bed.

He was already suffering from a severe fever, but Qi Wenrong pushed him so hard that he hit his head and died.

"Ruohan, Ruohan."

The call interrupted Qi Ruohan's thoughts. It was Wu Jun from his neighbor's house.

He Yue turned around.

In the memory of the original owner, Wu Jun was pretty good to her.

"Ruohan, I heard that you were admitted to Peking University. Congratulations. You are the first college student in our village. Can you let me see the notice? I have never seen it in my whole life."

Wu Jun's eyes were full of envy and yearning.

"You are a college student, daydreaming." Qi Ruohan's younger brother Qi Hao walked in from outside with a dog tail grass root in his mouth.

Heyue's expression turned cold: "What do you mean?"

"Qi Ruohan, don't even think about going to college. Our family has no money to support you, and we won't let you leave. There is so much work at home, who will do it if you leave?"

Qi Hao spat out the dog tail grass roots in his mouth.

"Your admission letter has been torn up by my dad a long time ago. Damn it! I'm telling you, I can't find a wife if I don't have money. You will have to marry me in the future. You were picked up anyway..."

He Yue walked into the kitchen without saying anything. After hearing this, Wu Jun had already turned around and entered the house.

"Yes, that's good, hurry up and cook." Qi Hao smiled proudly, "Where's dad?"

Seeing that He Yue didn't reply and disappeared into the door frame, Qi Hao was a little embarrassed.

"You stinky bitch, you have this attitude even before you are married! Just stop here. If you don't fight me for three days, I will go to the house and uncover the tiles."

Qi Hao followed and walked in, and then there was no sound again.

After a moment, Qi Hao walked out backwards, with a rusty kitchen knife around his neck.

It was He Yue.

She felt empty in her stomach before, so she went into the kitchen and took a few bites of yesterday's leftover porridge. After filling her appetite, she saw Qi Hao behind her and picked up the kitchen knife.

"What are you going to do! Put the knife down. Believe it or not, I will slap you. How dare you fight me!"

He Yue lowered his eyes and looked at the scars burned by cigarette butts on the original owner's hands, and the knife edge was divided forward.

"Ah! If you have the ability, just cut it down and pay for it with a life. If you can't leave this village, you will suffer the consequences in the future!"

Qi Hao was panicking, but he knew that he couldn't be cowardly at this time. "I'm telling you, just add a few fat boys to my family. Even if you run away, no one will want them."

"I have only seen people with bound feet before, but never people with cerebellum bound. Today is an eye-opener!"

He Yue turned the blade, slapped Qi Hao firmly with the blade, and hit his neck with the back of the blade. Suddenly, Qi Hao fainted.

This scene fell into the eyes of Qi Wenrong, who lamely walked out of the shabby house, and he was suddenly filled with anger.

He Yue glanced at him and said in a cold tone: "When the weather is cold, I will also cover you with more soil."

The whole family was about to run out of luck, and she was too lazy to do anything to avoid being tainted by the cause and effect.

Hearing this, Qi Wenrong almost took a breath.

He glared at He Yue fiercely: "Qi Ruohan, you will not only marry my son, but also serve me. This is your life! You can't escape..."

He Yue looked at them with a sneer.

"Oh, the Qi family wants to cut off their descendants. Don't worry, it will happen soon."

"Kill people, kill people! An unfilial daughter kills her relatives!" Qi Wenrong was a bully at heart, and looked at He Yue's eyes without daring to do anything.

The sound was loud, and Wu Jun next door was the first to poke his head out.

He Yue frowned, rushed forward and stabbed him again, knocking him out cleanly.

Turning to look at Wu Jun: "Brother Wu Jun."

Wu Jun shook his head and looked around: "It's still early, everyone hasn't come back from farm work yet, so hurry up."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked towards the roadside, as if looking for the wind.

　Dear reader, in the 48 minutes when you didn’t reply to my message, my heart felt like a big hole. Your promise was as close as a piece of paper, and a few minutes of bath time made me wait for you, like a rock. Your indifference hurts me, your silence hurts me, my room is dark, and my heart is also dark!
  　　
  　
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