Survival Qualification Test

The strange bird song cut through the chaotic consciousness, and suddenly and unbelievably lightly knocked on Sharia's heart.

It is not like the kingfisher is crisp and tactful, nor is it sparrow chirping, but a roar that is heavy, hoarse, like the shock of the evil abyss--

"Ha, ha..."

Sariya sat upright and wiped her cold sweat.

Immediately he squeezed his teeth, and there was no pain in his body. The most uncomfortable thing was the swollen eyelids. He rushed to the mirror and looked at the "pig head" in the mirror in disbelief.

His proud face is now blue and purple, a big bag exaggerated in his eyes, his eyelids swollen into two walnuts because of crying. The corner of the mouth was broken, purple, and the right face was blue, and it was a terrible pain.

But what scared him most was the faint fragrance of breakfast in the living room.

And... the conversation of women.

If only his sister is alone, Sharia can still cheat in the past, but with Angelina... he has a chill. When he remembered Angelina's nightmarish rage yesterday, he felt a pain all over his body.

Things are completely beyond his imagination.

In his past impressions, An Jielina was only a lascivious old woman who never faced him in the face of him. But her overreaction yesterday was clear that the illusion was just to tease him.

Sharia dare not step out of the bedroom.

Horrible, the door was knocked. Teris said softly: "Sally, it's time to go!"

He pretended that he had just been awakened and was unclear, and sent the person away, trying to find a countermeasure in his mind.

But another woman outside the house did not want to give him an excuse.

The door was kicked open with a bang, mixed with Tris’ angry “What are you doing”, and Angelina’s mocking arrogant voice sounded: “Look, just like his junk sister, how old is he? Have to let others call?"

Strong Talis immediately knocked the provocative lady away, and the two, who had always been disappointed, scolded each other.

But Sariya suddenly caught a glimpse of regret, worry, and even...apology in An Jielina's eyes.

There, An Jielina still sarcastically said: "This kind of non-weaning thing, if I picked him up at midnight last night, it is estimated that the dog had already eaten it..."

Teres was stupid, but she was not able to scold her, and she slammed people out of the door and locked the door with a bang.

She immediately turned around and asked worriedly: "Sally, what happened last night? Look at your little face..."

Sharia said a few words of panic and pushed all responsibilities to the vicious atrocities of "unknown persons", bringing tears to the corner of Tries's distressed eyes. She couldn't help but touch her brother's white, delicate, and abruptly scraped a few mouthfuls of small hands: "My poor brother, who is the one who can do it! Let my sister find and beat him!"

Sharia’s mind was full of other things, and he dealt with her sister indiscriminately, and coquettishly pushed the milking errand today, and locked the door of the house alone to prepare for silence.

The dealer only gave him a three-day deadline. If he couldn't get the title deed of the new farm in three days, he would be arrested and become a slave to the baron for life.

Sharia shivered at the thought of slaves who were scolded and scolded for lack of human rights when they were fed, fed, and warm.

Wait... the baron's slave?

Isn't Angelina the baron's sister? Sharia moved quickly, but was frustrated again—the baron and his family were at odds. This was something the townspeople knew all about, otherwise they would not forcibly marry their sister to a village upstart who didn’t know one big character— — The younger sister's marriage partner has no power and no power, completely severing the possibility of seizing his family property.

How did Fang An Jie Lina steal the title deed?

Sweet words don't work, pretending to be pitiful doesn't work, and is beaten. When she thinks of this, Sariya's face hurts fiercely: I can't see that this woman is a tigress!

His "smart" little head melon is still very useful when he is awake. When the bad water turns around, he comes up with a bad idea.

——Do not treat her as a lover, but as a partner?

Angelina hated Claude Dickson and she could do anything if she could get rid of this disgusting marriage.

But, what role can Sharia play?

He was so irritable that he wanted to go out to eat, drink and have fun, but when he thought of his beautiful appearance now, he stepped out. Simply slept at home for a day, and waited for my sister to deliver food at night.

Sudden change.

At about four o'clock, she heard the woman crying and running and noisy, waking Saria, who was not sleeping well. He scolded his mother for opening her door with anger, and it turned out to be his sister. Without waiting for him to complain, he listened to Trish’s heart-breaking cry: "My child-no more -"

This terrified Sharia. He hurriedly looked at no one around him, pulled Tries out of breath, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? What happened, wasn't it good yesterday?"

"You're going to give your sister control!" Triss' apple-like eyes are full of anger. "Angelina, the bitch, pushed me down the stairs! My child, my child!"

"Angelina?" Sharia's eyes widened in disbelief, and the sudden change made him unable to turn his head. "Why should she push you?"

"It must have been jealous of me. I was pregnant with my four wives," Teris gritted her teeth. "I'm going to tear this poisoned woman's face away so that everyone in the town can see her vicious face and can't be a man!"

Can Angelina do it? Sharia was deeply puzzled, and Angelina hated the Dixon family, and wished that the Dixon family would be jealous of how Diris was pregnant?

But he suppressed this suspicion because his clever little head came up with a wonderful attention.

That's wonderful.

He almost laughed out loud.

He refrained from rejoicing, put on a face of grief and resentment, and sipped tears into his sister's eyes, saying one by one: "I can't do that anymore. Sister, I have a clever plan to make her never jump again."

"You and An Jie Lina have a sealing fee of 5,000 gold coins, and you can't miss a point. Then spread it to the outside world, it is the product of Crowder's domestic violence!"

He restrained Teres's doubts and continued: "Angelina married the baron's house, she didn't have so much money at all, she could only ask Claude for money. And Claude, this person, is very good at fighting A swollen face full of fat, will definitely give. And you are pregnant, the outside world knows, Crowder is so old, the three wives have no pregnant, just you, pregnant, others will whisper your secret love. The whole town knows gram Laud is a good family violator, and he can justify your abortion in one go."

"But, I didn't cheat, Claude never beat me after I was pregnant..."

"How does the other person know the truth? Human creatures, from the arrogant, only believe what they are willing to believe and fit what they imagine," Sariya sneered. "And what I want is this effect. You think, Claude knew that it was not his domestic violence that caused you to miscarry, who would have caused you to miscarry? That is, a poisonous woman An Jie Lina. Although Claude is not good at worrying about the baron and sister, he Such a good face, and looking forward to this child so much, this huge thorn in my heart must have been pierced."

His flashing blue eyes flashed with strange colors, which made Teres strange.

Terese's uneasy opening: "Why do you want to do this? It was Angelina who gave me the hand. I will retaliate against her... Besides, Claude has been treating me recently..."

"Hello to you recently?" Sharia sneered. "How did he forget about your domestic violence? How many times have you come to me crying in the middle of the week? Have you forgotten? Are you willing to retaliate?"

Seeing that Tris was also benevolently hesitant, Sharia's words turned around, and the last tactic was added: "You are miscarried now, without this child, Claude will continue to treat you to Yan Yue? My silly sister , You can wake up!"

Thinking of those nightmarish days where fear was beaten and everything was wrong, Triss' tremendous body shivered. At this moment, the simple village girl was simply empty, and she thought a lot about her manipulative brain all her life—husband, younger brother, family, and even children who were swallowing before birth, her eyes gradually became cold.

"Okay, I listen to you. Brother."

Sharia also told her sister not to say anything before the abortion, and to wait for An Jielina's sealing fee, then spread the rumors.

The next day, after a day of cultivation, Sharia got a lot of wounds on her face, covered the corners with band-aids, and continued to deliver milk. Even with huge debts, Sharia was not flustered at all, and he was ready to wait for the big fish to hook.

Sure enough, beside the neatly sized milk bottles in the backyard, he saw the expected target.

Angelina looks very bad. Her expression was so complicated that she couldn't tell whether it was love, or hatred. She must have looked at the expressionless Shariya for a long time, and suddenly her nose was sour: "Why should this be?"

Sariya was startled, and she swallowed back when her stomach was well calculated.

Why is this so?

But he immediately flicked the stunned face and put on a gentle face: "An Jie, I'm helping you. Haven't you been disgusted by the disgusting Dixon family for a long time?"

The clear juvenile voice was hoarse, and it seemed that he broke his throat a few days ago. The bruises on his face were not completely dispersed, but the expression was still the warm, sunny smile of An Jie Lina escaping from everything.

Seeing Angelina said nothing, silently followed him into the living room, and Sharia knew that the plan was half successful.

He poured a glass of water to the indifferent lady, and said sincerely: "An Jie, whether you believe it or not, your business, I have always been most attentive. You once said a word, maybe you have forgotten, but I have been Remember clearly...you say you hate the nobility, hate the selfish brother who is miserly, hate the rude husband of arranged marriages. Now... it is time for you to be free."

An Jielina's tired eyes flashed through the flash of light, and disappeared quickly.

She barely pulled the corner of her mouth: "Come on, Sally. I didn't sleep last night, I thought about it thoroughly. You have always been sweet-mouthed, and you will be most pleasing. Presumably in your eyes, I am just a stupid woman with a lot of money... …You don’t have to talk anymore, I won’t give you another penny.”

She was very cruel, and she didn't have to communicate anymore, but her eyes full of unspeakable emotions staring at him betrayed her.

Saria suppressed her heart and laughed softly, saying softly: "I did something wrong, I know the image in your heart is greatly reduced. But... I have thought of a perfect solution to help you get rid of Claude."

He said quickly before the woman said, "You stolen the title deed of Crowder's new farm and help me pay the debt. On the bright side, I will ask him for 5,000 gold coins and give my sister a sealing fee."

"You're crazy!" An Jie Lina was stunned after the words, "What crazy words are you talking about? Sharia, do you know what you're talking about?"

Sharia smiled confidently and continued: "Claude has always loved his face, and he is most afraid of being looked down upon by others, especially the tall wife who is a baroness sister. Therefore, if you want such a large amount, even if he has a swollen face to become fat, He will also grind his teeth out.-If you think about it carefully, if Crowder has no new farm and no money, and he takes off the skin of the upstart, is he worthy of the baroness?"

He stared closely at An Jielina’s apparently shaking eyes and chased after the victory: "The baron is stingy anyway, and he is a family with you anyway, breaking the relationship between the legs and the tendons, and the title deed is not a loss for him! Furthermore, the baron eats When it comes to sweetness, can you still insist against your divorce?"

I do not know whether it is Sarria's sincere and beautiful face, or the old thorn in her heart that has been worn for more than ten years, and An Jielinna ghostly promised him.

This may be the last decision she regretted in her life.

As expected by Sharia, everything went so smoothly and perfectly.

An Jielin first came to 5,000 gold coins, and she didn't worry about the money. She gave Teres a brain, and her eyes flashed. Then, taking advantage of Crowder's deep sleep, she stole the title deed he laid out in the middle of the night and gave it to Sharia.

Sarya rushed to the casino door again within the three-day deadline.

The drunkards shouted one after another, as if this place would always be like this. Only this time, he no longer throbbed.

He went straight to the dealer, but he disappeared.

Waiting for a while in the lobby, suddenly a tall man wrapped in a black suit all year round came.

Butler of Baron's House? Why is he here?

Before the Shariyaduo thought, the housekeeper had strode towards him. His face flashed with unclear emotions, which made Sariya a little dazed. He stared closely at the housekeeper, alert to what he was about to do. The latter sat next to Sariya, his tall figure shrouded in a shadow. Strangely, he did not feel offended or afraid. It's a feeling of deja vu.

It's ridiculous. Before today, he and the butler had just nodded.

He dismissed the idea and raised a bright smirk: "Hello, why are you here?"

But the steward answered what he didn't ask. He must have seen the child who had been injured, but still had traces on his face for a while before saying, "What's wrong with his face?"

Sharia subconsciously touched her face and smiled: "I fell accidentally, thank you for your concern."

His nimble brains turned fast, and his brain moved: "Are you here to handle the debt instead of Mr. Baron?"

The butler nodded.

Sharia immediately changed her face to please, took out the title deed from her arms, and handed it to the housekeeper. The butler's large gloved hand with white gloves took a glance at the paper and tucked it into his chest pocket.

After all this was done, the man stared at Sarria's face intently, his dark, inexpressive eyes resembling the carrion vulture, which made him uncomfortable.

Flowers on my face? Or... this man won't take a look at me anymore?

Sharia, who is full of self-confidence and self-confidence, sneered and sneered, dispelling the idea-what a joke, disgusting homosexuality is against human relations, and is going to be burned to death by the church! How can a housekeeper be such a decent person be abnormal neuropathy?

Seeing the man unmoved, he moved aside uncomfortably. Once the mustard was planted, it was difficult to eradicate.

The man suddenly said, "How is your sister?"

Sharia froze, drumming wildly in his heart: how could he ask this? It must be a coincidence, just a greeting. He immediately put on a natural smile: "Very good. She is pregnant and the whole family is very happy..."

He whispered embarrassedly: "That... the debts are also paid off, can you give me the bond of sale?"

After hearing this, the housekeeper realized that he took out a carefully folded piece of paper from his chest pocket and handed it to him.

This broken paper treatment is much better than the title deed...

Sharia pressed down on the faint tumbling discomfort in her heart, quickly thanked him, and numbly spoke some auspicious words, and ran out of the cannibalistic place, secretly vowed never to come again.

He didn't notice, the butler behind was hot and staring, staring at his brilliant blond eyes.