After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

"what?!"

"It's like this. You should have seen the news before. Lingling's university released a strange pill. The school knew that Lingling was your daughter, and also knew my identity. They planned to let her come back to look for it. I'll go see what's going on."

"Let Lingling find you? She hasn't seen you much!"

"The school asked her to come back. What's more, Lingling suffered from food poisoning that day. How many times have I told you not to put the overnight food in the microwave and just take it out to eat."

"That's not an overnight dish. My mother made it by herself at noon yesterday... Hiss, eh? Did it come at noon yesterday or the day before yesterday?"

Ever since Yan Lingling went to university, Tang Yuxiao, who has returned to her single life, actually lived a very disorganized life. On weekdays, when she was busy with work, she ate directly at work, and when she returned home, she was alone. As time passed, she couldn't remember which meal was which. paused.

Could it be that Lingling who cooks so badly by herself was admitted to the hospital...

"No, no! You haven't explained to me yet, who is this little girl?"

"Lingling's biological sister, but she was taken away by Lingling's father when she was a child. Later, something happened, and she really had nowhere to go to her mother. In the end, she couldn't find her, but she found me here."

Qi Zijin looked at his ex-wife and said helplessly: "You know that I live in a hospital dormitory, so it's not convenient for me to take care of children. But she managed to find her, and I wanted to bring her to see her sister. It turned out that you were lucky, Send Lingling to the hospital."

"What... my cousin has another daughter?"

"Ah."

Tang Yuxiao looked at Hang Yanling beside her, and Hang Yanling also looked at her.

Indeed, if it weren't for the fact that the girl's facial features and Lingling's facial features were not carved out of the same mold, Tang Yuxiao would really have wondered if her husband had already found a new love and formed a new family.

In addition, before her cousin's accident, Tang Yuxiao actually had very little contact with this gambler cousin. She even found out about Lingling's existence on the day she attended her cousin's funeral. It is not impossible to have such a child that she does not know about. .

"Why haven't I heard Lingling mention... little sister, what's your name?"

Tang Yuxiao touched the back of Hang Yanling's head and asked softly.

Hang Yanling replied straightforwardly: "My name is Hang Yanling."

The extremely similar voices of Hang Yanling and Lingling made Tang Yuxiao more sure that the child was Lingling's blood relative.

Tang Yuxiao gently touched Hang Yanling's little head, and asked softly, "Good boy, good boy, where's your father?"

"My dad let the truck die."

Hang Yanling glanced at Qi Zijin - after all, this was the confession that Qi Zijin made with Hang Yanling in the hospital after he came back yesterday.

He fabricated an identity for Hang Yanling, and planned to arrange for Hang Yanling to live with Tang Yuxiao for a few days.

At that time, Qi Zijin asked Hang Yanling to insist that she was Yan Lingling's younger sister, and he was full of promises, saying that Tang Yuxiao was very fooled, as long as Hang Yanling sold a little bit badly, and said that his father took him away, and he had never seen his mother since childhood. I didn't know there was another sister, but if her life experience was miserable after her father passed away, she would be fooled.

At that time, the elated and triumphant look made Hang Yanling really wonder why this guy got divorced.

Of course, Qi Zijin forgot to arrange for Hang Yanling's father's death last night.

Hang Yanling was completely improvising just now.

After all, we have to find a thorough method of death, preferably one that doesn't even have a corpse left.

In order to be completely dead without proof, Hang Yanling carefully described and gestured: "The wound is broken, crushed flat, and fully paved. Dad has become everywhere."

"Ahhh!!!"

Qi Zijin, who was sitting opposite, sneezed abruptly and sniffled: "I said Yu Xiao, remember to fix the range hood when it's broken. Don't you think it's suffocating when you cook at home?"

"Is this the time to talk about this?! Don't you have any emotional intelligence!!"

Tang Yuxiao heard about Hang Yanling's tragic life experience, thinking that when she saw Yan Lingling who was as lonely as a ghost at her cousin's funeral, her eyes were already wet.

She choked with sobs and sniffled, and hugged Hang Yanling: "Good boy, don't cry, it's auntie's fault, auntie shouldn't ask this."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and cursed at Qi Zijin: "You heartless bastard, her father is gone, if you don't notify me in advance, you are a bad old man and want to send her back?! "

"I, I didn't send it to you..."

"What did you do early! Hey, I'm going to be mad at you all day long."

Tang Yuxiao gritted her teeth, just about to have an attack, but turned her head to look at Hang Yanling, and twitched in distress.

"By the way, I just heard this bastard... This uncle said that you made this fried egg in the morning?"

"Ah."

"Good boy, you're only in junior high school... Sigh, you didn't get laid in the hot oil."

Tang Yuxiao held Hang Yanling's hand in distress. The more she looked at the child, the more pitiful she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt distressed: "It doesn't matter, Auntie will cook for you in the future."

"No, no, I'm staying at my aunt's house for a week...I don't have any money, can I help my aunt clean and cook to pay for the rent? When my sister comes back, I'll leave as soon as I see her."

"No! What is borrowing? You see that you have calluses on your little hands... you will live with me from now on. You... have you met your mother?"

"No, I haven't seen it since I was a child."

This sentence is the truth, Hang Yanling has lived in Lianhua Palace since he can remember, and his mother really doesn't know who it is.

"Hiss, whoop... From now on, I, I will be your mother, good boy, mother can afford you."

Looking at the poor little girl, remembering that Yan Lingling hadn't met herself when she was so old, and thinking of Yan Lingling's suffering under the hands of her cousin when she was a child, Tang Yuxiao burst into tears.

Seeing the state of his ex-wife, Qi Zijin raised his chin and straightened his waist, looking at Hang Yanling triumphantly.

Hang Yanling nodded helplessly, expressing that Qi Zijin still had a thorough understanding of his wife.

Only Tang Yuxiao, who was kept in the dark, hugged Hang Yanling with snot and tears: "You two sisters are suffering, what kind of parents are you, your father's irresponsible thing, Back then, I left your sister and ran away, and I don’t know how to come back to see it all these years. Now I’m leaving you alone and helpless... woo woo woo... Goodness, goodness!"

"Ah Choo! Ah Choo!!!"

"Qi, you, why are you sneezing? You have to fight against me, right!?"

"I do not have it?!"

"Go to the doctor if you have a cold!! Oh, you are a doctor, so you fucking look in the mirror and go see yourself, don't just keep sneezing one after another!!!"

"Hey, that's weird... I haven't caught a cold in over a hundred years with my physique, what's wrong today?"

Qi Zijin rubbed the back of his cold neck, also wondering.

Chapter 61 Afternoon Dawn

After a lot of hard work, Hang Yanling was accepted by Tang Yuxiao smoothly

Originally, Tang Yuxiao was worried about Hang Yanling's academic problems, and was in a hurry to find a way to transfer Hang Yanling's student status.

Fortunately, Qi Zijin helped to persuade him, and at the price of being kicked out of the house by Tang Yuxiao on the spot in exchange for Hang Yanling's short-lived safety.

However, after blasting away her ex-husband, Tang Yuxiao ran into trouble again.

There were not many rooms in the house, but after divorcing Qi Zijin, the study that originally belonged to Qi Zijin was used as Yan Lingling's room.

Although Hang Yanling was only 13 years old, she couldn't be allowed to sleep on the same bed as him.

It's not impossible to tidy up Yan Lingling's room for Hang Yanling to use, but if she comes back from vacation in the future, Yan Lingling must have her own room.

After thinking about it, Tang Yuxiao opened the door of the room that had been unoccupied all these years with a complicated expression, and waved to Hang Yanling.

"From now on, you will... live here."

"Ah."

Hang Yanling agreed simply. Seeing Tang Yuxiao's hesitation, he blinked again: "If Auntie is in trouble, I can sleep on the sofa."

"No, I'm not in trouble."

Walking into his son's room, Tang Yuxiao looked melancholy at the same arrangement as six years ago, and shook his head: "If his spirit in heaven knows that he can still have two lovely younger sisters, he might be very happy too."

"The spirit in the sky...how..."

"Well, since you're going to live here in the future, I should tell you about this sooner or later."

Sitting on the bed with only the bed board left, Tang Yuxiao looked up at the ceiling: "This used to be my son's room. An accident happened six years ago, and I lost him forever."

"..."

Hang Yanling clenched her fingers, her right hand trembling.

She lowered her head and glanced at her hand unexpectedly, not understanding why her fist was clenched suddenly, and why her heart was in such pain.

"At that time, he had just been admitted to college, and he hadn't enjoyed college life for a year. But on the way back, in order to save a child who fell into the water...he..."

Tears fell, Tang Yuxiao knew that she shouldn't mention this matter in front of the children she just met.

But for some reason, seeing this little girl named Hang Yanling in front of her, Tang Yuxiao always felt that there was a soft place in her heart that was being pulled.

"I wish I had known how to teach him to swim, and I would have known better not to let him rescue everything he sees like his father. I know it's selfish... But, that child, I..."

Tang Yuxiao covered her face and began to sob. Hang Yanling wanted to dissuade her, but the stabbing pain in her mind hindered her actions.

wrong……

What went wrong.

I should be now...

Damn, my head hurts...

What exactly happened here……

After crying for a while, Tang Yuxiao touched her tears, and she forced a smile: "I hope you don't be afraid, your brother is a gentle person, if you feel uncomfortable, I will move to this room, you go to sleep with me The house is ready."

"No, it's fine."

Hang Yanling held her head, which was throbbing with headache, and shook her body.

"What's wrong with you? Xiaohang, are you all right?"

"Old problem—huh?"

The sharp pain suddenly disappeared.

When Hang Yanling thought that his head was about to explode alive, his chest suddenly felt hot, and then the pain in his head dissipated in an instant, as if it had turned into cold sweat.

Hang Yanling subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch her chest, and took out the things hidden in her clothes.

It was a translucent yin-yang fish in the shape of a chess piece, and the bottom part seemed to be filled with water, and some black substances were deposited.

Like some kind of gas, hovering in it.

It was the purple gold resin that Qi Zijin gave to himself yesterday, saying that it could be used as an external organ to help bear the consumption of yin aura.

Although this strange uncle did not carefully prepare an instruction guide for Hang Yanling, the situation just now has made Hang Yanling vaguely understand the way.

Looking at this chess piece, Hang Yanling looked a little complicated.

"What is this? Something your father left you?"

"Ah... um."

Hang Yanling agreed casually, and put the resin block back into the clothes

With her head no longer hurting, she walked up to Tang Yuxiao and sat by the bed with her.

"Auntie, are you feeling better?"

"I'm sorry, Auntie couldn't control it."

"Hey, my master told me since I was a child that I should cry a lot when I am sad, but unfortunately I am born with a big heart and a big lung, and there are very few things worth crying about. On the contrary, her old man is always fine. Just crying, sometimes even ran to my room in the middle of the night and shook me up, crying with me for a long time."

"Master?"

"Well, she is like a teacher. I like to call her that."

"Didn't you live with your father when you were young?"

"No, I don't really have any impression of my father, but it doesn't matter, I have a group of teachers who love me very much."

Hang Yanling patted Tang Yuxiao's shoulder with a smile: "My master told me that there are two types of crying. One is crying alone. The more you cry, the more you can't think about it. In the end, you will just be tired, tired, and justify yourself in boredom. The second is to be accompanied by someone, loudly saying how wronged you are, and crying loudly, while the other person does not say anything, but just watches quietly, without persuasion, sitting next to him without saying a word is enough It's a hundred times better than the previous one."

"..."

"I don't know how sad and painful my aunt is. So I can't say anything, but when my aunt wants to cry, just call me. I don't say anything, just sit and look at you, hehe."

Hang Yanling scratched her head, and opened her arms with a smile: "Auntie, do you want to hug me? Master likes to hug me when he cries—oh!"

"His, hissing, oh wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah !!!"

"Hey, cry, cry."

Hugged tightly by Tang Yuxiao, Hang Yanling gently patted the back of the mother who had lost her son in the same way as to appease Jingshui Fairy.

"Go to sleep when you're tired from crying... maybe my brother will explain something clearly to you in your dream."