Reborn in 1985 I want to leave the house with nothing

The second uncle stood up and said, "Old Qin, let's go over there and have some tea, so that the four young people can play poker."

Qin Mingqiang's father stood up and looked at Li Qiumei again.

Li Qiumei had no choice but to play poker with them.

Alas, I have to go on a blind date on New Year’s Eve. Can I be considered unique?

Qian Jinguo diligently poured a cup of tea for Li Qiumei: "Sister-in-law, drink some water."

While playing cards, Li Qiumei was surprised when Qian Jinguo said that Qin Mingqiang's father was the matchmaker between him and Zhao Dongyan.

Does Qin Mingqiang's father know about the affair between his second uncle and Zhao Dongyan?

It can be seen from the way he plays cards that Qin Mingqiang is as steady as Second Aunt praised.

He is not stupid and is very polite. The reason why such a man does not get married is probably because he is influenced by his original family.

After playing poker for a while, Li Qiumei said goodbye.

According to the blind date convention, Qin Mingqiang sent Li Qiumei home.

Arriving downstairs of Yang Huaihua's house, Li Qiumei told him: "You go back, I can go up by myself."

Qin Mingqiang hesitated for a moment: "It's dark in the corridor, I'll take you upstairs."

Although Li Qiumei felt quite embarrassed, she couldn't say much and just let him do what he wanted.

Arriving at the door and watching Qin Mingqiang turn around and go downstairs, Li Qiumei pushed the door open and went in.

"Qiumei, why did you come back just now? Did you have another New Year's Eve dinner?"

Li Qiumei was lying on the sofa: "No, my second aunt introduced me to a blind date, and we played a few rounds of poker over there."

Yang Huaihua sat up straight at once: "Were you talking to that man at the door just now?"

Without waiting for Li Qiumei to answer, she ran over, opened the door, looked into the corridor, then ran back, opened the window and stuck her head out to look.

"Oh, I can't see anything!

You should have brought him in here so I could take a look at him for you."

She closed the window and sat down next to Li Qiumei.

"Qiumei, who do you like?"

Li Qiumei looked at her in confusion: "I don't like anyone, I just want to live alone."

"Sister Hua, do you still want to get married in the future?"

Yang Huaihua rolled her eyes and said, "I have to get married. They say marriage is a grave, but if I don't get married, I will die without a burial place."

This was the first time Li Qiumei heard this.

"I'm already dead, why bother with so much?"

Yang Huaihua sighed: "One of my cousins ​​got divorced a few years ago.

He fell into the river and drowned two years ago.

Her parents paid someone to fish it out, but they wouldn't let them enter the ancestral graves of her parents' or her husband's families. After much arguing, they had no choice but to burn it.

It was buried quietly in a valley. It took me most of the day to look for it when I visited the grave this year.

I estimate that within ten years, the people in my family will not be able to find a place.

This ghost is a poor ghost, it's too miserable."

Li Qiumei was listening with great interest, so Yang Huaihua changed the subject: "Qiumei, after you followed your second aunt out, Cheng Zhiqian came back again.

Seeing that you were not there, he went back.

I tell you, Cheng Zhiqian must have been scared by Yang Yingsong, so he wanted to come back and talk to you.

I didn't expect you to be away. This is probably what they call going in circles."

Yang Huaihua guessed correctly, Cheng Zhiqian just wanted to turn back and talk to Li Qiumei about life.

God knows how much courage he mustered to climb up the stairs, but who knew that Li Qiumei was not there!

Cheng Zhiqian lay on the bed, his head in a mess.

Alas, although I am not a useless person, it is true that I owe a lot of debts.

He originally planned to pay off his debts before talking to Li Qiumei, otherwise he would feel too embarrassed to speak up.

Who knew that Yang Yingsong would get there first? If it had continued like this, by the time the debt was paid off, the person would have been missed.

Cheng Zhiqian tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and Lin Zhiya also couldn't sleep.

After leaving the Public Security Bureau, her aunt took her back to North City.

Along the way, she was in a daze.

Her brain stopped working and the world before her eyes was blurry. She held on for her last breath and dared not fall down.

After returning to her aunt's house, Lin Zhiya rushed into the bathroom and washed her body over and over again.

That dark toilet, the maggots that made crackling sounds, and the stinking mouth were simply hell.

She just felt dirty and smelly, and kept vomiting until all the yellow bile came out. Then she lay on the floor and finally cried out loud.

My aunt was knocking on the door: "Xiaoya, open the door quickly!

There is nothing you can't overcome, kid. We still have to live and take revenge."

"Yes, revenge is still needed." Lin Zhiya sat up slowly.

"Auntie, I'll be right out."

Lin Xiuhua breathed a sigh of relief.

This niece, whom she raised, has been smart and beautiful since she was a child, and it is because of her own ability that she has become the deputy director today.

In the past few years, she was beaten by men many times because she adopted Lin Zhiya.

The family was already poor, and there was an extra mouth to feed. The husband was not happy about this, so he beat her every day, but Lin Xiuhua gritted her teeth and endured it.

Fortunately, Lin Zhiya was finally admitted to university and stayed in Beijing.

She bought a house for Lin Xiuhua's family in North City and gave Lin Xiuhua living expenses every month.

From then on, her husband no longer dared to beat her, and her son no longer scolded her.

After all, the whole family depends on the money Xiaoya gives them to survive.

She finally became a liberated serf and sang.

But after only a few years of such good days, Xiaoya divorced without saying a word and left the capital.

Just when Lin Xiuhua thought that Lin Zhiya would reduce her support for them, Lin Zhiya transferred the money to her on time.

While she was delighted, Lin Xiuhua knew that she could only support Lin Zhiya unconditionally.

Only when Lin Zhiya is well can their family be well.

She has always known this.

"Xiaoya, come here quickly! Auntie will help you dry your hair."

Lin Zhiya sat in front of the mirror. The woman in the mirror had a bruised face and a lifeless look in her eyes.

She picked up the mirror and smashed it on the ground, clenching her fists. She would not admit defeat.

"Li Qiumei, Cheng Zhiqian, I will not let you go!

I will trample you into the mud and you will never be able to stand up again!"

Lin Xiuhua called out to the living room, "Old Zhao, come over and sweep the glass on the floor."

Zhao Yonggang came over happily with a broom in his hand.

Lin Xiuhua's voice was getting louder and louder, but there was nothing he could do.

I can only blame my son, whom I raised for not living up to his expectations. Not only does he have no money to support me in my old age, but he also comes to me from time to time to ask me for money.

Zhao Yonggang hadn't even cleaned up the glass on the floor when Lin Xiuhua ordered him again: "Old Zhao, go heat up the food. Xiaoya and I haven't eaten yet."

He could only hum and quickly swept the glass to heat up the food.

"Aunt, where is my cousin?"

Lin Xiuhua sighed: "I don't know either. I've been hiding out for several months."

Lin Zhiya looked at her uncle who was heating up the rice and curled the corners of her lips.