Malanhua only screamed halfway and then bit her lips tightly.

"You stinky bitch, if you scream again, I'll kill you."

Ma Lian pressed the burning cigarette butt against the smooth skin.

"Damn it, Liu Yuzhu is shitting on my head. Today, I'm going to let his woman pay off his debt for him!"

The black-faced man pressed the cigarette butt directly against his skin, and not only that, he also spat in disgust.

I will never dare to scream again.

She bit her lips tightly until they bled, and suppressed her screams. A hot stream came out, and she actually peed.

The terrible torture passed by minute by minute.

Until the hidden places of Malan flowers were covered with scars.

The cover of the cellar was opened with a bang.

Bright light, strong flashlight light, came in.

Ah!

Ma Lian fell on Malanhua with a crash.

Blood, warm blood, sprayed all over her.

Ah!

Malanhua suddenly opened her eyes.

Starlight, wind, and silence in the house.

The only sound was the rising and falling snoring of the man beside me.

A familiar voice, cold water, and the man sleeping next to her was her man.

This is her own home.

Tears fell.

Malanhua covered her face with her hands and tears flowed freely.

Physical injuries will heal one day.

But what about the pain in my heart?

Until now, Malanhua still can't believe that Liu Yuzhu would treat her like this.

Is she just an object?

He actually lost her with just a random hand of cards?

The night wind blew in, and the paulownia leaves in the yard rustled. The terrifying light in Malanhua's eyes became brighter and brighter.

It was a kind of anger, a kind of sadness, a kind of despair, and a kind of frenzy.

This is how it is in this world, it’s the same day, in the same world.

Some people are in hell, and some people are in heaven.

When Malanhua was living a life worse than death and enduring inner torture.

Yanjia Village is ten miles away from Liangzhuang.

There was also a person who was suffering in his heart.

It was sweet torture, though.

Outside the window is a pomegranate tree with lush branches and leaves.

Moonlight poured into the room.

Caiyi couldn't sleep.

Because she will be married at dawn.

How could she sleep?

Liangshan, that man, she was satisfied.

I should say, I am very satisfied.

From the bottom of my heart, I am full of gratitude to this man.

I'm grateful that he likes me.

She is Yan Caiyi.

She is ill, with the kind of disease that rural people are most afraid of: mental illness.

How can she get married?

How could I marry him without telling him?

When Caiyi thought about this, her breathing became rapid and she became very thirsty.

Reach for the bowl on the bedside table.

The bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Caiyi quickly got out of bed and went to clean up the broken dishes.

The sharp broken pieces of the bowl cut a bloody gash on her fair and delicate hand.

Through the moonlight outside the window, the scarlet blood stained on the residue of the white porcelain bowl was particularly shocking.

Look, look, even God can’t stand it anymore.

Even God thought she was too greedy.

God is punishing her.

Caiyi sat down on the ground weakly, covering her face, tears flowing through her fingers.

"Oh my God, Xiao Cai, what happened to you?"

Granny Yan lived in the main room, Caiyi lived in the west room. Old Yan lived in the east room. The three younger brothers used to live with their father. Now two west rooms have been built. One is used as a cooking room. The other is for the three brothers to live in.

Granny Yan is old but feels young, and so many years have passed.

Ever since Caiyi became ill, she developed a bad habit.

That is, every night, even when she fell asleep, she would keep her ears perked up. The slightest noise would wake her up.

She was worried that Caiyi would be upset.

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