Xiang Wang Lie Biography

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After sending Wang Laowu and his party away, Da Ya had already calmed down, but her face was still a little pale. She said softly to the lady: "Miss, can you really let me stay?"

"Don't worry, think about it first, do you really want to stay? Even if it means becoming a black person without an account number?"

The lady thought that Da Ya would think carefully before answering, but she just nodded and said: "Yes. I know it's hard for you to believe it, but it's all true. I have been different from the women around me since I was a child , I often think why women's fate should be in the hands of men? Why can't we control our own lives?

My sister sometimes persuades me that it is not good to leave everything to men to worry about?Let them arrange everything for us, we just need to enjoy it with peace of mind, isn't that good?Sometimes I think, yeah, isn't that bad?But after all, why do men make arrangements for women? Isn't it because in doing so, they also take away our most precious freedom in return?

Perhaps for some people, freedom is nothing, and if you don't have it, you don't have it.But in my opinion, isn't it because of freedom that we have the right to choose to say 'yes' when we face the things we like?Is it guaranteed that we have the right to choose to say 'no' in the face of harm?

If I go back with them this time and let them marry me a husband, you can imagine how I will lose my freedom from now on.Therefore, I will not compromise with them. "

The eldest lady looked at Da Ya's resolute face, was silent for a while, and said, "I understand! Come with me." She led her to a nerve connector.The young lady made a gesture to signal the big girl to take it.

After putting on the adapter, after a short period of adaptation, Da Ya found himself in a wheat field all over the sky. "here it is?"

"This is a mine owned by the syndicate. Look there."

Da Ya followed the young lady's finger to look, but she didn't notice just now, it turned out that the golden wheat field where she was standing stretched all the way to the foot of the mountain, and there was a small village at the foot of the mountain, which was nothing unusual at first.But when Daya discovered that the village was full of women, whether they were working in the fields or taking care of the children at home, she was suddenly surprised. "Where are the men here?"

The young lady shook her head, "There are no men here. These women are widows of dead men. According to the law of the coalition government, after a woman loses her spouse, she must either return to her hometown to join her parents and brothers, or the government will arrange another marriage. These people are parents Brothers are unwilling to take in, and they are unwilling to accept women designated by the government."

"They're all niggers with no account numbers?"

"Yes, back then my mother pitied them that they couldn't live without men, so they took them into the abandoned mining area to farm. The consortium used internal points to buy their farming income, and when they needed something, they could Apply to the consortium with their points, and the consortium will purchase it for them. Later, as women have joined in these years, a small village has gradually been established here. They also named it the consortium commune."

"It really looks like a commune here."

"So, if you really don't want to go back, you can come here."

Da Ya was silent for a while, then said: "Miss, can I not come here?"

"Why? Don't you want to go back?"

"I really don't want to go back, not only because I don't want to lose my freedom, but also because I have my own pursuit. Before, I just felt confused and didn't know what I wanted. After studying with Miss, I realized that people If you just live ignorantly, what is the difference from salted fish? There is only one life, and I don’t want to waste it. Let’s just say that these women, if they want to live here like them, have no hope, no future, just live. It's just a bigger cage for me."

After that, she suddenly knelt at the young lady's feet, "Miss, just let me follow you, I will not betray you."

The young lady looked at Da Ya with some amusement, "Huh? You want to stay by my side so much? Could it be that you really like me as they said?"

"No, no, I don't." Da Ya was frightened and hastily expressed her innocence: "How can I like Miss!"

Hearing this, the young lady's face was a bit unfriendly: "So, you don't like me anymore? Then why are you still following me?"

"No, no." This is getting darker and darker, and the big girl is anxious to start sweating, "How can I not like Miss? I mean, in my eyes, Miss is just like a fairy." Character, I am extremely lucky to be by Miss's side, so how dare I have such thoughts?"

"Really?" The lady suddenly raised her chin with her hand, "Do you think you are timid or bold? Why do I think that sometimes you are so brave that you can fly into the sky, but sometimes how can you be more courageous than a rabbit?" Are you still timid?"

Da Ya swallowed hard, and said with difficulty, "I don't know either."

The eldest lady suddenly smiled and let go of her fingers, "Although you want to stay by my side, I really can't keep you. If you are really brave, then come with me." After saying that, he took off the nerve The connector walked towards the main room in the north courtyard.

Da Ya hesitated for a moment and followed.

The author has something to say:

Please forgive the scumbag author. I’m just a science student, and I really don’t know how to write. Sometimes I can’t write a sentence after scratching my head for a long time, and sometimes I have to delete it when I write it.I thought about it hundreds of times and gave up, but every time I felt unwilling, as if there was a big girl living in my mind, she always wanted to run out and make a fuss.

There is no way, I can only do it bit by bit, slowly, like a child's graffiti, writing here and there, and writing randomly.

I hope the speed of squeezing toothpaste will not affect your good spirits.

Chapter 15 15

The north courtyard is the residence of the wife. Since the wife passed away early, the tablet and portrait of the lady are placed in the center of the hall.

After paying homage to his wife under the gesture of the young lady, Da Ya began to look at the portrait of his wife.To Da Ya's surprise, the lady had a typical Chinese face, no wonder the entire Bridge Manor turned into a Chinese style.Unexpectedly, Mrs. Wang has the same ancestor as herself, Wang Daya is a little excited, maybe this is the reason why Miss has a good impression of him?

In terms of appearance alone, the young lady looks more like her father, but the young lady's expression is exactly the same as that of the madam, and they both have the "frozen" demeanor of an iceberg beauty. Generally speaking, Chinese women are thinner due to their body shape. For this reason, they usually follow a sweet and pleasant route, and the abstinence style like Madam's "can be seen from a distance but not played with" is relatively rare.In contrast, Miss, who inherited her father's white blood, has a much fuller appearance and figure. Sexuality and coldness conflict with each other and coexist. On the contrary, there is a kind of "conquer her or be conquered by her". fatal temptation.

Thinking about it, Wang Daya suddenly blushed.She was thinking about some messy things, she secretly spurned herself, and glanced at the eldest lady from the corner of her eyes with some guilt.

Fortunately, the young lady has been immersed in the memory all the time, and she didn't notice Da Ya's little tricks.She took down her mother's tablet and wiped it carefully, and said: "My mother and father have no relationship, so she has repeatedly emphasized that she will not bear my father's surname after death, and will not enter my father's family temple. Even if it is She has become a lonely wandering soul in this world, and she must use her own name to show her last bit of existence."

After hearing this, Da Ya felt her heart ache, and she also became sad.When will we women stop being men's appendages, when will we be able to live out our own lives?It would be great if everyone could be as courageous as Madam, "Madam will not be a lonely wandering soul, behind her there will be thousands of people who follow her path. "She looked at the name on the tablet respectfully, trying to remember it in her heart.