One drop, two drops, blooming into small brown flowers, blooming on the white floor. It turns out that this is what blood looks like after it leaves the body. Following the blood stain upwards, you can see the anxious face of the nurse, the shaking ceiling, and further up... Is the wine bottle Wang Daqiang waved over last night. The strange thing was that Su Yu felt no pain at that moment, only feeling sober as never before, as if what was flowing out was not blood, but the lard that had been covered in her eyes for twenty years.
In the past twenty years, she worked hard, worked hard every day, took care of the home and outside, endured the domestic violence caused by her husband Wang Daqiang's promiscuity and drinking, and raised four children with difficulty, thinking that when the children were older, they would understand her difficulties.
As a result, the children did not understand, and they all sided with Wang Daqiang. They actually thought that the man cheated on her because she could not control him. Thinking of this, she felt ironic. She might as well strangle the child to death when he was born, so that she would suffer less. Su Yu felt that her head was getting dizzy and her body was getting lighter. Was she going to die? Finally free...
Su Yu's soul did not dissipate after her death. She saw her four children complaining to each other before her funeral. Wang Daqiang flirted with the left-behind woman in the village, but all this had nothing to do with Su Yu. She was freed...
