On the last day of 1999, He Yuzhu froze to death under the bridge. Before his death, he saw through everything - Yi Zhonghai's hypocritical moral kidnapping, the Jia family's ruthless blood-sucking, and the indifferent eyes of the entire hospital.
When he opened his eyes, he was reborn in 1951, the third day of He Daqing's elopement. In this life, he was seventeen years old and his sister was six years old. Yi Zhonghai was smiling and ready to "care" for him.
He Yuzhu smiled.
In my previous life, you taught me that suffering a loss is a blessing. In this life, I will show you what it means to retaliate in kind. Don't look for your father, don't ask for help, don't fall into the trap of the steel rolling mill. Go to the street office and enter the recycling bin. The salary of the second-level recycler can support my sister.
Yi Zhonghai asked him to beat Xu Damao, and he hugged Xu Damao and said, "We are brothers." Yi Zhonghai asked him to cook for the deaf old lady in exchange for a permanent job, but he just slapped his ass and left.
In this life, no one can take advantage of him. There is an owner for all wrongs and debts, and no one can escape what is due.
Reader comments
When writing about the Siheyuan, the author is not even willing to put on the skin of the Siheyuan. The content is confusing. If it is a new story, we can also read it as an ordinary chronicle. Then your writing is fluent, but it is not fluent at all, with a hammer here and a stick here and there.
Generally. . . Twist. . . . Tired
Silly Zhu is Silly Zhu, he will still be a licker after rebirth
When writing about the Siheyuan, the author is not even willing to put on the skin of the Siheyuan. The content is confusing. If it is a new story, we can also read it as an ordinary chronicle. Then your writing is fluent, but it is not fluent at all, with a hammer here and a stick here and there.
Generally. . . Twist. . . . Tired
Silly Zhu is Silly Zhu, he will still be a licker after rebirth