Ruan Linzhi, a contemporary salted fish, fell and lost his footing, returned to an unknown dynasty, and entered the body of a person with the same name as himself.
The person with the same name was really miserable. He lost his guardian sand inexplicably and was forced to marry a dandy. He just wrote a letter to his own brother and had his legs broken.
Ruan Linzhi said: Tragic! Really miserable!
But Salted Fish doesn't want to follow the step-by-step route of revenge and counterattack. Isn't it delicious to just hold on to it?
When you reach for clothes or open your mouth for food, you don't need 996 or 007. You can just skip the step of shouting "Don't be so stuck on the gender of a rich woman". It's so delicious!
But something started to go wrong while I was still maintaining my painting style.
Scenario 1
Ruan Linzhi grabbed the porridge bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and then smashed the bowl with a bang. Everyone was shocked that this second lady had such a big temper.
The eldest son, the Flower of the High Mountains, usually took her hand with a distressed look on his face, and then sold everyone out.
Anyone who makes my sister unhappy is not qualified to stay.
Scenario 2
Ruan Linzhi rolled up his sleeves and was so surprised that the scholar next door dropped the book in his hand, his face turned red.
"Isn't Brother Linzhi a man? How come there is Shou Gong Sha?"
She looked at the bright red mole and wondered, what the hell, is this thing thrown away every year?
Intention: A gangster's path to feminist awakening