Resentment Rings the Bell

Master said, my life is borrowed. No crops grow in the saline-alkali land of Qinghai in the northwest, but it feeds us who watch things from all over the country. Until that night, the Wang family's coffin suddenly oozed blood while it was being carried, and the birthday and horoscope on the invitation turned out to be mine. Master stared at me for a long time and finished smoking a whole cigarette for the first time. "Girl, I have some debts... It's time to pay them off."