Feng Shu's words made the atmosphere stagnant.

"I have the same name and surname as you, but also look exactly like you?"

Feng's expression became solemn, and even Feng Qizong frowned and went to check the relevant information about the Ji family again.

"How similar?"

"They seem to be the same person. I mean, they have different personalities, but people who are not familiar with her will think she is me when they see Ah Feng, and they will think I am Ah Feng when they see me."

The hell in the legend is indeed terrifying and makes people feel uncomfortable.

She was so painful that she wanted to curl up, but for some reason, her whole body seemed to be imprisoned and she couldn't move at all.

She couldn't open her eyes, but because she was fussing so much, she finally vomited it out. Then she felt that her face was covered with the vomit, as if something sticky had stuck to her skin, and it didn't taste good at all.

smell.

She should feel sick. But Guan Jiu's first reaction was strange. She had been hungry all day, how could she still vomit up?

Oh, no, she should be dead. Why is she still in so much pain? Why is she still dizzy and vomiting?

Before she could think clearly, a more intense pain swept through her mind, like a flood, submerging her completely.

When Guan Jiu woke up, his eyes were straight.

She just seemed to be riding a high-speed aircraft, browsing a person's life at high speed?

The girl in white clothes in front of her was dripping with blood. She had a very delicate oval face with raised eyebrows. Her eyes that should have been full of gentleness were ferocious. She looked like the most ferocious star beast in Emma's mouth, which could be swallowed in one bite.

Drop all the disobedient children in the nursery.

Guan Jiu was trembling, so frightened that he wanted to find a place to hide so that the girl in front of him, who was exuding a violent aura, could not see her.

But obviously she didn't succeed this time, because no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move. She, who had always been unobtrusive, was being closely watched this time.

Guan Jiu couldn't lift a finger, as if her whole body was bound by something invisible. She just felt like an ice sculpture.

But the strange thing was that she knew she was motionless, but she felt herself shaking uncontrollably. Fear was like air, omnipresent.

Almost instantly, she saw the girl raise the knife in her hand, and a drop of bright blood slid down the blade.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and blood beads seemed to explode in the air. Frightened to the extreme, Guan Jiu's consciousness once again fell into that place that seemed like a dream but not a dream.

The girl in white is called Hong Yijing. Just like her name, she has been a quiet girl since she was a child. She is the third eldest child in the family and the youngest child.

Grandparents Hong Dazhu and Huang Xiaoli are farmers with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky. For generations, their ancestors have been honest people digging for food in the land. They gave birth to eight children, five girls and three boys. Because of the Japanese invasion, the country could not be established and the country could not be established. In addition, the small mountain village was originally

Due to poverty, natural and man-made disasters, after the liberation of the country, only the youngest son, Hong Aiguo, survived.

Although Hong Aiguo survived, he grew up amid the double separation of national history and family poverty. The country was not prosperous and strong, and social individuals, especially those whose ancestors had lived in small mountain villages for generations, naturally suffered from poverty.

Because the former brother and sister also cooperated with the Eighth Route Army to fight the Japanese, after their sacrifices, the older brother and the younger brother lived in Hong Ai's country, so the village has always taken good care of him, allowing him to study for free, and recommended him when he became an adult.

He went to work as an accountant in a brick factory in the town.

When he was twenty-five years old, he got married to a decent-looking daughter-in-law, Ding Chunhua. The next year, he gave birth to his first daughter, Hong Yueliang, and in the third year, he gave birth to his second daughter.

They all died after one sip. In the fourth year, they became pregnant twice, but both miscarried. In the fifth year, they successfully gave birth to their third daughter, Hong Xiaoxing.

When he was older, he only had two daughters, but still no sons. In a rural area where family lineage is very important, Ding Chunhua couldn't stand up straight in front of her parents-in-law, and Hong Aiguo had no honor in front of his fellow villagers.

But he was an honest man after all, and one of the rare educated and knowledgeable people at that time. Hong Aiguo had never beaten or scolded his wife. The couple worked diligently and worked hard to create a man, and finally when he was thirty-three years old,

, Yu Chunhua, who was in poor health, became pregnant again.

Everyone thought that this time it was definitely a son. He had a pointed belly, a big appetite, frequent fetal movements, and kicked hard and fast. Whether it was an experienced midwife or a monk master who could pinch and calculate, they all said

Nine times out of ten, he is a mastermind.

The parents-in-law are happy, and they serve their daughter-in-law like an old Buddha. They are reluctant to eat or wear clothes themselves. For most of the year, they always save money and rice to buy chicken, duck and fish eggs for Ding Chunhua, whether they are at home or in the fields.

She was not required to do any work, and she was even allowed to touch a little cold water.

Hong Aiguo insisted on going home every day, walking more than 20 miles back and forth on the mountain road for more than nine months, until the fruit came to fruition.

Ding Chunhua suffered from dystocia, and gave birth to her third child in heart-wrenching heartbreak. She was still a daughter. Because of placenta previa, and because she had been pregnant too many times before and could not sit properly during confinement, the doctor told her that she could no longer have children.

Otherwise your life will be lost.

In fact, even if the doctor didn't remind her carefully, Ding Chunhua still felt that she had no chance to live.

She gave birth to another daughter.

Even though the doctor said she couldn't have a baby, she was forced to put on an IUD in accordance with national regulations. Even if she desperately wanted to have a son, she had no chance.

Ding Chunhua hated her youngest daughter very much.

The eldest daughter, Hong Yueliang, has been breastfed for a year, and the second daughter, Hong Xiaoxing, has been breastfed for eight months. Only Hong Yijing has not breastfed her at all.

She is a mother if she has milk. She has enough breast milk, but why should she feed this monster who has taken the place of her son?

It would be good if she didn’t kill the little guy!

Hong Aiguo was also very disappointed. It wasn't that he didn't like his daughter, but after all, he also hoped to have a son. But all of this was completely wiped out with the birth of his little daughter.

Unless he divorces and remarries, he will never have a son in this life.

Hong Aiguo seemed to have aged ten years. Although the Hong family was well-connected and blessed with the good fortune of his brother and sister who died young, the villagers turned a blind eye to the matter of his reincarnation.

The town's family planning committee was not a vegetarian, and sent people to the village for many unannounced visits. In the end, he lost his job as an accountant at the brick factory, was fined according to regulations, and emptied the rest of the family's money.

I can only go home and farm.

The iron rice bowl is gone, and they have to rely on the weather again. This is like a leaky house, and it rains all night, making the Hong family's situation worse.
Chapter completed!