Seventy's Sturdy Female Educated Youth

Selling Her Son

"What are you talking about when you sell your own son? Two hundred yuan, why are you so shameless? If you say one hundred is a hundred, you know that people are not enough to be struck by lightning?"

What a conscience!

"One hundred is one, two of course cost two hundred. Who's heartless? It's you." The young woman's beautiful eyebrows were full of contempt.

She was sure that the other party would definitely agree, not to mention two hundred, they could also get five hundred. Rural people place more importance on incense than eyeballs. No sons are alive, and they are stabbed in the spine. No one worships them. They can only be lonely ghosts, scaring them to death. The Zhao family have been unable to lay an egg for more than 20 years. What is the use of earning this brick house? Close your eyes and don't know who is cheaper.

Mrs. Zhao and his wife stopped working, and they agreed to a hundred yuan, why did they change their minds again? One hundred is enough for them to save for two years. These educated youths are really annoying, their work is useless, and they only play tricks to fool people.

"Or I'll have one." Mrs. Zhao grumbled fiercely.

"Don't pull it down, go!" The woman gestured to leave, "If it wasn't for the urgent need for money, I wouldn't sell you for five hundred."

Although she hated her son very much, they were two beautiful and healthy boys, and outsiders didn't know how rare it was. In fact, she also pretended to fool the other party. After all, she had already decided to take the money and leave, and it was impossible to take another kid on the road.

But Mrs. Zhao didn't let her go, and grabbed her arm, "Don't go!" The country woman was stronger, and the woman stumbled.

"What are you doing, you still want to grab it?" The woman was desperate to call back.

The two women were shoving and shoving. Mrs. Zhao was stronger. The woman stumbled and stumbled when she pushed her, and she stumbled on the corner of the table when she fell. "Oops—" the woman cried out in pain, unable to move on the ground.

Mrs. Zhao: "Don't pretend, get up quickly."

The woman was silent.

Mrs. Zhao became nervous, "Master, don't kill him, right?"

Old Man Zhao waved his hand, and said in a loud voice, "No, just knock, how can you be so willing to die?"

Mrs. Zhao stepped forward and bent over to try the woman, and found that she was out of breath, so that she jumped up abruptly, and whispered in a panic: "Dead, dead!"

"Scare! Don't talk nonsense, what a dead person, just pinch her."

Mrs. Zhao's hands and feet were trembling, but she forced herself to pinch the woman, but the woman didn't respond.

Zhao old man was also afraid of the accident and rushed to help. When his hand was about to touch the woman, he saw her suddenly open her eyes.

The eyes that had originally looked down on them because of their beauty and culture were now shining brightly, staring at them coldly.

"Oops!" The old man Zhao was so frightened that he subconsciously pulled the old lady back and looked at the woman on guard.

There were countless needles stabbing in Jiang Lin's head, and her vision was a little blurry. She blinked hard, and it took a few seconds to recover. Although the surrounding light is not very bright, it is still strange at a glance, how to change the place?

As soon as she kowtowed, her mind was not so clear, and she was still trying to bump her head. Why did she change the environment? hallucinations? Or have you been in a coma for a long time?