Chapter 7: Kill Shen Pain with one word, "steal" the wreath and eat for nothing There is a certain distance from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, and Shi Sang was delayed at Wang Wen's house. By the time Shi Sang arrived at the house where Wang Zhaodi was locked, it was already midnight.
After getting close.
Several people could be heard jeering.
"I didn't make a name for myself even after getting into college. In the end, I didn't come back. It's a real disgrace to our village."
"What's the use of studying well? If you ask me, women should get married and have children early."
"We are all thinking about Zhao Di. When she gets married tomorrow, she will know our good intentions."
"In addition to being ugly, lame, and having one wife run away, what else is wrong with Cripple Liu? Don't try to persuade me. I have the final say. She has to marry tomorrow even if she doesn't want to."
Wang Zhaodi lay on the ground with despair, her hands and feet were tied tightly with hemp rope.
She stared blankly at her grandma who was chatting with other people with her back to her. She couldn't figure out why the other party pushed her into the fire pit, just for 3 yuan? soon.
Doubts confirmed.
Several people said while eating melon seeds.
"Zhao Di Tama, can you find someone to adopt a baby with a handle for 3 yuan?"
"I don't know, I just want to increase the price. Who knows that the widow next door has a dark heart and just slaps her brother. My old bones are almost broken. They don't even think that Zhaodi is a college student."
"That's right, college students are valuable. I heard from the village next door that buying a college student wife now costs six figures."
"What? Then I have to increase the price! It was because you said college students are valuable, otherwise I wouldn't pay for an ungrateful little beast."
Listen to the conversation of several people.
Wang Zhaodi, who was known as a beast, was hysterical: "What do you think I am? What do you think I am!?"
Wang Zhaodi always felt that her grandma was indifferent to her just because of her personality. She never imagined that her grandma really didn't love her. She cried and laughed. Before returning to the village, how did she know that one day she would be sold as a commodity.
When she was in college, Wang Zhaodi's classmates would always ask her what "Zhaodi" meant. She didn't want to admit that it meant bringing a younger brother into the family.
The early death of her parents made Wang Zhaodi very dependent on her grandma. She believed that her grandma's hard work in supporting her to go to school must be out of love.
Wang Zhaodi looked at Wang Zhaodi indifferently: "What are you yelling at? I have been studying for so many years and I don't know what I have learned. It is getting more and more ridiculous. You know that your family is not doing well, why can't you be more sensible? I have worked hard. I have worked so hard to support you, it’s time for you to repay me!”
Others responded one after another.
"Tsk, you're so ignorant."
"You are an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf."
"I just say you should take good care of her. If you talk harshly now, I may not know how I will treat you in the future. When you get married, you may be bullied by your husband's family."
Wang Zhaodi threw the melon seeds in her hand angrily: "How dare she, she doesn't have the right to make the decision in this family!"
Several old people were really angry when they saw Wang Zhaodi's breasts. Thinking that the other party had epilepsy and had just had an illness today, they didn't dare to continue talking and got up one after another.
"Stop talking and go back to sleep."
"I have to get up early tomorrow. My grandson is clamoring for a big table every day, so he can eat it tomorrow."
"I remember that Wang Wen at the entrance of the village died three or four days ago. Why don't their families take care of their children?"
"Don't mention it. I'm a disgusting family. It's bad luck to talk about it. Please talk about happy things."
The voices of several old people gradually faded away.
Wang Zhaodi lowered her head and burst into tears.
The moonlight outside the door was filled with coldness, and this cool light was cruelly deprived of it.
Wang Zhaodi was isolated inside a door.
She thought of Shisang inexplicably.
The other party once said that she had biological parents, an older brother, and a very nice name.
She somehow hoped that was true.
It's a pity that it's too late.
After tomorrow her life will become a black and white TV set without any trace of color.
A sincere and soft heart is destined to be riddled with holes by the sharp and rough dark side of the world. Viciousness is the patent of the ruthless and unjust. The result is that the victim's throat is torn apart by fate and he is unable to cry out.
Wang Zhaodi huddled on the ground.
When there is no hope for a bleak future.
"Talk about eggplant." The sound of taking pictures rang out in the black screen. The sudden sound was like a piece of gravel tearing through the fabric. When it reached Wang Zhaodi's ears, it made her feel more hopeful.
Wang Zhaodi looked at the source of the sound.
An unexpected person broke into the door and was taking pictures with his cell phone.
Wang Zhaodi recognized Shi Sang: "Anchor!?"
Shi Sang just said: "Shh, put on a more miserable pose, I want to take a picture of you."
Wang Zhaodi has not yet given a reaction.
Shi Sang quickly took the evidence and put the phone away.
Wang Zhaodi subconsciously said: "Is the filming done?"
Shi Sang said regretfully: "There is nothing I can do. With your crying face, you will look miserable in any position. My level [-] photography skills have no room to show off."
Wang Zhaodi: "..."
Is there a tenth level of photography skills? The sad atmosphere suddenly disappeared.
The culprit noticed that the sad atmosphere had changed, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that she was awesome.
A word that warms one's day.
Another day of high emotional intelligence! Dog head holding Shi Sang untied the hemp ropes on Wang Zhaodi's hands and feet, then walked to the bed and lay down, inviting Wang Zhaodi to sleep with him.
Wang Zhaodi wanted to ask why she didn't run away quickly, but then she thought, she should unconditionally trust Shi Sang, a stranger who traveled thousands of miles to save her.
She shook her head: "I can't sleep."
Shi Sang suddenly realized: "Then just watch me sleep."
Wang Zhaodi watched helplessly as Shi Sang unceremoniously occupied the only bed in the house and had a date with Zhou Gong.
The night passed.
The crow of the cock woke Shi Sang.
When Shi Sang opened her eyes, she saw Wang Shaodi whose eyes were swollen into walnuts. She was wondering why.
Wang Zhaodi said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry for you."
Shi Sang nodded: "It is indeed bitter."
Although she didn't know what the pain was, she was right to nod.
Wang Zhaodi burst into tears: "It was me who caused you to live in a place like this. Don't worry, after successfully escaping from the village, I will repay you with my whole life."
Shi Sang pursed his lips: "It's not like I would commit myself to him."
Wang Zhaodi automatically ignored the last four words of Shi Sang and once again fell into the whirlpool of emotion.
Toki-san is so nice, really.
Even if he went to all the trouble to save her, he still had to live in a place like this all night just because of her.
Now she refuses to repay her.
Where can such immortals be found? Toki Sang is her benefactor!
Shi Sang, who was hailed as a benefactor by Wang Zhaodi, silently thought about the Taoist temple with only half of the door left. Compared with the Taoist temple that was completely uninhabitable, this place was like heaven. It was obvious why she lived here.
Seeing Wang Zhaodi's eyes filled with tears, Shi Sang looked like he couldn't listen to anything, and finally decided to let this wonderful misunderstanding continue.
She is so considerate of others, well, it’s another day that I am touched by myself~ Wang Zhaodi stopped crying and gritted her teeth: "Tell me what we will do next. The grace of raising me was cut off from grandma... ever since she wanted to sell me."
Shi Sang touched his empty stomach: "First steal the wreath, and then have a meal."
Wang Zhaodi: "..."
She suspected something was wrong with her ears.
I actually heard Shi Sang talking about stealing.
How could she miss her benefactor like this? The benefactor is obviously upright and does not ask for anything in return. She really shouldn't do it!
When Wang Zhaodi followed Shi Sang to the cemetery, she was forced to carry the wreaths in memory of the deceased on her shoulders.
She was at a loss for a moment.
He really stole the wreath! (End of this chapter)