Chapter 3

Is she born to the Su family?

This problem lingered in Su Haitang's heart until the high fever completely subsided and the chaotic and paste brain returned to Qingming. He still couldn't help thinking about it.

Her mother always said that when she was born, she should throw her head into the mountains to feed the wolf. Su Haitang felt that perhaps this was not an unintentional mantra.

Liu lancui has no truth in her mouth. Su Haitang has been her daughter for so many years. How can she not understand.

"Mom, I got the first place again. What reward do you give me?"

Su HaiYan's voice was still so charming that she couldn't hear the hysteria when she kicked her hard. Su Haitang gently twitched his eyebrows and lay motionless.

"My little ancestor, you are enlightened! I said my daughter Bai lingbai Li did what she did. How can she always fail the exam! Show me."

"Oh, it's another hundred! Mom cooks poached eggs for you and gives them to you alone. You're quiet. Don't let them see you!"

Liu lancui lowered her exaggerated voice and affectionately hugged her little daughter and shouted to her little ancestor.

The familiar address came to his ears. Su Haitang's eyelashes trembled, laboriously opened a seam, and looked at the mother and daughter on the edge of the Kang as if there were no one else.

That's like a mother and a mother.

Su Haitang's heart is bitter and astringent, and he can't express his grievances.

Live again, she is still Su Haitang! Also call Liu lancui mother, have a sweet and bitter sister named Su Haiyan, and a father who is eccentric to the armpit and a brother who doesn't worry!

Hasn't she paid off the debt she owed them in her last life?

Su Haitang clenched her fist and felt the familiar heavy foreign body on her wrist. She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The bracelet is still there!

Regardless of anything else, Su Haitang closed his eyes, meditated, opened the magical space contained in the bracelet, and absorbed the spiritual spring to nourish his body.

Fresh and refreshing, and the spirit is growing!

Su Haitang's turbid and hot breath was refreshing, and the whispered conversation in his ear was clear to his ears.

"Mom, it's very kind of you!"

"Ancestor, you are my own daughter. I don't love you. Who do you love?"

"Hey, there's still a daughter lying on the Kang."

"Bah! That dead girl is a debt collector and loses money! She is clumsy and stupid. She can't read books. She can cut her hand with a sickle when cutting wheat. If she breaks some oil skin, she will lie on the Kang to avoid laziness! I've been unlucky for eight years. I should throw it into the mountain to feed the wolf when I was born!"

Su Haitang's heart pumping, the pain came off guard.

She thought she was open, but she overestimated herself. Nearly 30 years of feelings, suddenly desolate, Su Haitang was a little discouraged.

Su Haiyan giggled, as if she heard her mother say a joke. She held Liu lancui's arm in her arms.

"Mom, don't be angry. I'll cheer you up. I'll make you popular and spicy in the future and be filial to you."

Liu lancui was coaxed into smiling by her little girl and hugged Su Haiyan for a while.

"Mom's little ancestor, hey, you have a filial mother. Mom's life in the bitter water is a little hope. You can study well, go to college and marry a city man. Mom will be popular and spicy with you!"

"Why don't you say that my daughter is my mother's intimate little cotton padded jacket? God is still open-minded. My mother has afterhappiness!"

Su Haiyan is a string of silver bell like smile, simple and naive. "There's a little cotton padded jacket over there."

Liu lancui was provoked again and turned to spit on the ground.

"Bah! That's a piece of junk that can't be mended by patches. Don't give it to beggars! Don't always compare with her. She's a waste of my 18 years of food!"

"When you're busy, you'll find a family and ask for a bride price to send her out. Mom still has to rely on you and your brother. You study hard and mom provides you with school!"