Chapter 1969 Wake up, Cruise Wake Up

Almost every household has a wall made of bricks, only their house is still a fence, or a dilapidated old house. When it rains, there is light rain inside the heavy rain outside. In winter, it is even more bitterly cold.

Yan Qingsi knew very early that her father went out to work like everyone else, but she never saw him take a penny from home. In her only memory, she was very happy when her father came back, but in the middle of the night, she I saw it, my father hit my mother.

In Qingsi's heart, although she longs for a father's love, she rejects Yan Songnan very much. Although, she also hopes that her father can be like others, but she always feels in her heart that if her father looks like Yan Songnan If so, then this father, she might as well not have it.

The child of the poor was headed home early, had no father since she was a child, and was ridiculed by other children in the village, so she was a very sensitive child.

Yan Qingsi said: "I want my mother, I only want my mother..."

Nie Qiuping hugged her tightly, "Mom only wants you, too."

She must divorce Yan Songnan, she will not repeat the mistakes of her previous life, and she must live with her daughter.

After soothing Qingsi to sleep, Nie Qiuping took out all the money in the family.

Looking at the little money she had, she let out a long sigh, she was really too poor.

If she wanted to survive, besides divorcing Yan Songnan, she also had to find a way to make money, otherwise, what would she do to support Qingsi.

Nie Qiuping's heart was heavy, she raised her hand to touch the necklace around her neck.

This is the only valuable thing in the house that she can think of. Do you want to sell it?

She has been carrying this necklace since she can remember. For some reason, Nie Qiuping has a different feeling for this necklace. She always feels that this necklace means a lot to her.

After thinking for a while, Nie Qiuping still hadn't made up her mind. If she really had to, she would have to sell the necklace.

Nie Qiuping picked up the footwashing water and poured it out.

Remembering that the chickens in the backyard hadn't been fed yet, she turned and walked towards the backyard.

The yard of the farmhouse is large, with people living in the front and livestock in the back.

When he came to the chicken pen, Nie Qiuping picked up the wheat bran in a ladle and sprinkled it into the pen.

She suddenly remembered that not long ago, the young man who hid here, looked at her the day before leaving and said: I will definitely come back to find you.

Nie Qiuping was stunned for a while, and then laughed at herself. She still had the heart to think about these things, and she almost couldn't live anymore.

After feeding the chicken, Nie Qiuping went back. She plugged the door from the inside, locked it, held it against it with a wooden stick, closed the window tightly, and went back to lie down after making sure everything was fine.

Young, beautiful, single woman, living alone with a child, there are always a lot of troubles that you don't want to face.

Many nights, someone would knock and even try to knock on the door of her house.

Nie Qiuping was very scared, but what could she do?

I can only endure and avoid it.

But now, she has an idea in her heart that is getting clearer and clearer. She can't stay in this small village anymore. She wants to give Qingsi a good future and live a life of peace of mind. Do not continue to live here.

At the same time, the capital thousands of miles away.

A group of people gathered around the bed. The people on the bed had their eyelashes twisted a few times, and slowly opened their eyes.

The people around suddenly cheered: "Wake up, wake up... Youyue woke up..."

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The episode between You Yi and Nie Qiuping was what I had planned a long time ago. It is impossible for me to let my second uncle love other women after years of persistent love, let alone let Nie Qiuping, whose dead body was burnt, cheat his body, and then I can still live happily with my daughter.

Writing novels is inherently unconstrained. It doesn’t make sense that I wrote about rebirth before, but I can’t write it now. So I ate dinner yesterday, so I won’t eat today?

ps: I will write according to my own ideas!