In early spring and February, the cold of winter has not disappeared, and there is another heavy rain, which seems to be colder than that day, and the shabby room has been unable to withstand the cold.
The only window where the old newspaper was pasted was rattled by the wind.
Gu Lingling curled up in the cold bed and thought, maybe her father went to Songshan to ask for a name for her. Did the old Taoist figure out her situation today?
On the Lingling seven strings, listen to the pine wind and cold.
The origin of her name.
Maybe it's more suitable for her to call Gu Lengleng or be alone.
Alone?
Who shook his head and smiled when he first heard the name and said, "how can anyone have such a name? Lonely."
By the way, it's the man named Yang Yunhai.
Ha ha... Gu Lingling laughed at herself.
When did she even think of this?
"Gu Lingling, have I not beaten you recently? Are you impatient? Say, where is the child?" The room was full of alcohol. The man grabbed Gu Lingling's hair on the bed and tore her to the ground.
"Where are the children?" Facing Gu Lingling's stomach, he kicked, "do you know how much this is? Ah?"
Money?
People say that tiger poison doesn't eat children, but this beast secretly wants to sell the unborn child behind her back.
It was their own flesh and blood. She would rather give the child to Yang Yunhai in such a despicable way than let the scum sell the child.
Gu Lingling covered her stomach and looked at the man in front of her coldly. Why was she blind at the beginning? She would believe the words of her stepmother Wang Meili and stepsister Gu Juan and think that this man is a lover?
The hair was greasy, even with locks. The clothes she had changed for him a few days before she went to the hospital for production were now covered with dirt, and the sour taste was intertwined with the wine smell.
How to look, how disgusting.
Those triangular mouse eyes are staring at themselves angrily.
Suddenly, the man knelt down in front of her, "sorry, Ling Ling, can you forgive me? We sold the child, so you don't have to go to the hotel kitchen to do chores and be bullied. Let's fly away and leave this ghost place, OK?"
The man knelt on the ground, hugged Gu Lingling and cried.
The sour smell almost made her want to vomit.
After Lu Guodong was cheated out by him, she was tired of hearing these words.
If she didn't obey him, then there would be another beating.
"The child is dead." Gu Lingling said coldly.
"No, how can it be? That's a son. How can he die?" Lu Guodong crazily dragged Gu Lingling's collar and shouted, "the child must be found, you dead woman."
He owes so much money and is counting on the child to pay his debts.
"By the way, hospital, hospital!" Lu Guodong suddenly remembered that on his way back today, he seemed to hear the opposite woman say that Gu Lingling was sent to the hospital two days ago.
"Lv Guodong, I beg you, let the child go." Gu Lingling held LV Guodong's arm and wouldn't let him go.
It's been two days. Should that person leave with the child?
But what if?
"You dead woman!" Lu Guodong slapped Gu Lingling in the face, "don't block my money, let go."
"No, No." Gu Lingling never let go.
"Go to hell!" LV Guodong threw away Gu Lingling, and the cracked black leather shoes fiercely stepped on Gu Lingling, "I let you cheat Lao Tzu, let you cheat, die."
Gu Lingling tightly hugged his leg and let the man vent in a muffled voice.
If death can free you... Then go to death!
She suddenly reached out and picked up the scissors in the sewing basket, gritted her teeth, and stabbed hard at the man's neck.
Die, just die!
Everything will be free.