After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

Yaoniang smiled and said, "Well, I believe you."

Su An'an's eyes were red, and her eyes were blurred with tears. She hugged Yaoniang hard for the last time, turned around and strode away.

These days, she observed in the back alley that the servant who poured the swill seemed to be short of money, so she borrowed a sum of money from Yao Niang, bribed the servant, hid her in a clean swill bucket, and transported her out .

She also simply thought that as soon as she got home, she would immediately go to her father for help and send someone to redeem Yaoniang. How could she know that after running back hard, she found that everything was turned upside down.

She was thrown out of the door by her family, and her father announced indifferently that she would cut off the relationship and be removed from the family tree. Since then, there will be no Su Anan in the Su family.

He shook his sleeves, "In the future, don't call me Su Sheng's daughter, I, Su Sheng, don't have a mean daughter who has been in Qingyulou, hum!"

Su An'an sat dumbfounded at the door of Su's house for a long time, until she saw her father's back with the well-behaved and sensible Su Pingping leaving, she suddenly laughed out loud.

Unfortunately, she thought her family had never been able to find her because she was too hard to find in the back alley, but it wasn't.

Listening to Su Sheng's tone, he knew that she had been sold to Qingyulou, but because she was stained, her father's family gave up on her.

Hahaha, she was the only one who foolishly thought that her father loved her, and she was the only fool who thought that even if her father was angry, he still loved her in his heart.

Stupid, stupid at home...

Wrapped in a face towel, she stumbled away and never went back.

The street was still lively, but she was like a soulless puppet, walking numbly. When someone knocked her over, she didn't respond much. In the end, she didn't know that she hadn't eaten for a day until her stomach rumbled.

Touching her stomach, she forced herself to cheer up. If she couldn't save Yaoniang, she would go back to accompany Yaoniang, or at least take care of her by her side.

Su Anan thought so, she still had the last concern in her heart to support her.

Walking to a wonton stand, she asked for a bowl of wontons, and the boss said, "Pay first."

Su Anan took out the purse from his arms, and it took a long time to find out that the purse was gone!

She widened her eyes and suddenly remembered that a man on the street had knocked over her. Could it be that she was stolen at that time?

She looked around in a panic, and accidentally pulled her face towel, revealing her face.

"Ah, ghost, go away, go away!" The stall owner waved at her, and the pedestrians around began to point.

Only then did she realize that her appearance had been seen, and hurriedly put on her scarf again, rushed out of the crowd, and squatted down in an alley.

Without money, she could not move an inch, and the job was due to her appearance, and no one wanted her. It was rainy and rainy in Luocheng. She was sheltered in a broken shed. She was hungry and cold, and unfortunately contracted the cold. has become a luxury.

She didn't want to go to Su's house to beg, so she was reduced to poor people's alley, and she lived by begging after all.

In just half a month, he was emaciated, his clothes were dirty, and the aura of eyes raised by Yaoniang gradually withered down, like a dry well.

She has completely become a beggar, a dumb beggar...

It was getting colder and colder, and Su Anan's hand had frostbite again, and the redness, swelling and ulceration were even worse in Qingyulou.

She didn't care at all, or she had already lost consciousness from the pain and cold.

In the alley, you are also fighting for me to rob her. She can't beg for food, and when she does, she is often taken away. If it wasn't for a well-meaning teenager who occasionally helped her, she might have starved to death on the street.

Su Anan silently remembered this kind boy.

Thinking that the next time I get something, I will share some with him, but next time, there will be no next time.

People were killed in the poor alley. They fought and looted food. The government didn't care. A straw mat swept away the boy's figure. After she rushed over, she only saw a pool of blood.

Su Anan stared blankly at the pool of blood and fainted completely.

When she woke up again, it was already dark, and she was still lying in the same place. When a beggar saw her open his eyes, he clicked his tongue and said, "It's not dead yet, don't lift it up."

It turned out that the beggars thought she was dead and wanted to throw her away.

The cold winter almost froze her, she struggled to get up tremblingly and curled up in her corner.

A gust of cold wind blew, and she coughed again.

He is already weak, and he has not been getting better since he first contracted the cold, and his cough has worsened, and now he even vomits blood.

She stared blankly at the blood in her palm, and suddenly pulled the corner of her lips mockingly.

It's dead, it's good to die like this, and no one cares about it long ago.

It's fine if you don't go back to find Yaoniang, the provincial Yaoniang feels guilty and helps herself escape, so let Yaoniang think that she is an ungrateful person when she returns home and lives a happy life.

She closed her eyes decadently, as if waiting for death to come. At this moment, a familiar female voice came over, "Yo, isn't this eldest sister?"

Su Anan opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Su Pingping in luxurious clothes, surrounded by servants and maids, slowly getting down from the carriage.

In an instant, she clenched her palms tightly. After so many days out, she already knew that Su Pingping took her dowry and climbed high branches.

She already knew that she planned her own run at the beginning, because Liu Yiran said everything when she sold her to the brothel.

Her good sister, everything was planned by her good sister herself.

Su Pingping looked at her embarrassed appearance, and smiled happily, "Look, look, the number one beauty in Los Angeles in the past has turned into a poor man's lane, oh, tell me, who can believe it?"

"Why, I treat you badly and treat you as my own sister, why do you want to count on me like this!"

Su An'an's eyes were red, and because of excitement, he coughed violently as soon as he finished speaking.

Su Pingping retreated in disgust, as if she had seen something dirty, Napa covered her mouth and nose delicately, and mocked: "Why, why did you say, your mother took my mother's position and made my mother an outer room, you Naturally, they also robbed me of my position, do you know that I am half a year older than you, so it stands to reason that I am the elder sister!"

"Do you know that every time I call you sister these years, I feel disgusted, and I feel so wronged to play the role of a sister in front of you all these years! I'm obviously older than you, why are you me? My elder sister, what qualifications do you have to be my elder sister, it’s just because of a direct status.”

"Now, your identity as a direct descendant is gone. Even if you want to call me sister, it's not worthy. You are suitable for nesting in this poor alley and grabbing food with dogs, hahaha."

Su An'an's miserable appearance delighted Su Pingping, and her smile made the beggars in the poor alley feel harsh.

Su Anan tightly covered her ears, but she couldn't stop her crazy laughter.

It turned out that Su Pingping didn't envy her later, but from the beginning to the end, pity her for being played around like a fool.

Su Pingping laughed enough, took a few coins from the mobile phone of the maid next to her, and threw them down neatly.

The sound of the copper plates scattered on the ground stung Su An'an's heart, she grabbed the copper plate and threw it on Su Pingping's body, "Go away, go away, you go away, Su Pingping, I curse you, curse you to die!"

Su Pingping dodged, her eyes filled with shadows, "Hmph, then let's wait and see, and see whether you have to die first, or me!"

She walked with a group of servants and maids, and the scattered copper plates on the ground were snatched away by a few homeless people in the blink of an eye.

Su Anan stared blankly at the back of her leaving, and finally cried hopelessly.

Mother, I miss you so much, really, really, miss you so much...

Su Pingping's ridicule was like the last straw that broke Su An'an. In just three days, she was so sick that she lost the strength to cough.

She couldn't swallow the steamed buns given by well-meaning people. She knew that her life was coming to an end.

The hustle and bustle of the street and the chatter of the homeless around her gradually blurred, and her world became quieter and quieter.

Just when she was about to close her eyes, she suddenly saw a smear of white on the dirty ground.

Su Anan raised her head and suddenly smiled, "It's snowing."

First snow.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly and took a piece, the whiteness and the dirt instantly formed a sharp contrast...

She stared blankly at the swirling snow, feeling like paper money was sprinkled when someone died.

Is even the sky saying goodbye to her?

A warm tear slid from the corner of his eyes, and his red and swollen hands fell suddenly. Su An'an's bumpy life finally came to an end.

How short, how ridiculous.

The snow gradually increased, and the beggars in the alley saw it was snowing, and they all rushed to find a place to spend the night. No one looked back at the corpse, and let the heavy snow bury her body and cover it with dirt.

In the evening, the snow was already thick, and in the quiet alley, only the north wind was whistling and roaring non-stop, like howling for her death.

Suddenly, the quiet entrance of the alley was surrounded by a group of people, white as snow, and a series of footprints were stepped on.

Boyan looked at his master, hesitated, and said, "This is the alley."

Shen Juncheng looked into the alley, the icy mask covered his expression, he walked forward step by step, towards the raised snowdrift.

The snow buried her body tightly, Shen Juncheng stretched out his hand and slowly brushed off the layer of white snow on it.

He didn't pay attention, his hands trembled slightly when he brushed off the layer of snow.

When he saw the cloth towel covering his face, his hand froze, as if a stone had been smashed in his heart, which suddenly made him a little breathless.

When Yaoniang saw the master's stopped hand, she suddenly rushed over. When she saw the familiar cloth towel, she burst into tears and fell on Su An'an's body, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, An'an, I'm sorry. …”

She kept apologizing, it was all her fault, she should no longer help An An escape without the master's order, and should not let her go out alone, otherwise, how could An An end up like this.

Yao Niang was extremely self-blame, she couldn't restrain herself from crying, the alley was quiet, her cry penetrated the cold wind and was carried far, far away.

Shen Juncheng remained in a squatting position and didn't move, until Feng Xue seemed to freeze him, and then he regained his senses.

"I'm sorry..." he said guiltily.

He broke his promise...

He picked up the corpse on the ground, and a group of dark guards behind him immediately moved out of the way. Yaoniang wiped her tears and followed behind. Suddenly, something fell out of Su An'an's arms and smashed into the thick layer. In the thick white snow.

Yaoniang hurriedly bent over to pick it up, and found that it was wrapped in a handkerchief. When she opened it, it was a daisy handkerchief embroidered by An An, and a white jade medicine bottle was well wrapped in the handkerchief.

When Shen Juncheng looked back and saw the medicine bottle, his eyes narrowed.

I must be a stepmother...