"Sister, sister..." The crying was extremely sad and charming, and extremely moving.

Zhao Changqing is not very old, but the woman with skin as snow as snow and green hair as clouds before getting up is as haggard as if she is yellow leaves in autumn. She really wants to close her eyes and rest for a moment, but she is disturbed by the crying for no time.

Zhao Changqing knew that it was not only her who was uneasy in her heart, but many people were uneasy.

Yes, if she didn't say that, many people were uneasy.

With difficulty opening his eyes, Zhao Changqing looked at another person in front of the bed with a faint look. Ling Teng, her husband and uncle's cousin, Ling Teng, a man who was in his prime and talented and beautiful. The man who had never been by her bed was sitting by her bed, but his eyes were filled with another woman, her compatriot sister, Zhao Rong.

Zhao Changqing finally raised a little strength and said, "Ling Teng, after I die, you should marry Zhao Rong."

This sentence finally recalled Ling Teng's eyes. Ling Teng looked at Zhao Changqing, and there was a slight indescribable meaning in his eyes, but Zhao Changqing understood it.

Mother Ling suddenly burst into tears, "My daughter--"

Zhao Rong also cried more and more sadly, grabbed Zhao Changqing's weak hand, and she burst into tears. Her pitiful appearance attracted Ling Teng's whole heart again. Zhao Rong cried in a low voice, "Sister, don't say such unlucky words."

Zhao Changqing's lips moved slightly and sighed, "Zhao Rong, no one is worthy of Ling Teng except you."

Ling Teng said, "Changqing, don't say such things."

Virtuous all his life, but this time, Zhao Changqing didn't want to be more depressed and virtuous. She forced a sigh of relief and said, "If I don't die, I will be Ling Teng's wife and Zhao Rong's elder sister. Only when I die can you fulfill your wish."

Ling cried and scolded, "Are you so stupid? What's this? Are you trying to force your sister to death?"

Ling Teng's face changed slightly, but Zhao Changqing's eyes were so bright that it seemed that the last spirit in her life seemed to condense at this moment, "Stop crying, wait until I die before crying. If I die, you can cry in front of others, just give me a face. After you come, you must live happily!" Zhao Changqing's thin hand suddenly broke away from Zhao Rong's hand and grabbed Ling's. She suddenly screamed, "Mother, if I die, you can't make you happy. I really don't know how to satisfy you!"

Zhao Changqing swallowed it in one breath, but the room was silent for a moment. After a while, the sound of lively cries came one after another.

In fact, in the end, Zhao Changqing didn’t know whether Ling Teng and Zhao Rong were satisfied?

It should be satisfied!

It is strange that such a talented and beautiful couple, who are invincible and inferior, lives a bad life. However, these have nothing to do with her, because when she opens her eyes, it is a different world.

Zhao Changqing is actually not called Zhao Changqing. The reason why she took such a masculine name is not because of the secrets of her life experience, changing her name or a name. However, there is a little bit of origin.

Now, there is no need for Zhao Changqing to explain this small relationship himself. Zhao's mother Ling has already cried out, "I really don't know what evil I have done, it's all in my stomach. Why doesn't this girl leave any way for her brothers to leave! It's a sin!"

Ling's mother, Mrs. Ling, is still young this year. Although people call her an old lady, she is actually only a 40-year-old woman. Her daughter gave birth, and Mrs. Ling came to help her confinement. At this time, the Zhao family was in an average family and could not afford too many maids and mother-in-law. Old Mrs. Ling was not at ease with her daughter giving birth. She calculated the date of birth and handed over the family affairs to her daughter-in-law, and came to her son-in-law's house to serve her daughter-in-law.

Hearing his daughter's words, Old Lady Ling scolded gently, "What are you saying? You have two children in one child, and you are young, so you will be blessed to be able to survive." The daughter's baby had a very big belly, so she went to find the doctor to take her pulse and said that it was twins. The husband's family was amazing. Even Old Lady Ling was happy for her daughter and son-in-law. As a result, she gave birth to two children and was extremely rare twins, a rare happy event. Unexpectedly, the sister was born white and fat, but her brother was too thin and she left half an hour after landing. Not to mention that Ling was very sad, even Ling's mother-in-law Mrs. Zhao, she was also sad now and was not very good.

However, this matter is God's will, and no child can be blamed. Besides, if the daughter really has this intention, wouldn't she have a gap between mother and daughter in the future? She would also be pitiful to her good elder sister. What does this matter really have to do with her? Therefore, when Mrs. Ling heard this, she immediately scolded her and advised, "You are still young, how many brothers and sisters will not have it in the future? I think, elder sister is a blessing."

Ling clasped her handkerchief and wiped her eyes, "Isn't she blessed? She will kill her brothers if she dies."

Old Mrs. Ling frowned, "Are you over? Your child, others have not said anything, you dislike it so much! With a mother like you, I don't know where the elder sister's blessing is!"

Old Mrs. Ling still has the majesty of her mother. As soon as she was annoyed, Ling did not dare to say anything. She sobbed twice, lay down on her side, silently missing her eldest son who died in her heart. Old Mrs. Ling refused to let her go like this, pushed her back and said, "Feed milk first and then sleep, don't be hungry! These days, I have asked other people's milk-level sisters to eat. You have finally gotten milk. Could it be that you still ask the elder sister to eat milk from outsiders!"

Zhao Changqing did not blame Ling at all.

She knew very early that she had a younger brother with twins, but that younger brother died of bad health when he was born. The name Zhao Changqing was not actually prepared for her. This was the original name for her brother with twins.

However, Zhao Changqing never knew that her mother blamed her for being so deeply.

Huh, in fact, even if she knows, she won't be too surprised.

My mother has always disliked her, she has known it since she was a child.

In the past, what she didn't know was that her mother didn't like her so much. However, now she has known all this, and when she was so frustrated that she had been terrified of herself.

With the smelly nipples and heads approached her small lips, Zhao Changqing was already hungry and wanted to put down her grudges and have a meal. However, for some reason, this sweet smell not only did not stimulate her taste bud secretion, but also caused a strong nausea. Zhao Changqing opened her mouth and had no food, so she started to retching.

Ling's mother was just a mother and didn't take care of the child. She was in a hurry and screamed, "Mom! Mom! What's wrong with her?" She wanted to throw Zhao Changqing out immediately.

After a while, Old Mrs. Ling went to the compartment with Zhao Changqing, who was tightly wrapped, and was worried, "What should I do if I don't drink milk?" Old Mrs. Ling was not in a hurry to arrange other food for Zhao Changqing. The newborn baby had no better food except milk. She simply waited for a while and would definitely eat it when she was hungry. The milk she had to eat these days was sweet.

However, Zhao Changqing couldn't eat Ling's milk, and he felt nauseous and nauseous when he smelled it.

Ling started crying again, not because she was afraid of being hungry for her daughter, but because her milk was swelling and no one drank it. The pain from her breasts to her armpits was unbearable. While crying, she even disliked Zhao Changqing, "I really don't have any worries, but you're eating!" Ling cried endlessly, and was not patient enough, so she stuffed her nipples into Zhao Changqing's mouth.

Zhao Changqing was so disgusting that he felt very uncomfortable. He suddenly felt a sense of cruelty in his heart. Not only did he refuse to suck his breasts, he closed his mouth and bit Ling's nipples with his toothless gums. Ling screamed and waved his palm on Zhao Changqing. Zhao Changqing was really not afraid of beatings. She also got beaten a lot of times that bitch she married before she was reborn.

Thinking of this, Zhao Changqing bit more hard.

Even when Old Lady Ling pinched her nose, she held her breath and bit her hard. Ling couldn't bear the pain, so she gave Zhao Changqing two more times.

Zhao Changqing trembled in pain twice before hearing a shout, "What are you doing!"

When Zhao Changqing heard this voice, he was stunned and forgot to continue biting. Ling took the opportunity to push her away. Before Old Lady Ling could take her into her arms, Zhao Yong had already picked up Zhao Changqing in his hand.

It was indeed a caring man. He was a father for the first time and was not very good at holding children. He was inevitably busy, but his face looked ugly. He stared at Ling, "What are you doing to beat my elder sister? How old is she!"

In the past two days, Ling's tears came from time to time, his eyes swollen like Tao'er, and his eyes were filled with tears. He said aggrievedly, "Why don't you say that she feels uncomfortable with biting me!"

The first child was originally prepared for twins, but he didn't want to be twins. Although he only lived with one daughter, Zhao Yong was not unhappy even if he was a little regretful. After all, he was the first child. Zhao Yong was slightly angry, "How about she be a child who was a few days old? You are also a mother! What a dark hand!" Looking at his mother-in-law, Zhao Yong restrained his temper and did not break out at the moment.

Old Mrs. Ling quickly advised, "The first time she was taken care of the child, she was not serious, and I blamed me for not paying attention to my elder sister."

Seeing that his mother-in-law pulled the matter to him, Zhao Yong hurriedly said, "It has nothing to do with his mother-in-law."

Old Mrs. Ling said, "I'll hug my elder sister. You are a man, how can you hold a child?"

Zhao Yong was about to hand over his daughter to his mother-in-law and said, "If my mother-in-law is tired, my mother will gradually get better in the past few days, and it will be the same to put my elder sister on my mother's side."

Old Mrs. Ling sighed in her heart and smiled, "Looking at where the child is tired. But your mother, as she is old, will be able to raise her for a few days." As she said that, she was about to pick up the child.

When Zhao Changqing got this opportunity, he immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be dead!
Chapter completed!