2 Rebirth

With boundless tenderness, he said, "You're too impatient. What if you fail this operation and need another kidney?"

"What?!"

Tang Huai's heart ached as she looked at Jing Peng in astonishment. He still wanted her other kidney? Wasn't that taking her life?

"A adulterous couple!" Tang Huai's rage assaulted her heart as she loudly cursed. After she finished cursing, her chest felt a sharp pain, her throat felt sweet, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The wound on her waist was very painful. Her vision gradually turned black and her consciousness faded. Tang Huai felt that she was about to die. She struggled to raise her head and cast a pleading gaze at Jing Peng, but what she saw was Jing Peng's cold and disdainful eyes … …

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Her head was in pain and her will was clear. However, she could not open her eyes no matter what. She felt a sense of unease as if a ghost was pressing down on her bed.

The sound of a baby's crying came to her ears. Tang Huai's heart trembled. "I'm not dead?"

"Weeping, wailing. You only know how to cry. You killed your husband, yet you still have the nerve to cry!"

Hearing this voice, Tang Huai was once again shocked. Wasn't this her mother's voice?

My mother died before she was married, so why did I hear her voice now? "" I don't know … "" I … I … I … I … "

"There are no more men in the house, how will the four of us live in the future?" "Ah, ah, ah..." It was still her mother's crying!

Tang Huai abruptly opened her eyes.

What entered her eyes was a simple mud brick building. The roof was made of tile, and there were even spider webs hanging in several places.

Tang Huai pinched her waist. It was very painful, it was not a dream!

So it turned out that she had been reborn! Back to the day she was 14, the 80's!

At the age of fourteen, on the third day of her sister's birth, my sick father passed away.

She fell down on her way back from her father's funeral, hit a rock on her forehead, fainted, and didn't wake up until the next day.

Outside, Tang Huai's head was buzzing from the constant crying of her mother and sister.

"Liu Xiaoyu, is the money ready?!" A fiendish voice rang out.

Tang Huai was shocked. Wasn't that her third uncle, Tang Youming?

Tang Huai laboriously got up and walked to the door of the room. She saw Tang Youming and his wife standing viciously in the living room.

The living room was narrow, with a small table in the center, both a dining table and a desk.

There was a wooden bed near the window. At the end of the bed, there was a bamboo chair. Clothes were piled on the chair, making it look very messy.

Liu Xiaoyu was sitting at the head of the bed. Beside her was a baby girl. Her thirteen-year-old sister, Tang Li, was sitting on the floor, her eyes red.

The sudden appearance of Tang Youming and Yang Hongxing scared Liu Xiaoyu so much that her face turned pale and she choked with sobs, "Third Brother, we agreed that you would lend us some money without paying any interest. It's been a few years, why did you come here to collect interest?"

"Back then, it was us idiots! You have the money in your hands for two years, so you have to pay us interest on a regular basis. " Yang Hongxing said loudly.

Yang Hongxing had a harsh look on her face. She only thought of how she could get someone to take advantage of her and never let them take advantage of her.

Five years ago, her father, Tang Youxin had borrowed 10,000 yuan from Tang Youming. When he borrowed the money, his brother had been very friendly. Under the witness of the Village Chief, they wrote each other a promissory note.

Two years later, Tang Youxin returned the money back to Tang Youming. When he returned it, he even gave him 20 extra yuan. At that time, Tang Youming didn't want the money at all, so he asked for 10,000 yuan.

Later on, the two brothers quarreled a few times over some trivial matter, causing a rift in their brotherly relationship.

During his sickness, Tang Youming came in a few days later to ask for interest. He said that if he had deposited 10,000 yuan in the bank for two years, it would have been at least one hundred yuan.

"I really don't have any money. When my husband got sick, it has cost a lot of money this year, and it costs more to be buried. " Liu Xiaoyu was a coward because she had never given birth to a son. She always felt that she was inferior in front of a woman who had given birth to a son. Therefore, she was always willing to be bullied by her aunt and mother-in-law.