According to Du Zhaohui's instructions, the Japanese doctor wanted to give Xia Ziyu a makeover.
Hearing that request, it was clear that he wanted to make her look like Xia Xiaolan.
Xia Ziyu knew that she and Xia Xiaolan didn't look alike at all. Xia Xiaolan actually looked like the Liu family. She didn't know if the current plastic surgery technology could achieve it, but if she looked like Xia Xiaolan, wouldn't she want to live in the other's shadow for the rest of her life?
Xia Ziyu begged for an interpreter, communicated with the Japanese doctor repeatedly, and finally convinced the Japanese doctor.
The Japanese doctor looked at the photo provided by Du Zhaohui and shook his head: "It's impossible to be exactly the same. No matter how good the plastic surgery technique is, it can't compare to natural carving. You are right, everyone's bones and physique are different. "
Xia Xiaolan's face and figure fit well.
Xia Ziyu's bones are all different, and it would be very awkward to be the same as Xia Xiaolan.
The Japanese doctor finally performed a mandible removal operation on Xia Ziyu, reduced the alae of the nose, raised the bridge of the nose, and did not dare to cut her double eyelids, because she has a scar constitution, and the incisions on the double eyelids cannot be hidden. It will be very obvious in the future . However, the Japanese doctor Du Zhaohui invited was really skilled, and he managed to remove the scars left on her face.
"Half of a woman's beauty depends on her innate appearance, and the other half depends on her maintenance and grooming."
She deeply remembered the advice that the Japanese doctor gave Xia Ziyu.
So now she is learning to dress up, learn to dance, and try to cover herself up from the sun, just hoping to adjust the day after tomorrow.
Xia Ziyu couldn't forget the pain after the operation when the anesthetic failed.
Because she moved her mandible, she drank porridge for half a month.
She remembers all these hardships!
Xigui's best friend, the prostitute who beat her leaned against the door and looked at her, as if she had completely forgotten the holiday with Xia Ziyu, and teased her lazily:
"If you want to be liked by a man, you must never forget it, but you must not only look beautiful, are you good in bed?"
The prostitute giggled, Xia Ziyu's face was swollen, "Are you willing to teach me?"
The whore gave her a sip, "Why should I teach you¡ª"
"I'll pay you, you teach me!"
Xia Ziyu's face remained unchanged, and the prostitute looked her up and down, "Your pocket is cleaner than your face, how can you pay me?"
Xia Ziyu sneered, "Little Turtle was just arranged to watch me. Someone paid for my plastic surgery, and taught me how to dance and learn foreign language. Do you think the person who paid the money expected a lot from me? It cost so much I have a lot of money on me, if I don¡¯t have money now, don¡¯t I have money in the future!¡±
The prostitute was persuaded by Xia Ziyu.
"I believe you. You are really thick-skinned. You were born to work in our industry. Now you have no money. When you officially enter the industry, you will definitely not be short of money."
Shame is something that cannot be measured.
Some women are forced to enter the industry, and it is not common for Xia Ziyu to be so calm and active.
Unlike the dark cabins on the side of the road like theirs, the people who train Xia Ziyu obviously want to train Xia Ziyu to be a high-level courtesan The little turtle's funny flowers are trembling, and a high-level courtesan is an elegant term, but it is actually a high-level chicken .
Being able to pull people into the industry and fall together, prostitutes are extremely happy:
"Okay, I'll teach you!"
Xia Ziyu clenched his hand under the table into a fist.
She changed her fate once.
If she hadn't worked hard to study and get into college, she would have stayed in the country and married a long time ago.
God was unfair, telling her to fall from a height made Xia Xiaolan feel complacent. She, Xia Ziyu, was unwilling to admit defeat. If she had a chance once, she would definitely seize the second chance!
? Wang Guangping was transferred to the Party History Office. The Wang family saw that it was going to fail, and Wang Jianhua might not be able to succeed.
When she arrived in Hong Kong, she had another opportunity.
Du Zhaohui threw her to Kowloon Walled, seemingly regardless of it, but spent so much energy on her, it proves that she is still useful!
Xia Ziyu's heart was pounding when he thought of his changed face and the idea he gave Du Zhaohui.
She doesn't have to guard Wang Jianhua, looking forward to Wang Jianhua's future success.
She can find a man who is already successful, and directly pick the ready-made fruit.
She must firmly grasp the opportunity Du Zhaohui created for her When she stands up and stands above everyone else, she will definitely take revenge with Du Zhaohui!
In the mirror, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which had not yet faded from swelling.
The situation of people is really bad, noBad things can turn into good things, she must have confidence, don't rush and take her time, she used to be too anxious to lose to Xia Xiaolan
Xia Xiaolan flew back to the capital.
At Shangdu Railway Station, Xia Dajun took Xiao Yu on his arm and just got off the train.
The train from Yangcheng to Shangdu takes more than 30 hours.
Sitting all the way back in a sleeper is not uncomfortable, but it's just a long-distance car ride, and the newly pregnant Xiaoyu couldn't hide her exhaustion.
"Brother Dajun, shall we rest in Shangdu for one night and then go back to Anqing?"
Xiao Yu felt haggard, and her description was not very good-looking.
Xia Dajun thought she was unwell and was very frightened, so he must send Xiao Yu to the hospital for an examination. After the turmoil, the two found a guest house in Shangdu to settle down, and took a taxi back to Anqing the next day.
From the provincial capital to Anqing County, Xia Dajun took a taxi all the way, and the taxi driver rarely met such a wealthy customer.
The reason why he didn't drive all the way to the countryside was because the road to Dahe Village was too bumpy. Xia Dajun could afford the money, but Xiaoyu's body couldn't bear it. Wanting to settle Xiao Yu in the Anqing County Guest House, Xia Dajun went back to his hometown alone to open a letter of introduction, but Xiao Yu refused to say anything:
"Brother Dajun, I'm going to marry you, but I haven't been to your hometown yet, so I must go and see it."
She is not a shameless woman raised by Xia Dajun outside, why don't she go back together?
There is no Internet these days, and the ID card has just begun to be implemented on a trial basis. Without a letter of introduction, who knows if you are single or not, and if you have committed bigamy.
Xia Dajun brought Xiaoyu back to the village, but was caught by the head of Dahe Village:
"The army is back. You came back just in time. Your family has not yet paid the withdrawal and public food for this year. What do you do?"
The land is distributed to farmers, but the state doesn't care whether the land under your name is cultivated or not. As long as the household registration is in the countryside, you will have to pay the deposit, agricultural tax and public grain. This is why rural people desperately want to change their urban hukou, and it is easy for urban people to not have to pay these.
Even Xia Dajun's household registration is still in Dahe Village. He has land under his name, and he has to pay what is due.
Now that Xia Changzheng and Zhang Cui are in jail, except for Xia Ziyu who absconded, the rest of Xia's family lives in Pengcheng, and the village chief refuses to let go of a Xia Dajun. Not only did he have to pay his share, but he also had to pay for the Xia family's food!
No matter how high Xia Dajun's income is, it doesn't add up to a small amount of money.
Xiaoyu followed behind with a low eyebrow and said nothing, Xia Dajun frowned and gave the money, and had to ask the village chief to convert the family's public grain into money and give it together.
Xia Dajun also felt deeply after giving Qian. Xiaoyu was right, they should find a way to get Pengcheng household registration. With urban household registration, they don't have to pay these money!
"Village Chief, I came back this time to issue a marriage certificate."
The village head of Dahe Village held the money and looked at the young woman behind Xia Dajun, "Okay, okay, this is your new wife, right?"
Sweeping at Xiaoyu's young and clean face, the village chief couldn't help but curse secretly: Damn, Xia Dajun is really retarded? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com