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In early February, Rong Chenggongzi's novella "Rebirth" began to be serialized in the supplement of "Shenbao". At the same time, Yiren Hao's novella "Fleeting Time" was also published in the same newspaper. It became a spectacle for a while and made everyone gossip. The spectators were astonished.
"Rebirth" by Rong Chenggongzi tells the story of He Qi, a young girl who was forced by her father to become a starlet. At the beginning, He Qi has to face the situation of losing her mother at an early age.
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Growing up, the words that He Qi remembered most were the words her mother held her hand and told her before she passed away: "You must listen to your father!"
The mother's hands were cold and thin, her cheeks were fleshless, her face was covered with a layer of burnt skin, and her eyes were sunken. The scene was somewhat terrifying for a child, but there was still a soft light in her dull eyes. It was not so scary anymore, and He Qi firmly remembered her mother's words.
In response to her mother's last words, on the day her father married his stepmother, he asked five-year-old He Qi to kneel down and kowtow to her stepmother. She obediently obeyed, and the little girl raised her face and called "Mother", feeling as if Bleeding.
The stepsister brought by her stepmother bullied her and snatched her toys and skirts. Her father yelled: "Leave my sister alone!" He Qi obediently obeyed.
As she grew older and went to school, He Qi sometimes couldn't help but complain that her parents were careless in choosing a name. She just kept to herself and used the word "Qi". The word "qi" sounds like the word "chess". The words had the same pronunciation, which made her suspect that she was a chess piece in the family. Her father and stepmother could pick it up and move it around, listening to their mediation.
In the summer evening when she was sixteen years old, the sun was scorching the earth. He Qi was walking home. The back of her school uniform was soaked through. After entering, her stepmother held her hand and pretended to feel sorry for her: "This child, why don't you take a rickshaw?" return?"
He Qi lived an extremely frugal life. She didn't even have a dime for pocket money after rummaging through her book bag. Her stepmother had her own excuse for this: "As a sister, you must set an example for your younger brothers and sisters." So she always wore clothes. The school wears a blue coat and black skirt, while the stepsister has a set of dresses and skirts.
Father was sitting on the sofa, with uncontrollable joy on his face: "Aqi, father will take you to a big dinner tonight."
That night, He Qi was dressed up by her stepmother. It was quite similar to the ribbon-tied gift that her stepsister received on her birthday, showing a strange sense of dignity. For the first time in her life, she sat with her father in a western restaurant and enjoyed her rare and short-lived father's love.
When the desserts were served, the father told him with a sad face that the family was struggling. The tuition fees for his children and the money for future marriages were also a huge sum of money. He struggled to support the family's expenses and had secretly sold and pawned the jewelry left by He Qi's mother.
A mouthful of cream cake stuck in He Qi's throat. The sweetness made her feel nauseous. The soft texture turned into the cotton she kept in her jacket in winter. She couldn't swallow it, and spitting it out was unsightly.
As her father spoke, he actually shed tears. The middle-aged man¡¯s tears were much more powerful than her tears. It was simply shocking. She suspected that he had encountered a huge change in his life and only showed a little frailty as an adult.
She was dizzy and at a loss: "Father, what should we do?"
He said: "I have arranged a marriage for you. You can get married tonight. The family can no longer support you."
Is getting married so casual?
He Qi thought of her mother's withered and yellow hands before her death, the tears in the corners of her eyes, and her repeated instructions: "Listen to your father." It felt like she was back to the time when she was five years old when she lost her mother, and the world was falling apart. Fortunately, she still had her father to rely on.
However, this reliance is no longer reliable.
"Father, I'm still studying." She argued weakly: "I don't want to get married yet."
Father He was furious: "My family provides you with food and drinks. Life can't go on anymore. Shouldn't you share the burden?" He scolded her sternly, took her to a place, and personally sent her to a dressing room. In the hands of a uniformed officer.
That night, He Qi's ribbon was ripped open like a gift. She stared at the ceiling and stayed awake all night. She thought to herself: After all, she still accepted the name and let others manipulate her.
When she got up the next day, she was already the fourth concubine of Master Tong's house.
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Once "New Life" was published, many readers contacted the tabloid and suddenly realized: This is the autobiography of Mr. Rongcheng, right?
?Compared with the contents of tabloids that are often inaccurate, the content written by the original author is more convincing. After three days of serialization, many readers began to sympathize with He Qi and pity her fate. Some readers even wrote to the newspaper to comfort her: "it is rare courage to use a self-exposed creative method to inspire women to become stronger. ?While following him, some people followed him quietly, secretly guessing his intentions.
The mantis pounces on the cicada, followed by the oriole.
Yin Zhenzhu called a rickshaw and returned uneasily all the way. She opened the rented house, slammed the door, leaned her back behind the door, and slowly slid down the door, full of fear.
A few minutes later, there was a polite knock on the door. She still pretended to be a neighbor. She straightened her hair and clothes, pulled herself together, opened the door, and almost screamed: "You¡ª¡ª"
Wearing a black coat, Tian San stood at the door, looking like a door-to-door loan shark. He said calmly, "Miss, won't you invite me in for a drink?"
Yin Zhenzhu¡¯s hair stood on end, and she spoke with a cry in her voice: ¡°You what do you want to do? I¡¯ve given you everything I should give, what else do you want to do?¡±
Tian San opened the door and barged in. Da Lala sat down: "What are you talking about, Miss? I don't want anything, I'm just excited to meet acquaintances in Shanghai. Why don't we reminisce about old times?" ?¡±
At the same time, one of the plainclothes men following Yin Zhenzhu went to the post office to send a telegram to the Yucheng Governor's Mansion: "The fish has bitten the bait."
Feng Qu was very energetic after receiving the telegram and told Tang Ping: "Be ready to explain the matter at hand. We will go to Shanghai in a few days."
Tang Ping: "Do you want to tell Madam?"
Feng Boxiang wanted to take Mrs. Feng back to Rongcheng, but he didn't know that Mrs. Feng lived too comfortably in his son's territory and was unwilling to follow him back to the miserable governor's mansion in Rongcheng. He was busy with official duties and couldn't delay any more, so Feng Boxiang had no choice but to go back first. .
"What should I tell my mother to do? Just tell me to go back to Rongcheng."
He almost died in Shanghai, which has left a shadow on Mrs. Feng. From her mother's point of view, she wished that Feng Qu would avoid Shanghai from now on. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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