After repeating this several times, Yang Ruolan's consciousness became more and more blurred, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Her delicate and white body looked like cooked shrimps, with a strange flush on her face.

The clarity in her eyes was dissipating little by little.

His vision gradually became blurred and cloudy.

Qian took out a feather duster and gently stroked Yang Ruolan's body, teasing her...

"Oh, women, why are you so insistent?"

"Aren't all men the same when the lights are turned off?"

"It's hard, isn't it? As long as you ask, Wangfu will satisfy you."

"Not only will you be happy, I will also reward you with delicious meals tomorrow, take care of your health, and give you money to spend..."

I don't know if it was Qian's words that had an effect, or the medicine was too powerful.

Yang Ruolan got the strength from nowhere and sat up unexpectedly.

There was steaming heat on his body, just like coming out of the stove, and a pair of water snake-like arms stretched out to Wangfu's neck.

Wangfu was startled, and before he could react, Yang Ruolan dragged him onto the bed.

On the bed, the ground suddenly shook...

Mr. Qian snorted with satisfaction, dropped the feather duster in his hand, turned around and left the room.

That night, Yang Ruolan played very crazy.

Under the influence of the drug, she knew what she was doing and how crazy she was.

However, he couldn't control his behavior.

Seeing such an ugly old man like Wangfu in her own body, Yang Ruolan burst into tears of despair, but her body went crazy to cater to him.

That night, she reincarnated between hell and heaven, and her soul fell into the abyss of darkness, never to be redeemed.

At dawn, when the first ray of morning light shines through the window, the messy bed still retains the rotten smell of last night.

Wangfu slipped away in the middle of the night, and she never slept again.

I got up, changed into white clothes, and lay down with my hair disheveled.

The bones in her body were so sore that they were about to fall apart. She held on to the wall and walked out, heading towards the entrance of the village...

"Oh, it's terrible, someone committed suicide by jumping into the pond!"

I don’t know whose daughter-in-law, a high-pitched scream broke the early morning tranquility of Changping Village.

Mrs. Sun was the closest to the pond. She had just gotten up at that moment and was about to go to the pond to wash vegetables.

Hearing the shout, he hurriedly ran out, and a circle of people had gathered around the pond.

A man in white clothes was fished out of the water, his long hair covering his face.

I can't tell her face clearly, but her hair and figure tell me she's a woman, and she has a good figure.

"Which one is it? Which one is diving?"

Mrs. Sun hurried over, her voice trembling and her legs trembling.

This scene reminded her of the time when her daughter Qing'er threw herself into this pond for Mu Zichuan.

It was noon that day and she was working in the fields.

When she heard someone shouting and saw everyone running toward the pond, she felt panicky and ran too.

When he got closer, he realized that what he had picked up was his daughter, and he collapsed at that moment.

The familiar scene made Sun's fear overwhelming.

"Ah, it's Lan Yatou, the second roommate of Lao Yang's family!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Yeah, I'm out of breath, I'm out of breath!"

The crowd began to disperse in panic, not daring to go to Yang Ruolan, leaving Yang Ruolan lying straight beside the pond.

Mrs. Sun came to her senses and stumbled to Yang Ruolan.

The woman's mind was filled with images of her daughter being fished out and dying.

"Go and call Uncle Fu!" Mrs. Sun shouted to the onlookers.

Then remembering what her daughter Qing'er had done when giving first aid, Mrs. Sun leaned down, folded her hands and pressed on Yang Ruolan's belly.

One press after another, the water in Yang Ruolan's stomach was pushed out.

"Girl Lan, you have to hold on, don't die!"

Mrs. Sun said loudly while pressing the water in Yang Ruolan's body.

Yang Ruolan kept vomiting water, kept vomiting.

But he still didn't wake up. Sun became anxious and remembered that Yang Ruoqing pinched the person's nose and breathed into the mouth.

Mrs. Sun quickly stretched out her hand to pinch Yang Ruolan's nose, lowered her head and was about to catch her breath when Yang Ruolan suddenly started coughing.

"Yeah, live, live!"

Mrs. Sun shouted in surprise, hurriedly helped Yang Ruolan sit up and patted her back.

Others on the side also gathered around again, everyone helped to cheer them up and patted them on the back...

Yang Ruolan finally came to life after experiencing a severe cough.

"Girl Lan, are you okay? Huh?"

Sun held onto Yang Ruolan's shoulders and asked loudly.

Yang Ruolan raised her head and saw the anxiety in the eyes of the woman in front of her and the worry on her face.

"You kid, why do you have to be stupid? Why are you so stupid?" Sun asked again.

The words were full of blame and worry.

Yang Ruolan's nose felt sore, and she had an impulse that came from nowhere.

He hugged Sun's shoulders, buried himself in Sun's arms and cried loudly.

Mrs. Sun was stunned, and her whole body froze.

I'm really not used to being treated like this by Yang Ruolan.

Finally, Mrs. Sun came to her senses, raised her hand and patted Yang Ruolan's back in a somewhat reserved manner.

"Don't cry now. Go to my house quickly and change into dry clothes. You will get sick in this weather!"

Sun said.

However, Yang Ruolan still cried in Sun's arms, crying until her whole body twitched and she was out of breath.

It seemed that he wanted to cry out all the tears he had suppressed for a long time.

Sun had no choice but to call on other people nearby to help. Together they helped Yang Ruolan up, and then helped Sun to be sent to the nearby Yang Huazhong's home.

Mrs. Sun went to find a set of Yang Ruoqing's clothes to change into for Yang Ruolan, and went to the backyard to cook ginger and brown sugar water to ward off the cold.

When she returned to the guest room in the front yard with ginger brown sugar water, Uncle Fu was checking Yang Ruolan's pulse in the room.

Old Yangtou, little old Yangtou, Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhou, Liu Shi, Bao Suyun, they all heard the news and came over.

Old Yangtou had already learned about the situation from the villagers who were watching. He was standing guard at the door of the guest room with a terrifyingly gloomy face.

Little old Yang stood there wiping away tears, and the old man's eyes were red.

"What's going on? God, how many times do you want me to serve the black-haired person?"

"God, take my life, I've had enough, don't bother my granddaughter anymore, ah ah ah..."

Little old Yangtou started crying again, and Yang Huazhou and Yang Huaming hurriedly tried to persuade him.

When Old Yang saw Mrs. Sun coming over with a bowl, the old man said to Mrs. Sun: "My third daughter-in-law, thank you for this. It was you who saved Lan Yatou's life!"
Chapter completed!