Newlywed in 1980s: She became rich after marrying the factory director

[Dream World]·[Second Realm]·[Memory Realm]·[Second Memory]·[Memory Time]·[March 3, 1983, three o'clock in the afternoon]

In Xue Jingmo's bedroom, An Ning sat alone in front of the dressing table, dressing herself expressionlessly. Although there was a huge wound on her palm, she was not in a hurry to deal with it. Instead, she held the comb on the dressing table, endured the severe pain caused by the wound on her palm, and meticulously combed her long, straight black hair. Red blood, mixed with tiny grains of sand, covered the back of the comb. The blood slid down the teeth of the comb and blended into her hair. The original black and shiny hair instantly turned black and red, and also gave off a faint fishy smell.

Even so, she didn't stop. Instead, she continued to comb her hair as if nothing had happened, even though the blood had spread all over the surface of the dresser, even though the blood stains had stained her white clothes, even though the blood continued to flow down her cheeks and neck, sprinkling on the dresser, clothes, pants and shoes. , even dripping on the ground and sliding into her body, she still showed no sign of stopping. Her face in the mirror was expressionless, like a soulless body, like a walking zombie, and like a puppet controlled by someone. She had no pain, no touch, no feeling. The only thing guiding her actions was the constant instruction to comb her hair.

Xue Jingmo was working outdoors in the fields. He originally planned to take a break and quietly observe the peaceful behavior of his beloved wife at home. Even just for a moment, it was enough to make him feel happier. However, he was startled by An Ning's unusual behavior. He couldn't help but turn his eyes and look carefully. He found that the clothes, tables, chairs, and floor were all covered with blood-red traces, and there was even blood flowing slowly on his face and body. Xue Jingmo was frightened and shouted loudly: "Ning'er!" He quickly rushed into the house, grabbed An Ning's shoulders tightly, and made her face him.

However, An Ning seemed to be possessed by an evil thing. Like a puppet, he repeatedly tried to pick up the comb on the table and continued to comb his hair, completely ignoring his own injuries. This move made Xue Jingmo roar and rebuke loudly to An Ning for the first time in his life: "Stop taking it!!! An Ning!!!"

At this time, An Ning's eyes were empty and full of despair, as if he had lost all hope of survival.

Xue Jingmo was heartbroken, his eyes were moist and bloodshot. He anxiously looked for An Ning's injury: "You, you, where are you injured? Why is there so much blood?" As the blood flowed, he discovered An Ning's wound was so big! His eyes widened, his pupils trembled, he gritted his teeth, and asked angrily: "Who did it? It definitely doesn't look like a fall, it's more like being pushed down and impaled! Tell me, what happened?" Xue Jingmo's mind Suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, and he continued: "You went to find him secretly in the morning, and it turned out like this when you came back! Did that guy Shen Pei do it! Damn it, I must go find him to settle the score!"

I don't know whether he didn't have the strength to distinguish right from wrong or he was deliberately trying to hide something in an attempt to protect Shen Pei's peace, so he didn't answer Xue Jingmo's question. Instead, she still wanted to turn around and go back to pick up the comb and continue combing her hair.

In desperation, Xue Jingmo held her right hand like a knife and knocked An Ning unconscious. Then he simply stopped her bleeding. After treating the wound, he carefully carried her to the bed.