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Chapter 52 An Ziqing, I Hate You
Ever since she fell in love with the Eldest Young Master, Luo Li has stayed in her hut for several days without going out, but the Eldest Young Master always sends people to send her many things, including gold and silver jewelry, and genuine banknotes. , in short, they are all valuable things, but none of them are related to romance. He only thinks that she is for sale, so her first time is worth so much money. Luo Li smiled, and then cried again. The person quietly half-climbed in front of the table in a daze, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, unable to eat for several days, and the feeling of swallowing those sticky things was always in his mind.

"Do you have any money, girl? I've finished my wine." A drunken old man walked in from the door, but was tripped by the threshold, half-thumped and fell on the table that Luo Li was crawling on. Unconsciously, he burped, and a sour smell came to his nostrils.

Luo Li stood up, took a step back, with disgust on his face, the man slapped the table and said angrily: "You dare to dislike me, I was the one who brought you up, and you still dare to dislike, you are heartless..."

Luo Li was furious, tears flooded like a lake that opened the gate, "I have no conscience? You kept saying you raised me, but what did you do for me? I started running around trying to make money when I was 13, and bought you Wine, what am I doing when other girls are studying? I am learning how to laugh. What am I doing when other girls are pampered by their parents? I am learning how to seduce men. Other girls What am I doing when I choose a good son-in-law, I am making fun of others to earn your wine money."

The more Luo Li talked, the more excited he became, and the more he talked, the colder his heart became, "Father, why did you name me Luo Li? What's wrong with Luo, why is it not the word Li? Do you know how much I hate this word? .”

She angrily threw a pile of empty wine bottles on the table to the ground. The debris on the ground made the man a little sober. He swallowed and called her: "Xiao Li."

"Don't call me Xiaoli, don't call me Xiaoli, don't call me Xiaoli..." Luo Li went crazy, pulled his hair and stood on the glass on the ground and turned around several times, the broken glass creaked With a loud sound, some of them were jumped up by her stepping on them, and they jumped up to draw bloodstains on the back of her feet.

"Xiao Li, don't be like this, it's a big deal, I'll drink less wine in the future, but I still have to drink some." The man said weakly.

Luo Li's eyes were red, and there was a bruise under her eyes. She hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days, and she pointed at her father with her long fingernails and said fiercely: "I told you, don't call me Xiaoli. "

"Yes, yes, then Ah Li, do you have any money for me? Just drink another bottle." Luo Li's father, You, asked again unwillingly. For him, alcohol is the lifeblood. If the essence is paralyzed, he will be heartbroken and in pain.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...' An Ziqing, I hate you, I hate you You're dead."

"Mom..." Luo Li raised his head and glared at his father again, "You know how to drink. Mom was beaten to death, and she was beaten to death. Why don't you avenge her, and drink to cover up your pain and hatred."

And the man raised his head abruptly after hearing this, his eyes that had been muddy for more than ten years suddenly became very clear, he walked to Luo Li's side with heavy steps, then slapped her heavily and said: " She deserves to die."

(End of this chapter)