A person descended from heaven + the cherished darling of the ancestors + a cunning young lord + a winding and interesting plot = Little Goddess of Fortune, Yi Yami.
He appears to be a profli...
Just when the two thought they could take a break, a door rushed towards them from a distance and stopped just in front of them.
It was a red door.
Yi Yami and Gu Beijian looked at each other, which might be anger.
The two were a little nervous, not knowing what was behind the door, but they took a deep breath, held hands, and pushed open the red door with their other two hands.
Still, the two people are still transparent this time.
The picture shows a couple. Before they were together, the man said to the woman, "Afang, I'm telling you, you're the only woman in my life. I won't be tempted by any other woman. If I do, I'll die a miserable death!"
The woman reached out to cover his mouth, "Hey, don't say that."
The two got married, and their first days were sweet and sticky.
As time went by, the woman was bothered by trivial matters, and her face had more wrinkles. She was not as reasonable or considerate as before. Many times, no one listened to her or listened carefully. At this time, the woman was filled with anger, and the anger surged into her heart and turned into a loud noise, "You two, how many times have I told you that if the oil bottle falls, you have to pick it up. Is this family mine alone? How many times have I told you that after you go to the toilet, you have to flush it in time. If you don't, are you going to eat it?!" The woman's angry voice hid a lot of disappointment and dissatisfaction.
The two men were the woman's husband and her son.
They all turned a blind eye, or if they heard, they just responded softly.
The woman was angry, but helpless. It was probably hopeless to rely on these two people. She went to pick up the oil bottle herself and resignedly flushed the toilet to one side. Because it had not been flushed for a long time, some of the toilet had dried up and stuck to the bottom. The woman had no choice but to find a long-handled tool and scrub the dry place hard.
As time passed, the man had a lot of money and his son had grown up.
When the woman thought she could take a break, the man came back with a young and beautiful woman.
"Husband, who is she?" The woman looked at the man and the young and beautiful woman in disappointment and disbelief.
"From now on, she will be the new mistress of this house. You have to call her Madam. Do you understand?" The man happily introduced this young and beautiful woman.
The young and beautiful woman snuggled coquettishly in the man's arms.
The woman sneered, "She is the new mistress of this family, but what about me, the old mistress?"
"What kind of hostess are you? You are unkempt and smell bad every day. If you haven't made a fortune in all these years, I really don't want to live with you!" The man said with disgust.
"Oh, I'm unkempt and smelly. Who am I doing this for? I'm doing this for this family. Have you ever considered my feelings? Have you ever cared about my feelings? Have you ever cared about our son's feelings?" The woman asked angrily.
"Son? Oh, you don't know yet, my son has long disliked you for the way you are, and thinks you are not worthy of being his mother. He was the one who introduced this woman to me. He said this woman is good, gentle, generous, and beautiful. Unlike you, who is so irritable, so prone to anger, and old and ugly!" The man laughed.
The woman's anger reached its peak. In her hand, she was still holding the long-handled brush she had prepared to use to clean the toilet. With her anger rising, she dipped the long-handled brush into the feces that hadn't been flushed away, and threw it at the two people. "Well, since you can't stand the stench, then you'll turn into shit!"
The woman used a long-handled brush to pick up the smelly, black feces, which splashed everywhere. The man and the young and beautiful woman were so scared that they jumped up on the spot.
"Hahahahahahahaha, didn't you say I stink? Is it me who wants to stink? Is it my shit?" The woman danced with the brush vigorously.
The man and the new woman dodged everywhere, but were still splashed with feces all over their faces and bodies.
Although Yi Yami and Gu Beijian were transparent, they still saw that the situation was not right. Gu Beijian immediately picked up Yi Yami and flew to the roof.
The whole yard was covered in feces, and the woman was laughing.
Both the man and the new woman were covered in feces. They felt like vomiting when they looked at each other.
The man and woman's son came back and when he opened the gate, he saw feces all over the floor and two people shivering in the corner.
Looking at his crazy mother, he frowned and said, "Don't be crazy. You have been decent all your life. Why do you do something like this that makes the neighbors laugh at you when you are old?"
"Oh, you're back from peeing?" The woman laughed crazily and greeted her son.
"Mom, what are you talking about? I'm your son!" The son looked at his mother in disbelief that she would call him "pee".
"Oh, am I wrong? Your father is a piece of shit, and you are his son, so isn't that pee?" The woman pointed at the man shivering in the corner and said.
"Mom, even though you're angry that Dad brought a new mom back, isn't it bad for you to spread manure all over the yard? Isn't it decent?" the son tried to persuade her.
"Dignity? What dignity? Are you decent? Who do you think gave you dignity? It was me, your parents!" The woman questioned her son.
"For so many years, I have worked like a slave for your family, and you guys say I am smelly and old. It's really a big joke!" The woman looked at her son with vicious eyes. Although it was vicious, it was more of disappointment, unwillingness and regret.
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