Chapter 445 A Life of Wealth, A Life of a Beggar



“My husband has almost gone blind this year. He is in poor health. I know everything. You can ask him anything you want.”

After settling Bo Lai in, Yang Juan sat down next to him and looked at Blind Lin and Su Tiantian before speaking.

Their room contained nothing but trash and this bed.

She had said from the beginning that there was nowhere to put your feet inside, and naturally there were no clean stools for them to sit on.

The dirty space on the bed was just big enough for her and her husband to lie down.

"Please tell me your birth dates and times."

Lin the Blind spoke directly.

"My husband was born at midnight on May 14, 1938, and I was born at noon on March 17, 1940."

Yang Juan fluently recited her and her husband's birth dates and times.

This birth date and time have been told to countless people.

It doesn't matter if it happens one more time.

It won't matter if they find out.

After learning the couple's birth dates and times, Blind Lin began to make calculations.

The two people's birth charts are compatible, indicating an extremely harmonious marital relationship.

However, their union was fraught with difficulties and setbacks.

Their only daughter was lost when she was three years old. Now, twenty years have passed, and both of them are nearing the end of their lives.

The more Lin the Blind Man calculated, the more shocked he became.

Bo Lai's fate is so complicated, probably because of his family.

Yang Juan's fate was influenced by Bo Lai.

It's like a tree and a vine growing together. The vine twines around the tree and grows; when the tree dies, the vine withers. When the tree is thriving and its branches and leaves are lush, the vine also grows vigorously towards the sun.

The two refused to separate, their destinies becoming one; they would share both glory and ruin.

Their children's palace is filled with dark energy resembling the character for "prisoner," which means that their children are trapped and unable to be free. The dim light is a sign that it will soon be extinguished.

Their daughter is also dying.

Not only their daughter, but Bo Lai and Yang Juan also had death energy in their destiny palaces, and their lifespans were also coming to an end.

“Your daughter is still alive, but she’s not far from death. She’s trapped here. If you can’t rescue her soon, it will all be over…”

Lin the Blind Man spoke the truth.

Bo Baozhu's fate was closely linked to that of the couple. They wouldn't last more than a few days; once they died, Bo Baozhu would also die.

"Where is our daughter trapped? Where are we supposed to go to rescue her?"

Yang Juan asked blankly.

Bo Lai didn't react; he just listened quietly.

"Your destiny chart indicates that your daughter is at home."

"She's not here; she should be in your old house."

Lin the Blind answered Yang Juan's question, and that was indeed the case.

According to the couple's birth charts, there was no indication of separation from their spouses, so Bo Baozhu did not get lost and remained at home.

This garbage dump was clearly not the home that trapped her; Bo Baozhu could only be in the old house, Bo Lai's hometown.

"You two are liars, liars..."

Yang Juan's eyes flashed with hatred as she stared at Blind Lin and Su Tiantian, tears streaming down her face.

Scammers, scammers again.

Bo Lai's cloudy eyes revealed sorrow, and he lowered his head in despair.

Lin the Blind frowned and said, "We're not liars..."

He said everything was calculated based on the couple's birth charts, and the course of their destinies was already clear.

"You should leave, you should go..."

Yang Juan was in tears, her heart filled with despair.

She waved her hand, turned around, and buried her face in Bo Lai's emaciated body, sobbing and weeping.

Bo Lai reached out and gently patted her back.

The couple didn't speak, but sorrow had already filled the entire house.

Su Tiantian squeezed Lin Xiazi's hand, then let go of it.

Su Tiantian walked to the bedside, reached out and grabbed Yang Juan's hand, saying, "Auntie, don't be sad. This time we will definitely find your daughter."

Su Tiantian thought she would have to work hard to gain Yang Juan and Bo Lai's trust, but once she touched them, she was overwhelmed by the surging, intense pain.

Those were the painful memories that Yang Juan and Bo Lai shared throughout their lives.

It was so painful, so painful that it couldn't be buried deep in my heart; it was constantly overflowing, yet it just wouldn't dissipate.

Yang Juan was compared to her parents and younger sister from a young age.

Yang's mother said, "You're no match for your sister. You started biting me when you were only six months old. You're an ungrateful brat who can't be raised. Unlike your sister, who never bit me once until she was two years old. Every time she drinks, she gives me a grateful smile..."

"How can you be so clumsy? You're three years old and still can't start a fire, unlike your little sister, who at three years old already knows how hard her mother works by massaging my back..."

"You ungrateful wretch, you can't do anything right and you're useless, unlike your sister, who always finds someone who is educated and successful."

"Your sister was born a phoenix, destined to be paired with a dragon's offspring. You, a pheasant, are fit to be paired with a stinking rat from the gutter. I only ask that if you have any filial piety, you just don't come to my doorstep and get in my way when you're looking for a husband..."

"You worthless wretch, you lowly brat! I knew you were unlucky. I never had a good dream since I was pregnant with you. Sure enough, you're destined to be lowly for life... and the lowly child you gave birth to will also be lowly..."

Yang Juan's bitter memories filled Su Tiantian's chest; this was how she married Bo Lai.

Her younger sister, Yang Xiu, was the real phoenix in her mother's eyes, and she married Bo En.

Two women married two brothers.

One is a phoenix, fortunate enough to become the wife of a high-ranking official.

One person is worse off than a beggar, suffering from family misfortune and barely surviving.

Bo Lai's memories were similar to Yang Juan's.

Since birth, Bo Lai has never received a smile from his mother.

Bo's mother said, "You debt collector, you were born to be a debt collector, a good-for-nothing, a useless thing, why didn't you die sooner?"

"Trash! You can't even feed pigs properly, yet you expect to eat! You only deserve to eat pig swill!"

"Your younger brother is exceptionally intelligent and will bring honor to the family in the future. Only he deserves to eat meat and drink soup. How dare you glare at me? Believe me, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

"Someone like you is only good enough for that lowly scum. It's already a miracle we even got you a wife. Do you think you're some kind of little brother? A toad daring to dream of marrying a swan? Keep dreaming..."

"You lowly trash, your whole family are lowly trash, get out of my sight, don't get in my way, get the hell out..."

Bo Lai's memories were equally bitter. The couple's fates were so similar that they were the only lifelines they could rely on for warmth and comfort in this cold world.

Therefore, their destinies were intertwined, and even their daughter was influenced and became intertwined with them.

After Bo Baozhu went missing, their memories converged into a rope, which was full of bitter fruit.

They made a living guarding the garbage dump. For the past twenty years since their daughter went missing, they have encountered a traveling Taoist priest. After begging for a meal from them, the priest sighed and said, "You two are truly unfortunate. Your daughter has been kidnapped and cries out every night, begging her parents to come and save her."

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