Fu Ziya sighed, but she didn't expect that the child would be the last straw for her.
Even her own son will despise her, so who can she expect to love her?
"Well, I can help you heal your face, but it will take a little longer. If you are still young, don't seek life and death. You only have one life, and we should all live for ourselves. You just gave up. , Don’t you think it’s a pity? As for your child, I think your child is still young and it will be fine when he grows up.”
When the hanged woman who was still crying in pain heard her say this, she immediately stopped crying, looked at her with tears in her eyes, and asked doubtfully: "Are you telling the truth? I have seen this face a lot. Doctors, they all said they couldn’t help me.”
Under her gaze, Fu Ziya nodded firmly: "It's true. I don't need to lie to you, right? You stand up first. Wipe away your tears."
The hanged woman stood up immediately, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and wiped her tears randomly.
Then she looked at Fu Ziya eagerly. She especially wanted to know how she would help her heal her scar.
Just when Fu Ziya was wiping her tears, she took out a bottle of scar removal cream developed by their company in her previous life.
Fortunately, I have some products at home, otherwise it would be really difficult to make them with current technology.
This scar removal cream is added with spiritual spring water, so the effect is particularly remarkable.
"This is a scar removal ointment. Apply it evenly every morning and evening. The scars on your face will fade in half a month, and they will be healed in half a year."
The hanged woman solemnly took the bottle in her hand, looked at it carefully, opened it and smelled it. She had never seen such exquisite workmanship and such good-smelling plaster in her life.
It looked like something good, and there was a hint of expectation in her heart.
When she heard that the treatment would be effective in half a month and that she would be cured in half a year, she was extremely excited.
"Is there really such a miraculous effect?" She didn't dare to hold out too much hope. After all, she had scars on her face. She had gone to various famous doctors and they all said there was nothing they could do.
There was such a young girl in front of me, and I met her accidentally.
Fu Ziya smiled: "You'll know if you try it? If it doesn't work after half a month, you can continue to seek death. If you continue to seek death after half a month, you won't be able to meet me."
The hanged woman carefully put away the ointment. She tidied up her appearance a little and saluted Fu Zi seriously:
"Thank you. No matter how effective this medicine is, I appreciate your great kindness today. I am from the Fang family in the county. If you don't mind, just call me Sister Fang."
The Fang family in the county, is it the Fang family, the richest man in the county?
Such a coincidence?
Qingqing, a person who traveled so far specifically to seek death, was met by her specifically.
Is there anything more bloody than this in the world?
Fu Ziya just nodded, and after being polite to her, she wanted to leave.
After all, she is not an acquaintance, nor does she feel the need to flatter her just because she is from the Fang family.
"Wait..." Sister Fang didn't expect that this person was not surprised at all when she heard that she was from the Fang family, so she wanted to leave.
Doesn't she know that the Fang family is the richest man in the county?
The threshold of needing to curry favor with their family is crossed every day.
Maybe this is the countryside and it's normal for her not to know the Fang family.
She only thought that Fu Ziya was just a country boy with relatively short knowledge.
She took out a 50-tael banknote from her purse and stuffed it into Fu Ziya's hand: "This is the medicine money. If this medicine is really effective, where should I find you?"
Fu Ziya glanced at the banknote in his hand and moved his mouth, but still did not refuse the offer of pie in the sky. Of course, the more money, the better.
She hurriedly collected the banknotes and said: "Half a month later, at ten o'clock in the morning, we will meet again here, but you must keep it secret. I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble."
Sister Fang nodded seriously, "Don't worry, I won't keep it a secret."
Fu Ziya said goodbye to her and left carrying the bamboo basket.
Sister Fang looked at the retreating figure, feeling very excited. Could this person be her salvation?
Fu Ziya looked at the time and saw that it was already ten o'clock to the west, because Sister Fang wasted her time to go back again.
But I got another sum of money, and I felt so happy that I walked much more briskly.
After walking west for about ten minutes, we saw the head of the village.
When no one is paying attention,
She hurriedly took out 2 pounds of hind leg pork, 10 pounds of polished rice, 10 pounds of flour, a chicken, a pound of apples, a pound of oranges, 5 pounds of eggs, and a pound each of melon seeds and peanut maltose.
No amount of bamboo baskets can hold it.
Since she is now becoming more and more proficient in mastering space, she can control the space as she pleases and let them process and package it themselves.
This is also the wonderful thing about Goldfinger.
In her previous life, she needed to find someone to deal with it.
Because it was packed with stuff, it started to feel heavy on my shoulders.
She was not as relaxed as before.
Fortunately, we arrived at the doorstep soon.
There are still many farmers working in the fields, and spring is the season of sowing.
The whole year begins with spring. For people in this era, the harvest in the fields is their entire source of livelihood.
This was Fu Ziya's second day in Taohua Village. He didn't know anyone, so he just walked home quickly.
Along the way, I heard a lot of voices talking about her:
【Whose family does this girl belong to? Why haven't you seen it before? 】
【This girl is so handsome. When did such a beautiful beauty come to our countryside? 】
【is not that right? Look at us and look at other people's skin. It's so tender that you can pinch it with your hands. 】
【I don’t know how she takes care of herself. If I look like her, my family will definitely be reluctant to let me do farm work. 】
【Hey, don’t think about it. This person looks like a wealthy lady and was brought up. What's the use of being pretty in the countryside? You still have to be able to work. 】
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Fu Ziya: "·········"
What she wants to say is that being beautiful is a kind of capital. Besides, not only am I beautiful, I can also make money.
This is not something you can imagine.
But why should she be acquainted with them?
All wealth comes from one's own cognition. This is really true.
All they know is the one-third of an acre.
How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?
