Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

Cui Jian sold all his property and searched the world for Cui Huanxin. Many years later, he passed by a garbage dump and found a naked, unrecognizable corpse there.

Cui Jian knelt on the ground and cried loudly. How could he have been wrong? This was the daughter he had been looking for for many years.

Even though the body was disfigured, with spots and scars all over its body, he still recognized it. His daughter's eyes were naturally slightly upturned, and her ears were different sizes, one with an oval earlobe and the other more round. One had a small mole, the other had none.

Cui Jian reported the case to the police and after extensive investigations, they were able to extract fingerprints and saliva from the body, as well as body fluids from the body, and successfully capture the man.

Cui Jian found two familiar people inside. He had suspected them back then. His daughter came home and said that two people had been harassing her and she was very scared.

He just didn't go to pick up his child for one day, but he didn't expect that he would die forever.

Cui Jian rushed forward and beat the murderer, wailing miserably. He was knocked to the ground, exhausted, wailing in despair, with tears running dry and his heart broken. After falling to the ground, he never got up again.

He didn't have time to see the murderer's end, nor did he have time to collect his daughter's body. He died just like that.

After receiving the plot, Ding Yi let out a long sigh, which puzzled the people around him.

The story is very long, it is someone's entire life, but when told it is very short, so short that only a few minutes have passed.

When the next show started, Ding Yi saw his daughter winking at him mischievously.

Cui Huanxin was wearing a well-fitting dress that outlined her slender figure. She was on the stage giving congratulatory remarks and introducing the next program.

This was Cui Huanxin's freshman welcome party. Originally, Cui Huanxin had nothing to do with it, but because of her overly beautiful face, she was pulled onto the stage and became a host.

Cui Huanxin was calm and confident, not at all stage-frightened.

The old father was very pleased. He looked up and saw that no one around him could compare to him, and no one on the stage could compare to his daughter.

Ding Yi was like a psychopath. He took the hand of the person next to him and proudly introduced her: "See? That's my daughter."

That face was carefully sculpted by the Creator and was definitely not a mud spot created by a whip.

The people around him looked at him suspiciously, and he moved his butt silently, without even looking at his old face, wondering if he could give birth.

After the party, Cui Huanxin changed her clothes and happily rushed towards Ding Yi.

"dad!"

Ding Yi patted her shoulder and said proudly, "My daughter is awesome. She really makes dad proud."

Don't think she can't see it, the group of parents around him are looking at him like an old pervert.

"Dad is awesome, that's why he gave birth to such an awesome little kid like me."

The two of them were bragging about their business. People around them began to get suspicious, their eyes quickly shifting from Ding Yi to Cui Huanxin.

They are father and daughter, and they didn’t do it, so who are they trying to fool?

They don't look alike at all. They didn't believe the paternity test. The parents who watched began to doubt whether the stinky boy at home could get into school with such a pretty classmate.

Never mind, I’ll go back and beat them up tonight. It’s their fault for not being as good-looking as others.

Faced with such a face, they were also worried that they could learn from it. After all, everyone loves beauty. Is it possible that the little brat cannot see beauty?

Being beaten from all sides, these students were both in pain and happy.

Ding Yi and Cui Huanxin returned to their house near the school. It had one bedroom and two living rooms, and the living room was narrow. Cui Jian gave the largest bedroom to his daughter and lived in the small bedroom, which was just big enough for a bed.

An extra desk can be placed in the large bedroom so that my daughter can do her homework conveniently.

Cui Jian found a job in the county town, leaving home early and leaving late, with low pay. In his spare time, Cui Jian would do odd jobs everywhere to earn more money to support his daughter.

As soon as Ding Yi arrived, he stopped his odd jobs. He had to think about what he could do to protect this beautiful flower.

Beauty cannot be seen alone.

In the evening, Ding Yi was playing with his phone in the living room, while Cui Huanxin was doing homework in her room. Ding Yi looked at the time and heated a cup of milk and brought it in.

The soft light shines on the girl's perfect profile. Although she has just gone through military training and her skin is not that fair, it is undeniable that Cui Huanxin is a girl who is fascinating to watch.

"It's late. Drink a glass of milk and go to bed early."

"Dad, there's still a little more."

Ding Yi looked at the densely packed formulas on the draft paper and became interested.

"Don't worry. Learning doesn't happen overnight. If you don't understand something, ask dad. Your dad graduated from a university after all."

Cui Huanxin raised her head and said mischievously, "Dad, don't brag. I heard from grandma that you didn't study well back then and only passed the junior college entrance examination. As a result, a year later, the junior college was upgraded to a bachelor's degree. Two years later, the school merged and was merged into a key university. Dad, you didn't study well back then, you were just lucky."

Ding Yi shook his head and smiled, "Don't listen to your grandma's nonsense. I just failed the exam, but I'm quite capable. If you don't believe me, test me."

Cui Huanxin casually asked a physics question. She was good at physics, but her Chinese and English were very poor. The Chinese teacher asked her what the central idea was, what the author thought, what he expressed, and what she thought. How could she know what the author thought? The teacher did not accept her opinion.

It was clearly just an ordinary paragraph, but she was asked to say it one by one, and then to summarize it. She really didn't know that dozens of Chinese characters could have so many meanings, which worried her to death.

English is even more about subject, predicate and object, progressive tense, high-scoring sentences, reading comprehension, and grammatical word order.

Let her go, she knows nothing.

It’s not like mathematics and physics, where one is one and two is two.

The question is clearly about what the readers think of when they see this passage, but there is a standard answer.

Other people's answers were very remarkable, but her answers were all marked with red crosses.

Cui Huanxin took the question and asked Ding Yi. After all, for questions of this nature, if you know it, you know it, and if you don’t know it, you don’t know it. He didn’t even know which formula to use, so the only way out was to solve the problem with the characters.

Ding Yi took the question and flipped through the book. It was child's play. How could it be difficult for him? He was a man who could not be defeated by the torture of devilish training.

Pick up the pen and write down the correct steps to solve the problem on paper, all in one go without pausing, and finally write down the correct answer.

"Ah, Dad," Cui Huanxin exclaimed, "You are doing mental arithmetic."

Cui Huanxin couldn't wait to look at the answer and found that it was exactly the same as the one on the paper. He took the draft paper and started to calculate, and the steps were exactly the same.

The eyes of admiration were fixed on Ding Yi, shining brightly. Ding Yi slightly raised her head. The old father was so proud. The look in his daughter's eyes would not be exchanged for anything.

The father and daughter were having a great time. Cui Huanxin took advantage of the situation and asked one question after another, which Ding Yi answered perfectly.

Seeing that it was getting late, Cui Huanxin was still not satisfied, so Ding Yi urged her to wash up and go to bed as she had to get up early the next day.

From that day on, Ding Yi thought about making money while tutoring Cui Huanxin.

It’s not impossible to be without money, but not Cui Huanxin. Cui Huanxin’s charm needs the protection of power and money.