According to Du Zhaohui''s instructions, the Japanese doctor wanted to change Xia Ziyu''s face.
Hearing the request, it was clear that she was going to make her look like Xia Xiaolan.
Xia Ziyu knows that she doesn''t look like Xia Xiaolan at all. Xia Xiaolan is actually the appearance of the Liu family. She doesn''t know whether the current cosmetic technology can be achieved, but she looks like Xia Xiaolan. Doesn''t she want to live in each other''s shadow all her life?
Xia Ziyu begged for translation, repeatedly communicated with Japanese doctors, and finally persuaded Japanese doctors.
Japanese doctors looked as like as two peas of Du Zhaohui''s photos. They shook their heads. "It''s impossible to think alike. The technique of cosmetic surgery is better than natural carving. You are right. Everyone has different bone and physique."
Xia Xiaolan''s face and figure fit.
Xia Ziyu''s bones are different. The whole one will be very uncomfortable like Xia Xiaolan.
The Japanese doctor finally gave Xia Ziyu a jaw bone removal operation, narrowed the nose wing, raised the bridge of the nose, and dared not cut her double eyelid, because she has a scar constitution, and the knife edge of double eyelid can not be hidden, which will be very obvious in the future. However, Du Zhaohui asked the Japanese doctor to be so skilled that he tried to remove the scars left on her face.
"Half of a woman''s beauty depends on her innate appearance, and the other half depends on her maintenance and dress up the day after tomorrow."
Xia Ziyu deeply remembered the advice provided by Japanese doctors.
So she is now learning to dress up, learn to dance, and try to cover herself up from the sun, hoping for the adjustment the day after tomorrow.
Xia Ziyu couldn''t forget the pain of anesthetic failure after the operation.
Because she moved her jaw, she drank porridge for half a month.
She remembers all these hardships!
The prostitute who beat her leaned against the door and looked at her. It seemed that she had forgotten the holiday with Xia Ziyu and joked about her lazily:
"If you want men to like and never forget, you should not only be beautiful, but how about your Kung Fu in bed?"
The prostitute giggled, and Xia Ziyu swollen his face. "Will you teach me?"
The prostitute bah her, "why should I teach you -"
"I''ll pay you. Teach me!"
Xia Ziyu''s face did not change. The prostitute looked at her up and down. "Your pocket is cleaner than your face. How can you pay me?"
Xia Ziyu sneered, "thin Turtle was just arranged to look at me. Someone paid for my cosmetic surgery, taught me to dance and taught me to learn foreign languages. Do you think the payer has great expectations for me? After spending so much money on me, I have no money now. Will I have no money in the future? "
The prostitute was persuaded by Xia Ziyu.
"I believe you. You have a thick skin. You were born to do our business. You don''t have money now. When you officially enter the industry, you won''t be short of money."
Shame is something that cannot be measured.
Some women are forced to enter the industry. They are as calm and positive as Xia Ziyu, and they don''t often see a good relationship with thin turtles.
Unlike the warbler cabins on the side of the road like them, the people who train Xia Ziyu obviously want to train Xia Ziyu into a high-level social flower... The funny branches of the thin turtle are fluttering. The high-level social flower is elegant, but it is actually a high-level chicken.
Prostitutes are very happy to pull people into the industry and fall together:
"OK, I''ll teach you!"
Xia Ziyu''s hand under the table was clenched into a fist.
She changed her fate once.
If she hadn''t studied hard and been admitted to college, she would have stayed in the countryside and married.
God was unfair and told her to fall from a high place, which made Xia Xiaolan proud everywhere. She Xia Ziyu refused to admit defeat. Once she had a chance, she would seize the second chance!
Wang Guangping was transferred to the Party History Office. The Wang family couldn''t see it anymore. Wang Jianhua may not succeed.
When she arrived in Hong Kong, she had another chance.
Du Zhaohui threw her to Jiulong stronghold. It seems that he ignored her, but he spent so much energy on her, which proves that she is still useful!
Xia Ziyu''s heart also jumped when he thought of his changed face and the idea he gave Du Zhaohui.
She doesn''t have to guard Wang Jianhua and looks forward to Wang Jianhua''s future success.
She can find a successful man and directly pick ready-made fruits.
She must firmly seize the opportunity created by Du Zhaohui... When she turns over and stands on top of the crowd, she will retaliate with Du Zhaohui!
In the mirror, there was a smile on the swollen corners of his mouth.
People''s situation is really bad. Maybe bad things can turn into good things. She should have confidence. Don''t worry. Take your time. She used to be too anxious to lose to Xia Xiaolan.
……
Xia Xiaolan flew back to the capital.
At Shangdu railway station, Xia Dajun, holding light rain, just got off the train.
The train from Yangcheng to Shangdu takes more than 30 hours.
It''s not uncomfortable to sit in a sleeper all the way back. It''s just a long-distance bus ride. The light rain just pregnant can''t hide fatigue.
"Brother Dajun, shall we take a night off in Shangdu and go back to Anqing?"
Xiaoyu feels haggard and doesn''t look good.
Xia Dajun thought she was unwell and frightened. She must let Xiaoyu go to the hospital for examination. After the uproar, they found a hostel in Shangdu and settled down. The next day, they took a taxi back to Anqing.
From the provincial capital to Anqing County, Xia Dajun took a taxi all the way, and taxi drivers rarely met such rich guests.
I didn''t drive all the way to the countryside because the road to Dahe village was too bumpy. Xia Dajun could afford money, but Xiaoyu''s body couldn''t stand it. Xia Dajun wants to settle Xiaoyu in Anqing County guest house. Xia Dajun returns home alone to open a letter of introduction, but Xiaoyu refuses to say anything:
"Brother Dajun, I''m going to marry you, but I haven''t been to your hometown yet. I must go and have a look."
She''s not the woman Xia Dajun keeps out of sight. Why don''t we go back together?
These days, there is no Internet connection, and the ID card has just begun to be piloted. Without a letter of introduction, who knows whether he is single or not and whether he has committed the crime of bigamy.
Xia Dajun returned to the village with Xiaoyu and was caught by the village head of Dahe Village:
"The army is back. You''re back just in time. Your family hasn''t paid the retention money and public grain this year. What can you do?"
The land is distributed to farmers. The state does not care whether the land under your name is cultivated or not. As long as your registered permanent residence is in the countryside, you have to pay retention money, agricultural tax and public grain. This is why rural people desperately want to change their urban hukou. It''s easy for urban people not to pay these.
Even Xia Dajun''s registered permanent residence is still in Dahe village. He has land under his name and has to pay what should be paid.
Now Xia Changzheng and Zhang Cui are in prison. Except Xia Ziyu, who fled, all the other Xia family live in Pengcheng. The village head won''t let go when he catches a Xia Dajun. He not only has to pay his share, but also has to pay for the Xia family!
No matter how high Xia Dajun''s income is, it doesn''t add up to a small sum of money.
Xiaoyu followed behind without saying anything. Xia Dajun frowned and gave the money. He had to ask the village head to convert the public food of the whole family into money.
Given Qian, Xia Dajun is also very impressed. Xiaoyu is right. They should find a way to get Pengcheng hukou. With urban hukou, they don''t have to pay these money!
"Village head, I came back this time to open the marriage certificate."
The head of Dahe village held the money and looked at the young woman behind Xia Dajun, "OK, OK, this is your new daughter-in-law?"
After sweeping Xiaoyu''s young and bright face, the village head couldn''t help scolding: shit, isn''t Xia Dajun really mentally retarded?