What use do I want in this troubled world

Chapter 7 Rebirth
The young girl stands in the wild forest, her thick hair is tied up in a simple bun, revealing a complete oval face, her eyes are upturned, and her black and white pupils are as calm as water.

In my heart, I was frantically complaining about myself:

Shouldn't I, Temiao, not go out, and honestly stay at home and embroider?
The day before when I went out, I ran into someone who time-traveled, and the next day, when I went out, I bumped into someone who was born again. Is this the rhythm of one day?
She has a psychological shadow all over her!

"It's Chunxi, what are you doing in such a panic?" Xu Wenfeng calmed down, and said in a bad tone, "I'm scared to death, are you okay? Don't rely on me, you bumped into it yourself."

"I don't blame you, it's fine, just a little dizzy, just take a rest." Chunxi closed her eyes.

As someone who has experienced it, she guessed that she was probably reminiscing about her previous life. Xu Wenfeng snorted, pretending to be upset, turned his back and started digging her Yuzhu.

Oh, fucked up world!
A quarter of an hour later, Chunxi stood behind her, and asked with a questioning face, "Why did you come to such a remote place? Aren't you afraid of wolves in the mountains?"

Xu Wenfeng asked back without turning his head: "Aren't you too?"

How can you be reborn if I don't come, depressed.

There is an intuition in the dark that Wu Manguan's time travel and Chunxi's rebirth probably have something to do with him, maybe it's the ghost of her family's useless golden finger.

Chunxi paused for a moment, then said calmly, "I'm lost."

Xu Wenfeng followed her words and explained: "I dug for herbs and came here without knowing it."

"Well, you're busy, I'm going back to the village first." When turning around, Chunxi glanced lightly at Xu Wenfeng.

That look was full of vicissitudes of the world, with complicated and deep emotions, which were not the emotions that a little girl should have at all.

Xu Wenfeng tilted his head, watching Chunxi leave.

Different from Wu Manguan's loneliness and sadness, Chunxi's straight back seems to be burning with a cluster of revenge flames, full of fighting spirit, and walks like a breeze.

Chunxi, the Zhao family. Xu Wenfeng frowned, gathering the memories about the Zhao family and sorting out the context.

After sorting it out, it turns out that the Zhao family is a hundred times worse than the Xu family.

Black heart's grandma, uncle of gambling ghosts, father Zhao Youcai is an old pervert, a scumbag.

Bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods gather together, the Zhao family really exists like a dragon's pool and a tiger's lair, able to chew up human bones, leaving no dregs left. Chunxi's end is probably beyond tragic.

Chunxi's mother, Shen Qingmei, is even more difficult to explain in words, a typical heroine of bitter love.

Very self-sacrificing, self-moving, and self-sacrificing spirit, in addition to this, he also cares about his own reputation.

There have been rumors in the village for a long time that Zhao Youcai and the Widow Sun at the end of the village were ambiguous. During the escape, the Widow Sun actually "cloned" and became pregnant!
After she was pregnant, Zhao Youcai behaved abnormally and took good care of the widow grandson.

Not only that, but they also ordered their wives and daughters to serve the widow grandson as if they were the main house, and all kinds of things settled the relationship between them.

Under such a difficult environment, it is amazing to have the mind to do such a thing, Xu Wenfeng admires it.

Talented, it lives up to his name.

Later, the widow grandson gave birth to a son, and after giving birth, she collapsed and passed away. Shen Qingmei regarded the youngest son left by the widow grandson as her own, as her lifeblood.

It doesn't matter if my mother's love is too much, I have to drag Chunxi to jump into the fire pit together, and constantly squeeze my own daughter to show my noble and generous qualities.

The false Madonna of substantial generosity.

Such a mother at Chunxi's booth is really hard.

After digging out the Polygonatum odoratum, Xu Wenfeng returned to the village in low spirits, listening to all directions and watching all directions, carefully avoiding people, for fear of triggering some strange things.

Shun Shun Dang was about to get home, Xu Wenfeng didn't let out his breath, and saw Wu Manguan dying in a fancy way near the well.

Twisting, ah, wrestling.

Head bang bang bang bang, ah, starry eyes.

Choking my neck, ah, I can't breathe.

Xu Wenfeng: "."

Could it be that he planned to commit suicide at the place he crossed, in a delusional attempt to get a return ticket?

After a little hesitation, Xu Wenfeng walked close to the ditch on the side of the road, there was no other way, it was the only way to go home.

Until tiptoeing past, Wu Manguan was still immersing himself in tossing around, Xu Wenfeng couldn't stand it anymore, and pointed out: "Well, why don't you try the well in front, it's quite deep."

Isn't it better to keep it in place at one time than you are jumping around here?

In one sentence, Wu Manguan's emotions were incoherent.

The tragic and desperate atmosphere was completely destroyed at once.

Wu Manguan sat on the ground discouraged and groaned.

Suicide requires a lot of courage, and it requires a heart to die. Once discouraged, it is difficult to muster courage.

After saying that, Xu Wenfeng Shi Shiran left, leaving behind a lofty back that hides his achievements and fame.The actual age of this baby should not be old, the child's heart.

Wu Manguan: "???"

I always feel that this village girl is unusual, and I can't say that she is unusual.

At dusk, the setting sun is like blood.

The little treasure of the Zhao family woke up and made noise, Shen Qingmei was busy in the kitchen, unable to get away, she poked her head out to Chunxi outside and said, "Xi'er, your brother is awake, hurry up and hug him down, he must be hungry. Already, you pour a bowl of egg water to cushion him."

Chunxi sat by the firewood pile, blowing the slightly cold spring wind in a daze.

"Xi'er, Xi'er!" Shen Qingmei called repeatedly, louder than louder.

But let her be called endlessly, Chunxi seems to have never heard of it.

After a while the mother heard that it was time to curse again, Shen Qingmei had no choice but to wipe her hands and enter the room to coax her heart and soul.

The girl went to the mountains, and when she came back, she was as if possessed by an evil spirit. The yard was not cleaned, and she ignored people who told her to light a fire.

She is completely different from the diligent and hard-working Chunxi in the past.

Chunxi sneered silently when she heard soft voices coaxing the children and the giggling of the little villains from the main room.

On the other side, when Xu Wenfeng came home, he stood at the door and paused for a moment. The room next door was quiet, yes, it's going to be busy, and he can't wait to break it into three pieces by himself.

So it can be clean for a while.

(End of this chapter)