Open life and be forced to become a good person

Chapter 21 Song Bao
After Song Yuan said this, he wanted to bypass them and enter the house.

But her arm was grabbed by Song Hui who didn't know when she woke up.

"Sister Song Yuan, help me."

Song Yuan: "..."

Living in this village for so long, this is the first time she heard Song Hye call her sister.

Song Hui, like her brother, belongs to the kind of dog who sees people as inferior, and usually treats her with indifference and cynicism.

"You can help that scumbag Song Dashan, and you will definitely be willing to help me, right?"

"I'm not helping that scumbag Song Dashan, the person I really want to help is that female ghost named Yuying!"

"Then you should help Song Bao too. We are all from the same village. You also met her when she was young."

"Of course I want to help her, but I don't know if you are willing to tell the truth."

"Of course I'm telling the truth." Song Hui bowed her head guiltily after being looked at by Song Yuan.

She is a little scared.

If my uncle knew the truth about this matter, then my uncle would definitely not talk to her again.

Song Zhi is the person who understands Song Hye best.

Seeing Song Hui's guilty face, the previous speculation faintly resurfaced in his mind.

He pinched his nose and felt a little pain in his head.

"Let's go home first! Let's discuss something after we go home."

"elder brother--"

Song Hui looked at Song Yuan hesitantly.

The way Song Yuan talked with the female ghost just now made her feel that she was very reliable.

Her brother can't even see ghosts, so he probably can't help her?
"Listen to me, go back first." Song Zhi forced her to walk home.

Song Hui could only keep up.

It's just that she just took two steps when she felt a heavy weight on her shoulders, and Song Bao stuck to it again.

"Sister Hui, we are going home."

Looking at the little hand stretched out in front of her, Song Hui's feet began to tremble again.

This hand was still not very secure, and kept touching her face.

"Little flower jacket, pat the ball, and pat it to the side of the tree—"

This is the jingle she casually taught her back then——

"Is she—Song Bao still following you?"

"She's still following." Song Hui nodded, "She's been lying on my shoulder the whole time." Song Hui's voice sounded a little crying.

"What's going on here?" Back home, Song Zhi dragged Song Hui back to his room and asked softly.

"Brother, this matter is all my fault, I did something wrong, but I really know I was wrong, please help me!"

"what is the problem!"

"That was five years ago—"

Song Hui wiped away her tears and said in a low voice——

The conditions in Song Hui's family are not very good.

All the men in the family went out to work, leaving behind a group of children.

The big one takes the small one, and the small one takes the small one.Song Bao is the youngest in this group of children.But her father was the most capable of them all.

Every time I came back, I gave them big and small bags.

So they all like to take care of Song Bao.

After all, those who take care of her can get more things.

Among so many brothers and sisters, Song Bao likes Song Hui the most.

Because Song Hui can draw, Song Bao likes to stick to Song Hui just because of this skill.

No matter where Song Hui goes, she will follow.

At the beginning, Song Hui was very happy, especially, every time my uncle came back, she received the most gifts.

Beautiful dresses, skirts, and shoes made her the envy of everyone.

"I really liked Xiaobao at that time."

Song Hui cried so much that her eyes were watery, and her beautiful eyes were swollen.

When did her mood begin to change?
It was Song Bao who became more and more clingy to her.

Every step she takes, she follows.

Even when she goes to play with her classmates, she has to follow.

At that time, many classmates laughed at her.

"Your sister is like your bodyguard."

"With a child, it's not convenient for us to play!"

"That's it."

"Would you like to put her at home first!"

"She is very clingy to me, except when she is in school, she can't leave me." Song Hui said awkwardly.

"You're not her mother—"

"Oh, don't embarrass her."

"Please, her uncle bought everything on her body, how dare she offend this brat."

"But—how can we play there then?"

"Then it's fine if we don't take Song Hui with us, let her go back and take the child."

"Song Hui is like a nanny."

"It's not—"

A group of people laughed loudly.

Song Hui's face flushed with laughter.

After they left, she complained about Song Bao.

It's just that Song Bao is young and naive.

Song Hui scolded her, but she still smiled at Song Hui.

After this happened several times, everyone in Song Hui's class knew that Song Hui was like a nanny who had to take care of the children in her spare time.

Song Hui finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Can you stop following me—"

"Sister, baby likes sister—" Although Song Bao was young, he could feel Song Hui's displeasure.

On that day, Song Hui was finally able to go out and play alone.

What she didn't know was that she had just gone out on her front foot, and Song Bao followed her out on her back foot.

When Song Hui came back from having fun, she saw a man pushing the young Song Bao into the water.

Song Bao struggled and kept calling her name.

She dared not go out.

This man is a lunatic, if she goes out, he will definitely attack her too.

she can't go out—

What's more, if Song Bao is gone, will she be free——

Thinking of this, Song Hui, who originally wanted to sneak up and call for someone, immediately covered her mouth and hid secretly.

When Song Bao was motionless, she ran secretly to the village.

While running, shouting.

Moreover, she deliberately fell twice, making herself look miserable.She also pinched her own neck hard, making that part of her neck bruised and purple.

"Someone hit Song Bao."

she cried out horribly.

"I can't beat him—" She cried so hard that everyone believed her words.

"where is it?"

"On the other side of the river." Song Hui shouted, "That person, that person is a lunatic, a lunatic, cough cough—"

"Let's go quickly—" Many people in the village rushed over.

When they passed, this person was still there.

He was pressing Song Bao into the water one by one.

Song Bao was motionless, he had already lost his breath——

Song Hui rushed over, crying so hard that she couldn't make a sound.

He even jumped up and beat the man.

"Baby, baby—"

She cried so terribly that her whole body was convulsed from crying.

Unseen by everyone, a small white shadow floated up from Song Bao's body and gently lay on Song Hui's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)