Don't run away, lady: pick up a witch to farm

Chapter 201 If
And when they met again eight years later, Yuan Yi could no longer suppress the poison in his body, so he took a bag of things and handed it to the abbot, and left again after fulfilling the three promises made by the abbot.

The abbot spoke plainly, with no fluctuations in his tone, but Feng Qingchen burst into tears, and big drops of tears fell on the back of Feng Qingchen's own hands. Raised hands to swear that Feng Qingchen's heart is not at peace.

"The almsgiver will rest here today, and I will have someone bring you a vegetarian meal later. Oh Mitofo." The old abbot stood up, walked out, and closed the door very considerately.

As soon as the old abbot left, Feng Qingchen gave herself two big-eared melon seeds without thinking, and then covered her face with her hands, tears flowed from between her fingers like a stream.

It turned out that the person who killed my mother was me, myself, if it wasn't because of me, then my mother must be living well now, maybe I have found someone who treats her well, loves her and pets her, and doesn't mind her identity With the things that happened to her before, maybe there will be one or several healthy children, and then they will live a happy life with harmony and beauty.

But because of her own existence, mother left her life to herself, demanding herself harshly for those bad people who she didn't know would hurt her. It can make myself stronger, and I would rather hate her than be hit and helpless when I grow up.

What have I done? If I hadn't been so cowardly and self-willed crying in the rain at the beginning, but got up strong and persisted, then I would not have misunderstood my mother, and then I would have found that my mother was wrong. Silently waiting for myself not far away.

If at the beginning, I wasn't so conceited and arrogant, and shouted at my mother that I don't need you to care anymore, then the situation would not be so bad, and I could get along more than my mother from time to time.

If I was injured and sick on the couch at the beginning, and observed carefully after waking up, would I have been able to find that the bowl of medicine on the small table beside the couch has been kept warm without burning my mouth, and my mother was thinking about it at the time? What to do, by the way, my mother is planning to give me medicine, right? The reason why I recovered so quickly after being injured and comatose is that my mother has been silently taking care of me, staying by the bed non-stop.

If, at the beginning, I was not so obsessed with the task and wanted to find a sense of existence in the task, then I would not only be able to see my mother for the last time, and would not be able to stay by her couch and kiss her when she was still alive. call her mother.

Even at the last moment, what my mother was thinking of was still for her own good, not to put the slightest bit of pressure and guilt on herself.

How much have I missed all these years, have done so many ridiculous things, hurt the mother who loves me so ignorantly and confidently again and again, I am a bastard!
"Bang!" sounded, Feng Qingchen punched the ground, using no internal strength, the pure flesh and body hit the ground directly, the back of the hand was instantly bloody, and the blood stained the ground.

My heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

(End of this chapter)