Rebirth to 90s: the Heroine of the Salted Fish Quit Her Job

  Chapter 9 Her Adventure

As Liu Liang said, a hand placed beside her squeezed tightly. She did not dare to call out that mother, and she did not dare to listen to Zhou Lanping when she wanted to come. Give her some more time. They still have a lot of time. She hasn't grown up yet, and she hasn't grown crooked. In this life, she has lived well, and she will definitely grow into a big tree in the sky.

  You can give your mother a place to shelter from wind and rain.

   "For me?"

  Zhou Lanping quickly picked up the bowl. As soon as the bowl was picked up, she smelled a sweet and sour taste.

  She couldn't help taking a sip. There was an apple taste, a bit sweet, but not as greasy as sweet, it was the pure apple taste, and the fragrance could make her bite off her tongue.

  The sour and sweet taste, just like eating a piece of iced watermelon in the hottest summer, not to mention how refreshing it is.

   "Pretty, there is an apple in this?"

  Zhou Lanping remembered, where did the apple cubes in the bowl come from? There are no extra apples in their home. The only apple is not the one given to her by Granny Wang.

   And she thought that Liu Liang had eaten it all, but giving it to her daughter was happier than eating it herself.

  This is a mother, even if she starves to death, she is reluctant to let her daughter eat a bite of rice and a grain of rice.

   "I can't finish it, so I just put it in."

   Liu Liang still clenched her hand behind her back.

   "I'll go to bed first, and you shouldn't be too late."

  She turned around and left. In fact, she dare not face Zhou Lanping too much now. She was afraid that guilt would make her break down, but in Zhou Lanping's eyes, she was shy and awkward.

   "Also talking about being cold-tempered and ignorant, I think it's the awkwardness of children's family." And her self-talking made Liu Liang who had just walked into the house paused.

  En, what she said is what she said.

  Becoming awkward is awkward, and there are always times when people are not awkward.

   said that if she is not sensible, she will not be sensible. She will always grow up and be sensible. She will never understand it for a lifetime. That is her fault. If she doesn't understand it for two lifetimes, that is her sin.

  If you lose too much, you will know what is right or wrong?

  If you do too many wrong things, you will know how to do it in the future.

  She closed the door gently, and when she walked over, Shun also picked up the schoolbag on the ground that she had lost for a long time, and she tucked the schoolbag with one hand.

   is quite light.

  No, what she didn't believe was to hold her schoolbag.

This schoolbag contains at least about 20 kilograms of books. There are so many books in it, it is impossible to be so light. Although she was past school early, but she still remembers what was crushed by the schoolbag at that time. Shoulder.

  And what she is carrying now, it seems that it shouldn’t be called a schoolbag, but a schoolbag.

  It’s impossible...

  She suddenly thought of something, she threw her schoolbag on the table, and when she kicked off her shoes, she sat down cross-legged, trying to find the feeling of energy in her body.

For her, this is something that is no more familiar. After all, she has a bad heart and soul in that world. What she does every day, in addition to the necessary life, is this kind of exercise, a kind of Qi as Breath is something that is supported by breath and grows over time.

  This kind of thing may not be a big deal in that world, because everyone can practice it, but the degree of purity is different. The purest is enough to save a person's life, even if it is impure, it has the effect of health preservation.

  She did not know how far she had practiced at the beginning, but she just heard the old man say that if it were not for her lack of a soul and lack of spirituality, she might have cultivated the purest breath of life.

  In that world, she was so muddled, she really didn’t remember much, and she didn’t even remember the face of the master.

   is biased, but she remembers those exercises and clearly remembers the laws of the movement of the breath. It may be familiar, or it may be the company day by day.

So when she does it now, she is actually like her own instinct, remembering her mind, her actions, and even the luck of the veins. She feels the aura in her body little by little. .

  That is, the two worlds are quite different. That world is very peculiar and where the peculiarities are. In fact, she can't say clearly, but she knows that it is definitely not materialistic.

  What can happen there is not necessarily here.

  There is something to learn there, maybe it’s impossible here.

  She is now using her own body. If there is no breath, even if she does practice according to the previous exercises, 80% of it is useless even if she sits numb with her legs.

  She feels every inch of her body.

  As a result, no.

She can't find it, and she can't feel it, just like sinking into the sea. When something has become instinct, it has become a habit. It doesn't need much words to know whether it exists, where it is, and is attributed to it. where?

  But no, even if she tried it again and again, she still couldn't feel anything. She even tried to run that kind of exercise, wanting to reconcile, but it still didn't work.

   Really.

She stretched out her hands. These hands are beautiful. The little girl’s hands are as white as scallions. The fingertips are slender and the finger tips are delicate. The nails are also very well-shaped. There is a kind of light powder. The five small crescents are also there. On top of the fingernails, it is healthy and beautiful.

  This is her own body. It was her body when she was twelve years old. It was not that sickly and battered, but also scarred. The twenty-six-year-old herself was not the one who had the adventure.

  So, she is no different, even if God rebirths her twice, she is still no different.

  No, she is still different. She is not the same as she was in her previous life. In this life, she can distinguish between good and bad, will have a brain, will let herself live well, and will lead her mother to live well and live well.

  She relaxed her body slowly, although she was a little disappointed, after all, if she did have it, she could be regarded as her golden finger. Although not much, it was very useful, and it could be said that it could change her life ambitions.

   But now that it hasn’t been proved, she can only be reluctant, time is going to go, life is going to pass, she will think of other ways to make herself and her mother live a better life.

  Also, die a few years later.

   And just when she had stopped searching for her previous skills, she suddenly felt a very strange feeling on the little finger of her right hand, which she was familiar with, existed in the memory, and was also in the soul.

  This is Yangxi Jue.

  What she didn't believe was feeling the beating of the fingers of her right hand.

   is not a physical jump, or a nerve jump, it is something that comes from the pulse of the blood.

  There are still, really.

  Even Liu Liang, who describes herself as calm, is less screaming.

  She gave up all the time, she was thinking about other ways to survive.

  As a result, God played her the biggest joke, but it also gave her the biggest surprise.

  The spark of this point of her, it might be impossible to burn everything.

  (End of this chapter)