After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

Chapter 62 Timelapse Memories

Since losing her child, Tang Yuxiao has never experienced such happiness.

This is a very precious time.

It is rare to have the idea of ​​going back home after get off work, and it is rare to not be angry when seeing your ex-husband.

Every day when I return home, that lovely girl always greets her return with the brightest smile.

Today, it is no exception.

"Auntie is back. I fried the leftover rice yesterday. I put cucumber and meat in it. It tastes delicious when eaten dry. It's just that uncle won't come back until later."

"Don't care about him, let's eat ours first."

"Hey~ But people don't enjoy eating without food."

"Fine, fine, it's up to you."

After rubbing the cute little girl, her heart felt like being soaked in a urn filled with honey.

what……

Everything is like a dream from which I cannot wake up...

Go home, eat, sleep, wake up, work.

But this is obviously the life I should have, isn't it?

This disintegrated family is being put back together bit by bit.

What puzzled Tang Yuxiao was that the small pendant that was always hanging around Hang Yanling's neck was turning black day by day for some reason.

Was it accidentally smoked while cooking?

Forget it, when the time comes, buy her a new one.

"I bought you new clothes today! Do you want to wear them?"

"Okay. Ah, let me take out the egg fried rice to cool down for a while, hey, let uncle buy some small fish tomorrow, and I'll make tofu and fish soup for you."

"Don't always think about making food, take a break once in a while, let me—"

"Ah? No, no, no, no, auntie usually works hard enough, I'll come, let me do things like cooking!"

Hang Yanling wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead with a smile, Tang Yuxiao was moved and praised the child for being sensible.

Not long after, Qi Zijin also came back.

The three sat at the small dining table, talking and laughing about what happened today.

After eating, Tang Yuxiao was responsible for cleaning up the dishes. After all, letting Hang Yanling do all the housework would make her feel uneasy.

On the other hand, Hang Yanling was sitting on the sofa with Qi Zijin, having a small dispute over what TV program to watch tonight.

"I said, if you watch this movie every day, you should change your tune once in a while, right? I still recommend it to you to watch comedy movies."

"Hey~ Let me finish watching this TV series first, there are only a few episodes left."

"Okay, okay—then we agreed to watch a movie tomorrow."

"OK~"

Like ordinary and happy father and daughter.

The content on the TV just happened to show the story of a son and a woman who switched roles as master and servant came to the inn again and came into contact with the shopkeeper in the inn.

Holding her chin, Hang Yanling said boredly: "I don't understand, why this Xiao Cui took her former master back to the inn again, she doesn't have a good impression of this place."

"Ok?"

"I can understand tormenting her master. After all, now that the status of the two of them has changed, Xiaocui must vent her anger. But why did she come back here... She must have been embarrassing here before, and she was also killed by Sai Diaochan. Asking to strike up a conversation with poor and poor scholars."

"Just to vent my anger."

Qi Zijin leaned on the sofa and said slowly: "Throughout the ages, many rich people have fallen into poverty. Even if the remaining money is enough for them to spend their lives as ordinary people, there are many people who would rather commit suicide than live on. They It’s nothing more than fear of being humiliated by others, and I can’t stand it. And those who have been bullied by the rich will deliberately bring the downcast back to those familiar places and humiliate her in every possible way in order to torture her.”

"Is face that important?"

Hang Yanling tilted her head to look at Qi Zijin, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Is it possible to lose face just to save face?"

"……puff."

"What are you laughing at? Did I say the wrong thing?"

"No, it's all right."

Qi Zijin shook his head: "I just remembered something from the past."

"What's the matter?"

"It's been a long, long time ago... At that time, there were people who asked like you."

Qi Zijin closed his eyes and shook slightly.

"Hehe, face...it doesn't matter."

--------------------------

"Come on, for your little face, you can even die?"

"If that's the case, I will definitely not eat such dregs and pig food!"

"Tch, if you don't eat, I will eat."

In an inn, three people sat in a VIP room.

What is on the table is rough tea and light rice, clear soup and little water.

Sitting on the stool on the east side, wearing ragged clothes, unkempt, almost unrecognizable as a girl.

She snatched the steamed bun across from her, and sitting opposite was a young boy in brocade clothes.

He was only a little over ten years old, and judging from his callus-free hands and the fingers on his thumbs, he probably came from a wealthy family.

It's a pity that the brocade clothes are also frayed, and it looks like it has been washed many times, and it seems that he is not having a good time with his sallow and emaciated face.

The little boy muttered angrily: "Why did you save me? I'd rather live and die with my family than with a stinky beggar and a charlatan!"

"Want to die? Die, as if someone is stopping you."

The little girl named Shui'er gave the young boy a blank look and reached out to stuff the steamed buns into her mouth, but was held down by the man sitting between the two of them.

"Okay, Shui'er, let him go."

"Master, look, I said that you saved a disaster by abusing a good person."

Shui'er helplessly put down the steamed buns, leaned back on the chair, and looked up at the environment of the guest room in the inn.

"You are so awesome. You spent a lot of money to open a private room, but in order to save money, you ordered some coarse and vegetarian food. I can't eat a good meal, but we have to be scolded by this kid. It's not worth it." Yeah, it's not worth it."

"Humph."

The little boy turned his head awkwardly, and the man laughed and smoothed things over: "Okay, okay, I blame Master, I have no money, and no one thought that we would catch a fire this time. Their family used to treat us with delicious food and drink. Good hospitality, now there is only one seedling left, so I should keep it no matter what.”

"Don't talk about it, your little money is enough for the two of us to open a small pharmacy, and find a corner in this troubled world to spend our lives safely. In the end, all the money was scattered to save those servants—— —You are just kind-hearted, alas.”

Shui'er was a little dissatisfied, but she didn't complain too much, she just hugged her shoulders sullenly.

The little boy turned around, hesitated for a while, took off the trigger on his finger, and slapped it on the table.

"Take it, I don't owe you any favors, this meal is my treat, from now on we will go our separate ways, and no one will be hurt by anyone."

"..."

Shui'er frowned, seeing that the master was trying to smooth things over again, she raised her hand and pressed the middle-aged man's arm, got up and took the wrench in her hand, and sized it up: "The color is not bad, this material is really sharp, hey, Let alone this meal, we can build another pharmacy with this.”

Hearing this, the little boy raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

"Of course, after all, this is my birth gift from my mother, how can it be of ordinary material."

"Oh~"

Shui'er laughed, and pinched the wrench finger in the palm of his hand: "Your whole family died in that fire, and your parents are gone. Isn't this thing your mother's last relic? Why, just give it to us?"

The little boy's face turned red and white from anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's your reward for saving my life. My Zhou family has the backbone of the Zhou family. After this meal, I will see you in the world from now on."

The frail young man gritted his teeth and said goodbye to the rivers and lakes, which sounded really ironic.

Shui'er chuckled and pinched the spanner in his hand.

The middle-aged man wanted to dissuade him, but he turned his head and glanced at his little apprentice, and quickly tugged her: "Shui'er, are you angry?"

Shui'er didn't pay attention to her master, she held the wrench tightly in her hand, bowed her waist, lay down on the table, and leaned her face towards the little boy.

"Hey, boy, do you think it's very chic for you to do this?"

"..."

"Do you feel that you have a backbone, especially the demeanor of a boy from the Zhou family, and have a special face?"

"..."

"To save your family, my master spent all his savings over the years. Yes, he saved some house slaves and gardeners, who are not as noble as you. How can their lives compare with yours? You are just for a meal. A good man who can take out the only thought left by his mother to repay the debt."

"you……"

"It's really face-saving, it's amazing."

Shui'er couldn't hide the disgust on his face, and patted the little boy's face with his hand.

The middle-aged man wanted to dissuade him, but he knew it well.

My little beggar apprentice is good everywhere, treats people kindly, is young and mature, but it's a pity that his temper has really come to the fore, and he can't say it.

"Hey, boy, you just said that what we eat is dross and pig food... Then have you ever thought that my master is crazy, and he spent so much money on a private room, and the waiter at the shop thought he was a fool, order this for you Something?"

"Hmph, who knows what he thinks?"

The middle-aged man quickly dissuaded: "Okay, Shui'er, stop talking."

"Master, let me finish."

Shui'er waved his hands, looked up at the little boy, and said leisurely: "The old man knows that your young master has high self-esteem and wants to save face. He doesn't want your downcast appearance to be seen by other guests... He specially reserved a private room for you. If you want me to say, he is a fool, really a fool - he is so stupid because he didn't see it, you are already serious enough to save face."

After a pause, Shui'er held the wrench in his palm, and asked sarcastically, "I said, is face that important?"

"Of course it's important, the integrity of our Zhou family cannot be buried!"

"Is it more important than the thoughts your mother left you?"

"This...I..."

"This finger is gone, and we parted ways. In this world, you are nothing more than hacked to death by the enemies of the Zhou family, or kidnapped by bandits from somewhere, and used as a meat ticket. Hehe...or do you plan to start from here? Go out and find a place to understand yourself, without this humiliation?"

The little boy whose mind was broken turned pale for a while, and he opened his mouth to argue, but he couldn't speak a word.

Shui'er put the wrench on the table, and suddenly smacked the boy's face with his backhand.

There was a crisp sound in the room, and the boy was thrown to the ground by a slap.

"You lost face and wanted to die - I won't stop you, and I don't care about your broken fingers. I beat you because you thought that the life my master saved with so much painstaking efforts was not as good as your so-called Face is expensive."

Shui'er stood up, pressed his hands on the table, his face was gloomy: "If you want me to say, the Zhou family man doesn't even have the backbone to live, and your so-called face is not a rare thing, don't compare it with my master. God There are too many people worth saving down there, but you have saved a damn thing like this."

"Okay, Shui'er, you're exaggerating."

"I'm sorry...Master, I made a slip of the tongue."

Realizing that he said something he shouldn't have said in a fit of anger, Shui'er lowered his head in anger, and suddenly honestly admitted his mistake to that gentle middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man touched the little girl's hair with a smile, got up and pulled the young man up, and said softly: "Master Zhou... I know you don't want to live in such a humiliating way, but I can't just watch you so young The child is going to die. You are different from those servants. They are strong and strong, have the ability to earn money, and have the ability to eat...Before you grow up, follow me first."

"Are you giving me alms?"

"I'm saving people."

"……I don't understand."

The little boy bit his lip tightly, squinted his eyes to hold back his tears, and looked at the charlatan he despised the most in the past: "Why are you spending all that money on saving me and our family? How much are the lives of those servants worth?" Money..."

"Thousands of gold."

"What?! Impossible. My family saved their lives at the time and cost only a few dozen taels of silver. How could it be so..."

"Human life is the most important thing, and there is a thousand pieces of gold."