Today, Gu Ning cooked a large pot of porridge with vegetables and meat, and there was a plate of salted cucumbers on the table, which he usually ate with white porridge.

This salted cucumber was specially given to his sister by the eldest brother of the Gu family, a hometown flavor, and it has nothing to do with frugality.

Gu Ning served porridge to her youngest daughter and asked her to eat it slowly.

Luo Tianyou went into the kitchen to get a bowl, scooped some porridge and brought it back to the room to eat.

Aunt Li, a neighbor, worked in various sales in a shop or small shopping mall when she was young, and she developed a loud voice, and people who lived nearby heard her scolding her husband almost every day.

Just rushed to this voice, this temper, the neighbors have always been polite to her, and rarely get angry with her.

And she is strong and spicy, and her daughter A Xia is not a fuel-efficient lamp. At the age of sixteen, she married a quarry owner and is now a mother of three children.

Her third child is a son, and her in-laws reward her with a chicken farm to manage, hoping that she will continue to work hard.

No way, I heard Aunt Li say that her son-in-law's family not only has a stone field, a wood field, but also a chicken farm to inherit, and one son is obviously too few.

Daughters? That's someone else's family (the concept of the Li family's son-in-law), and if you raise them well, you will have a book to read. If you marry well in the future, remember to help your mother's brother as a return for your parents' kindness.

Now, Ah Xia has returned to her parents' old style.

Driving a small car, wearing a famous brand, holding a bag, stepping on high heels, holding his head high, walking on the old street of her mother's side with a rich wife in Xiangjiang film and television dramas, she has a face.

In the eyes of the neighbors, some people are envious and some are jealous.

The Li family and the Luo family never interacted, and the other party was very disgusted with Luo Yusheng's smell of oil smoke and disability. In the past, someone wanted to introduce a girl to him, and when she went to Aunt Li's house to inquire about his personality, she commented like this.

Luo Yusheng didn't say anything after he found out, the two families usually greeted each other at most, and they couldn't talk about friendship.

Today, the two of them actually condescended to the door to chat, there must be something important.

"Hahaha, this is your little girl? Ouch, it's beautiful. Aunt Li praised Luo Qingyu with a smile, and pushed her grandson in her arms forward, "Come, call Brother Cheng, and play together in the future." ”

Her grandson is eight years old this year, a little chubby, and twice the size of Luo Qingyu. At his age, he should be going to school today, but I don't know why I'm here.

Luo Qingyu ate porridge, heard the words, and silently raised his eyes to look at him.

I saw that the little boy's lips were thick and slightly purple, leaning against his mother and looking at her quietly. A body of soft and fat looks very greasy, which is called a blessing in the eyes of parents.

It's a pity that his life is short, and tomorrow is his death.

There is no cause of death, only the date and time.

If she guessed correctly, this family is the neighbor's aunt who made a fuss about her family in her previous life, right?

So, she doesn't want to be nosy in this life.

After thinking about it, Luo Qingyu put down the small spoon and turned around to hug his mother's neck, looking timid. She doesn't make friends with short-lived children, and she doesn't want to build any relationships with them.

As a woman, she knows very well how emotional she is and how emotionally she is.

Moreover, she has to tell her family at all times that she can really see the death of others. To put it cold-bloodedly, this kid is going to die tomorrow, a rare ready-made example.

Sure enough, when Gu Ning saw her reaction, her heart instantly fell to the bottom, and it was cold. I can't be rude to the guests, so I can only smile at the Li family's mother and daughter embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, this kid is scared. ”

Alas, eighty percent saw who was going to die again, but fortunately they didn't say it on the spot.

"Mom, I'm sleepy. Luo Qingyu rubbed his eyes.

She was indeed sleepy, getting up at four o'clock in the morning, and tossing for a day was really enough.

"Okay, eat a little more and go to sleep. ”

Gu Ning hurriedly fed her two large mouthfuls before letting her go into the room to sleep.

The family is slightly smaller, a total of more than 60 square meters, two bedrooms and one living room, two children and aunt Gu Wanting live in one room. The two children slept in bunk beds, the aunt lived in the attic, and Luo Yusheng made a mezzanine in the room.

The house is too small, and the couple is trying to save money to buy a large house of more than 100 square meters.

The door of the room was hidden, Luo Qingyu pushed the door in, and found that the elder brother had finished eating and was writing a letter.

"Brother, did you reply to Xiao Nian?" she leaned over curiously to take a look.

"Call him Brother Nian," Luo Tianyou rolled his eyes and took out a small hairpin from the desk and gave it to her, "Yours." ”

Luo Qingyu took it and took a look, sigh, it was a beautiful colorful phoenix hairpin.

It is colorful, soft, and should be made of plastic and other materials, which is worth collecting, and will be taken out again after a few years to miss childhood.

was looking, and a photo was handed to her, "Look, this is your young brother, good-looking, right?"

Luo Qingyu glanced at his hand, yo, the little boy had clear eyebrows, and his neat little shirt was tied in his little shorts. Wearing shiny little leather shoes, he was half-lying on a stone table on the lawn, looking at the camera calmly.

The skin is white and tender, and the young master of a rich family has a round face. Under the long and curled eyelashes, there are a pair of clear and translucent eyes, which are bright.

Not timid, not twisted, a generous, calm and slightly delicate teenager.

It's not tall, well, she really hasn't seen it......

Just as he was looking, someone next to him asked coldly, "How old can he live?"

"One hundred and eight. She replied subconsciously.

One hundred and eight is a bit difficult for a three-year-old child, so she can only read it like this...... Well, the little girl silently looked up at her brother, who was glaring at her with bitterness and hatred.

“...... Why did he live longer than me?" he was only 98 years old, and he didn't make sense.

Luo Qingyu: "......"

Silently glanced up at him, with an idiot look on his face.

Oh, is this something she can decide? Be content, she and her parents have only lived to be about fifty years old, and the whole family counts him as the longest.

But also, when he was a child, he grew up quickly, and in his twilight years, he expected to live longer, and human beings have very stupid and naïve ideas at every age.

It is good to live a long life, but if you are sick and disliked by your children kicking the ball, it is better to live than to die.

Luo Qingyu ignored him, took the hairpin and climbed onto the bed, and snorted milkily: "Tell ......my mother when I wake up."

Mom, my brother coaxed her to look at her life expectancy again!

You must know that her ability is a taboo at home, and no one is allowed to ask or look at it.

Auntie had always wanted to know how long she could live, but she was beaten down by Gu Ning, saying that if her daughter's skills meant who died, Auntie might not see the sun tomorrow.

Frightened by her, my aunt dismissed the idea of asking.

Only the elder brother is a thick-skinned person who resists beatings and does not believe in evil, and often tries to trick her words openly and secretly, and he can't wait to verify her skills in person.

As for my brother's confession to the pen pal, is there a safety hazard...... It's useless to think too much, she can't sneak to Xiangjiang to kill the other party, right?

The only thing she can do is to report to her parents and ask them to warn her brother.

Leaking secrets or something, strange and chaotic deeds, or from the mouth of a little child, how many people will take it seriously? The child is not sensible, his mouth is not strict, and no one will believe what he says.

After comforting himself, Luo Qingyu lay directly on the bed with peace of mind and fell asleep at once.

At this moment, Luo Tianyou wrote a letter to accuse the pen pal with full of grief and displeasure, asking him why he sent photos of his childhood, and he had to retake a photo of his recent life, otherwise he was not allowed.

It's so annoying, why can the little friend live a few years longer than him? Eighty percent of the little sister sees the wrong bird~.