Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, no matter how big or small.

After the hype of that group of little children, Luo Qingyu is no longer a corn-eyed girl, but a little witch who is afraid of ghosts, and all children who are too close to her will suffer.

From that day on, she couldn't make friends throughout elementary school, and she was alone and exceptionally quiet.

Outsiders think she is very pitiful and dare not approach, but in fact, her mood can be summed up in one word: cool.

This kind of unsociable posture made the teacher worried, but his parents didn't care, and Luo's grades did not decline. Looking at his usual performance, he is not envious of the small pot friends who are playing in groups next to him.

It can be seen that she really doesn't like group activities.

Some people are so natural that they can't force it, as long as she can always maintain a positive and optimistic attitude, what can she do.

Over time, the head teacher's worries were also put down.

Of course, that's all for later.

Speaking of now, Gu Ning took Gu Wanting, who didn't know anything about her fate, back to Deadwood Ridge, threw her luggage in the room, and took her to Lei Gongshan to find Uncle Ding that afternoon.

She was luckier than Daddy Gu, she came to the door for the first time, and met Uncle Ding and her little granddaughter on the way and was just about to go out.

Gu Ning, who met suddenly, was calm on the surface, but was actually panicked in his heart, as if he had seen a savior, and hurriedly pulled his sister to Uncle Ding, no longer hiding his nervousness: "Uncle Ding, you must save Ah Ting——"

Uncle Ding: "......" dead ball, he was careless for a while, and forgot to turn over the yellow calendar before going out.

Since the people came to the door, the neighbors turned it away, and it was not appropriate to turn them away, so they had to return to Lei Gong Mountain.

Uncle Ding, who was still dressed in casual Tang costumes, supported Gu Wanting and asked her to accompany his granddaughter to play in the backyard, and he and Gu Ning talked about things in the Chinese living room of Liangtang.

"No one has died in life since ancient times," after listening to Gu Ning's intention, Uncle Ding poured tea for her slowly and comfortedly, "Besides, she doesn't seem to have anything wrong, but you are too nervous." ”

"But Qingqing said that she would die at the age of 32......"

Gu Ning was anxious, and said his daughter's words selectively, hoping to hear different words from the old man.

To put it bluntly, she subconsciously felt that her sister would not die next month.

Hearing her words, Uncle Ding glanced at her disapprovingly.

Gu Ning could see the intention of this glance that the old man was blaming her husband and wife for making her daughter die again.

"It's the child who can't help but tell us. Gu Ning explained embarrassedly, "We were busy before, Qingqing has always been my sister's leader, and my aunt and nephew have a deep relationship. She didn't say a word about other people's affairs, but she didn't dare to hide her aunt's affairs. Uncle Ding, look at Ah Ting, she ......"

If she can cross the age of 32, she can have children and grandchildren for the rest of her life, and she will be safe and smooth. Unfortunately, her 32-year-old is a dead end, "You tell her to be careful at the age of 32, and just avoid it." ”

This is the usual means of comfort used by warlocks, and almost no one can avoid death, unless they change their lives against the sky. When he returned to his hometown to live in seclusion, he didn't plan to meddle in things, and avoided it if he could.

"However, Ke Qingqing said that if she avoids the 32-year-old catastrophe, she can only live until next month......"

Hearing this, Uncle Ding closed his eyes tightly and couldn't bear to look directly at the confused mother in front of him:

"You, I told you before, children are weak, they often hurt their muscles and bones, and their lives are not guaranteed, but you don't know whether you live or die. If I save your sister today, this catastrophe will come back to your daughter, how do you choose?"

If the child hadn't seen it and came to him, it didn't matter to her whether she could save it or not. Now that Gu Ning listened to the child's words and came to beg him, the meaning is different.

If Gu Wanting is saved, she will definitely be affected by her who is far away in Xihuan City, because she is the source. Generally, warlocks see the death calamity, they are afraid of it, and if they must crack it, they must charge a lot of money to save their lives.

For death will kill one man.

As soon as Uncle Ding's words fell, a loud bang was heard outside a window, and the two of them looked over suspiciously, it turned out to be Gu Wanting, who had come to eavesdrop, and sat down in the corridor with a pale face, knocking down the empty vase full of "dog blood".

The old man stroked a handful of his chin speechlessly, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Alas, waste a piece of my jade ......"

......

This afternoon, the door of Xihuan City Primary School was full of happy little pot friends, after the exam, everyone gathered and ran to the canteens on both sides of the school gate to buy snacks to celebrate.

Including Luo Qingyu, for some reason today, I especially want to eat ice cream popsicles or popsicles. She is not a real child, and she has always had a physiological aversion to omnivores at the school gate, and she is uncomfortable if she doesn't eat today.

Itchy hands, scratching his neck and face all the way, Luo Qingyu's small brows were tangled, and he came to a small store with relatively few customers full of doubts.

She was dressed as usual today, with small suspender shorts, a small white shirt with a ruffle collar, two small balls of fancy elastic for buns on the top of her head, and two small green trumpet flowers hanging from the end of the shoulder-length tassels.

She is only in the first grade, and she is the same, and she does not need to wear a genderless school uniform for the time being.

Such a soft and cute little girl should be loved by everyone.

But as soon as she appeared in the commissary, there were not many customers, and as soon as she came, the store was cleared instantly. The proprietress looked at a bunch of RMB flying next door in distress, and couldn't help but wonder where her store was bad and what goods were missing?

There is a lot of competition at the school gate, and it is not easy to eat with a mouth! Fortunately, this is my own house, so I don't need to rent it.

"Auntie, I want a popsicle. Luo Qingyu frowned, and very reluctantly asked for a popsicle that could pass the time.

"Hey, here, what do you want?" asked the proprietress earnestly, "Do you want to fry sweet potatoes and bananas?" ”

Who is this child? I've never seen her come out to buy something to eat before.

"To be fruity, I don't eat fried things, thank you. Luo Qingyu responded politely, glancing at a black oil pot at the door of the store, this kind of oil is reluctant to change it for a few days when it is fried, and children dare to eat it.

In the past few years, various merchants and shops have been busy making money every day on the express train of the spring breeze of reform. It is not surprising that coloring, overnight oil and puffed foods abound.

Even if it is found to be harmful to the human body after many years, some people still make it and some people still eat it.

Carrying a small schoolbag, Luo Qingyu took the popsicle and sat on the small bench at the door to taste it slowly, looking at the road in a daze.

Alas, suddenly I was so tired that I wanted to sit down and rest.

When the little pot friends who passed by saw her, they walked around one after another, gradually forming a semi-circular arc, which was both weird and funny.

But the proprietress couldn't see it, she stood at the door with her hands on her hips, looked left and right in confusion, and secretly scolded in her heart: Mao, business is so bad today, and when I turn around, my husband and mother-in-law will complain that she has a bad attitude towards students.

Phew, she almost worshipped this group of little people as their ancestors......

And the initiator knew nothing about it, and fell into deep thought.

Anyway, my mother has been back to her hometown for a week, and I don't know how things are going. In the eyes of parents, those are adult affairs, and children don't care.

No matter what, why have you been panicking today?