Probably good intentions are rewarded, Luo Yusheng sent people back to Lei Gong Mountain, and when he came back, there was a low-key exquisite small brocade box, in which a round jasper was lying, and a gossip pattern was carved in the middle of the jade.

The peculiar thing is that the yin and yang fish eyes in the gossip diagram are all dark red, not like the acquired spotting, but more like natural.

"This is jade, right? How can you accept such valuable things from other people?" Gu Ning looked at it over and over at the time, and complained.

A bag of rice for a piece of jade, I really dare to think. Look at its deep color and free of impurities, it must be very expensive.

"Uncle Ding said that it can help Qingqing ward off evil and cover the light on her body, do I dare?" Luo Yusheng explained, for the sake of the child, he dared to owe any favor, "I give him money, he only charges a hundred, and I can't help it." ”

Some things would rather be believed, given by the elders and received.

Uncle Ding said that he loves white jade, and this piece of Hetian jasper has been at home for a long time, so it is better to have a good relationship than to waste it. Besides, he had never even heard of black licorice rice, and something that could improve the quality of the soil must be worth a lot.

People like him don't like to owe favors the most, so they flatten it out. As for the 100 yuan, it is the same as the hexagram money, and it is not worth mentioning.

After listening to Luo Yusheng's explanation, Gu Ning was relieved and hurried to put it on for his daughter.

This incident is like a small episode, and in the blink of an eye, everyone's life is still uneventful.

The next day, Gu Ning and his son embarked on the return journey together.

The calm Deadwood Ridge is a great place for adults to relieve stress, and boring for teenagers. Luo Tianyou was preparing for the three-year high school course, and when he encountered a problem, he had no clues, so he couldn't wait to go back to the city to find someone to solve it.

Mom and Dad have already agreed to buy a computer, sooner or later, Xiao Nian analyzed to him which one is the best to buy, and the price is reasonable. It doesn't matter if Dad is not at home, as long as he is willing to pay, he goes back to the teacher to help take a look and give some advice.

The son is smart, has his own set of ideas in terms of academics, and parents are not worried. On the contrary, it is better not to come back before the end of the holiday, so as not to worry about it.

This lifestyle of "running between two places as soon as the holidays arrive" has lasted for many years, and the Roches never feel tired for the sake of their children.

No, this year's summer vacation is not over yet, so Luo's father hurriedly returned to Xihuan City with his daughter. The old uncle was tormented by the illness and left, and Luo's father had to take care of the funeral with his cousins.

In one place and one custom, in the villages around Luocun, where an elderly elder dies, the juniors of the same clan have to go to the funeral.

The old uncle is buried, and the more people go, it means that the deceased is respected and respected before and after death.

But in the Luo family, only Luo Yusheng and Gu Ning attended the funeral of the old man, and they did not dare to let their daughter attend on this occasion. If the child says when this will die and when that one will die, he will definitely be kicked out of the house.

The daughter is still young, and the son stays at home with her, and the people in the clan will not say anything.

In addition, they rarely return to the countryside, the old houses are demolished, and there is less movement between clansmen, and many people don't even know how many children Luo Yusheng's family has.

Therefore, whether the two children go or not, others don't care much, and the old uncle's children and nephews can understand.

That's it, hectic and busy, September has arrived, and school has started.

Luo Qingyu became a freshman in the first grade of the city elementary school, in her previous life, she was not so early, she only went to elementary school at the age of seven, her grades could not keep up in the fifth grade, and she repeated her studies for a year in the sixth grade.

And now, whether it is a teacher or a classmate, all of them are new faces.

She kept in mind Uncle Ding's words, if she didn't look, she would see things overlappingly, including the lifespan of all living beings. I can't see clearly, I don't feel much naturally, I can get along with others freely, and I will return to normal when I am in class and look at the blackboard.

If you can't see it, you naturally have nothing to say, let alone care. In this way, she is at ease, and her parents are also at ease.

However, the head teacher was very sad about her abnormality and went to visit her home twice, hoping that the parents would help the little pot friend to correct it.

Luo Yusheng and Gu Ning knew the child's intentions but couldn't say it clearly, so they could only teach their daughters to ignore others, but they had to try to face the teacher and the blackboard.

Not only did the teacher have opinions, but other children even made fun of her for being a corn-eyed sister and a little pot friend who was not willing to be friends with her.

It's so good, but since the teacher has an opinion, Luo Qingyu has made a change and has become a low-headed clan, and he doesn't even give the students around him a glimmer of light.

When the head teacher saw it, his expression was purple: "...... (⊙﹏⊙)。 ”

"Luo Qingyu, do you have any dissatisfaction with everyone?" she pushed her glasses and called the good-looking student to the office as pleasantly as possible.

Luo Qingyu shook his head and said decisively: "No." ”

Looking up at the teacher and replying, it was polite. ”

Oh, as soon as someone looks up, their eyes instantly turn into cockfighting cocks again.

Homeroom Teacher: "......"

(>_<) Hmm, that little brat......

Luo Qingyu is also very helpless, the head teacher in front of him is a good teacher, and he is in his forties this year. In October of the following year, the school held a memorial service for her, and the cause of her death was that she was killed by her husband's drunken domestic violence.

At that time, she was young and did not understand the fear and sadness of death, but when she saw that her classmates around her were crying, an indescribable sadness lingered in her heart, so she was particularly impressed.

Although she has lived a lifetime longer than others, it is still the first time in her life to see through the life span of others, and her feelings are very complicated.

There are thousands of good people in the world, and the causes of death are different, and she can't save them. Even if you save the other person, what about yourself, and what about the other people who are involved because of yourself?

She is afraid of death, and she is even more afraid of affecting her family.

These people are dangling in front of her eyes every day, she can't turn a blind eye, her heart is as hard as iron, so she has to either bow her head or keep her distance from others. Rest assured, over time, the teacher will get used to it.

Out of sight is pure, and her soul does not have to be tortured by her conscience every day.

However, it is quite tiring to fight cross-eyed every day, so I can only focus on my studies...... No, it's a practice of calligraphy, a first-grade course in primary school, even if she is a scumbag, she doesn't have to worry too much.

Sometimes, writing well can definitely bring you opportunities.

Her colleagues in her previous life won the favor of their superiors because of their good handwriting, even if their ability was not as good as her, they were still promoted and raised, and went to the headquarters for training.

When she returned, she became her superior. To exaggerate, the bird's breath was so suffocating that she couldn't let go.

No, in this life, we must not lose in the quality of fonts.

In her previous life, she had practiced calligraphy, but she was usually too busy, working two jobs a day, and when she came home from work, she had to pay attention to her son's homework and daily life, helping her parents share some housework, and it was difficult to practice calligraphy quietly.

Now, she has a lot of time to practice, and she will definitely be able to practice words into a flower.

That evening, she was practicing calligraphy alone in the living room, and then received a call from Brother Nian.

"Xiaoqing, are you home alone?, who else is there?" the other party seemed to be busy talking on the phone, and his tone was a little absent-minded.

"It's just me, you can call my parents on their phones. ”

The eldest brother lives in the school, the father is busy in the store, the mother has not yet gotten off work, and she is the only one left at home.

"No, I can look for you. The other person paused and asked, "Is there anything unusual in your class lately?" ”

"No, I don't even know what they look like. "The power of cross-eyed is so powerful that even if you look at it, you can see their chins.

"That's good, by the way, did Aunt Ning mention the sand virus to you?"

"No ......" uh, wait, Luo Qingyu was stunned, and then his face turned pale.

Sha, Sha, Sha, Shi, no, is it this year?

"Ask for leave, let Uncle Luo and Aunt Ning help you take a long leave, so as not to be upset. ”

Luo Qingyu: "......"

The astonishing news came so suddenly.