At the turn of the seasons, the weather is always prone to change. For example, now, many people can't help but sigh when they listen to the "whirring" wind that comes from time to time outside.

The wind came suddenly, and her "golden father" may be too cold to sleep tonight.

The autumn wind slapped on the gate of the temple, and the wooden door that had fallen into disrepair made a "creaking" sound, and many people got up and floated towards the mulberry.

"Did you sleep?" asked Duoduo in a whisper.

The head buried in his knees was raised, and Sang Wa looked at Duoduo two meters away from him, her dark eyes full of doubt.

Taduo bit his lip, "That... I'm here to apologize to you. The restless hands were clasped alternately, and two fingers stretched out from the bottom to pick up the clothes around the waist and knead, "I don't speak well during the day, it's me who is wrong, I'm sorry......"

Thinking of Sangwa's last tear, many people felt even more guilty in their hearts: "I was actually afraid that you would not have food, so I came up with this method......"

Sang Wa looked away, "You don't have to apologize. His voice was a little choked, "I know you're thinking about me, but it's useless to me." ”

The night was dark, and Duoduo couldn't see his expression clearly, and she actually didn't understand why he was so sure.

The scene of the day resurfaced in front of me, "Really, no one, will buy it." ”

Xu guessed her thoughts, and Xu needed to confide.

Sang Wa spoke again: "No one will buy a 'calamity' thing, after all, they are unlucky. ”

Disaster star, bad luck, yin and yang eyes.

In just two sentences, many more will be understood. The theory of ghosts was a very taboo topic in ancient times, let alone a teenager who could see ghosts.

She finally understood why he was so sure.

"Really, no one, will buy it. ”

How much bitterness and grievances does this sentence imply?

It is not difficult to imagine how the people in the city are taboo and disgusted with him, and even worse, they may attribute all the faults to him, but what is wrong with him?

Taking a deep breath, Duoduo narrowed the distance between him and Sanwa, looked at him with a very serious expression, and told him word by word: "You are not a disaster. ”

"You just have a pair of yin and yang eyes, that's all. ”

"It's their fault, it's their ignorance, it's their stupidity. ”

Sangwa's eyes moved slightly, and she turned her head to avoid a lot of eyes: "You don't have to pity me. ”

"I don't pity you. Duoduo sniffed, suppressed the sourness in his eyes, and tried not to let himself cry, "I just feel sorry for you." ”

I didn't pity you, I just wanted to tell you that you weren't wrong.

I didn't pity you, I just felt sorry for you, I was unwilling to be angry for you.

Is it distressed? Sangwa's expression was a little erratic, inexplicable, and he suddenly felt very aggrieved in his heart, and the choking feeling blocked his throat, making him cry uncomfortably......

......

"Hey, little ghost, why are your eyes swollen like walnuts?" asked Qingdou curiously, pointing to Sangwa's eyes.

Sang Wa looked at Duoduo with a faint gaze, but the other party looked away with a weak heart, and touched his eyes by the way.

Fortunately, the eyes are not swollen, and they shouldn't be able to see it, so many people pat their chests happily.

Sangwa didn't answer, Qingdou was still asking, "Did you cry last night?"

Yes, many of them silently answered for him in their hearts.

Thinking of last night, Duoduo couldn't help but raise her hand to stroke her forehead, at first she saw Sang Wa crying silently, so she had to comfort him clumsily, comforting and comforting, and she herself cried with a sob, it was just ...... The grimace is all gone!!

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to hit the wall! In fact, she did, and her body was very much in line with her thoughts.

Qing Dou looked at Duoduo who was hitting the wall with a tangled face with his mentally retarded eyes, and asked, "Is her brain broken?"

Remembering yesterday's scene, Sang Wa replied with a rare seriousness: "Possibly." ”

Many, many are hitting the wall: ...... I hear you!

......

The autumn wind is gradually rising, the chill is thicker, and there are fewer and fewer sweet potatoes in Sangwa.

Many anxious people want to scratch the wall, will her "golden father" starve to death? Does she want to squeeze the labor force and let him dig the ground before the "golden father" starves to death?

But as soon as she saw Sangwa's small body, she couldn't stop feeling distressed, how could she be so cruel!

Sang Wa was like before, before dawn, she went to the mountains to look for food.

But he was not as lucky as before, he did not find wild fruits to eat, nor did he find sweet potatoes or anything that could replace sweet potatoes.

Many people watched Sangwa go empty-handed every day and come back empty-handed every night, and she couldn't be in a hurry, but she could also be in a hurry.

She has a lot of modern knowledge, but she doesn't have any wilderness survival skills.

When she got to the back, she only felt powerless and sad, she couldn't help him, and he couldn't save himself.

He couldn't get into the city, and people regarded him as a 'disaster star'.

He couldn't hunt, he was just a six-year-old, too little strength, too slow, and didn't have any tools.

Digging a few clumsy traps is already his limit, and then he can only expect a few animals that don't have long eyes to fall into.

How is he going to live? Eat half a sweet potato every day to maintain his strength, and then go find some wild mushrooms and wild fungus that look like something to eat.

At first, Sang Wa would take it back to Duoduo to judge whether it was poisonous or not, but she didn't know, she knew that sweet potatoes could be eaten because she had eaten them.

Later, Sang Wa didn't ask, and every day she looked for something to eat based on her feelings.

But if you often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet?