Just after dawn, the sun has just crossed the horizon, and the painting is up.

The plan of the day lies in the morning, and the same is true for cultivators.

The current world realm is still very different from the cultivation realm where she lived in the past.

In particular, the aura of this world realm is very thin, which is very unfavorable for cultivators!

And according to the original memories of her body, there were no cultivators in this world.

However, not being there is not the same as not being able to exist. It's just that if you cultivate, it's going to be even more difficult.

However, no matter how difficult it is, Hua Weirong will not give up cultivation.

One is her habit as a cultivator, only strength can protect herself, and she can let herself do what she wants; The second is that her current body is very poor, she gets sick at every turn, and cultivation can also make her physically strong.

Talent is important in the path of cultivation, but diligence and perseverance are even more essential.

She has experienced the loneliness and helplessness of the world, and her mind is even more firm. Otherwise, it will not be the Supreme Path!

So even though the aura here is thin and cultivation is difficult, she still won't give up.

When the rooster crowed, she had already gotten up.

The village is at the foot of the mountains and the air is very good.

She didn't go far away, she just cultivated in the courtyard, ran the mantra, and slowly refined her spiritual power!

For her, the situation of cultivation is not limited to cross-legged meditation, as long as she can calm down and run the mantra without interference, it doesn't matter what posture she is. Those who can only cultivate while meditating have just failed to see through the essence of cultivation.

After more than an hour, the sky was already slightly bright.

Hua Weirong's hands made a strange mark, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and woke up from his meditation.

At this time, her forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat. My legs are also a little sore.

Hua Weirong couldn't help but smile bitterly, she just stood for less than an hour, and she felt tired. How weak this body is!

However, this also strengthened Hua Weirong's determination to continue to cultivate.

Such a sick and weak body, shouldn't she paint a slight appearance!

"Rongrong, got up so early? Why don't you sleep more, your head isn't healed yet! ”

As soon as Ehan got up, he saw the painting standing in the courtyard. He was very surprised, his sister's favorite thing is to stay in bed, why did she get up so early today?

"Are you going to the stall?"

Hua asked with a smile. There's no way, she really can't call her brother, compared to the seventeen-year-old Hua Yihan, she is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

"Well, it's okay, don't worry. My brother was already familiar with it yesterday, it's very simple. Rong Rong you have a good rest at home, don't mess around? If you're dizzy, you're going to feel bad. The rice is already in the pot, you just need to bring the fire to a boil. If you don't want to burn it, just wait for Dad to burn it, and Dad will get up. My brother left first, otherwise he would have missed the morning market. ”

After saying that, Hua Yihan hurried out.

Hua Weirong looked at the back of Hua Yihan, and his eyes flashed with inexplicable emotions.

In my memory, she came to this small mountain village at the age of six and became the daughter of the family.

In fact, she was the eldest lady of a painter in Beijing City B. But I don't know what's going on with Lu Dao, but she has become a crazy and stupid little girl.

Of course, the original painting Weirong didn't understand what it was, but now the painting Weirong, after knowing those memories of Lu Dao, how could he not understand?

It's very simple, although she is the eldest lady of the painter, but her mother died early, and her father married her stepmother, and the identity of this stepmother is particularly funny, she is her mother's sister, that is, her aunt. To put it simply, my sister married my brother-in-law, and my aunt became a stepmother!

The young painting was very repulsive to the aunt who became her stepmother, and was stimulated by the stepmother, and the child couldn't stand it, so he yelled at the stepmother and threw things or something.

This is normal for a child, but this kind of behavior was distorted into madness by the stepmother!

distorted that she was crazy, and asked the doctor to prescribe her psychiatric medicine and force her to take it. In the end, Hua Weirong was completely made into an autistic child by her!

Autism, in the eyes of ordinary people, is it just like a fool?

So, less than a year after her mother's death, the name of the painter Miss Weirong, who was crazy and stupid, had spread all over the capital B City!

It's just that her stepmother and aunt are still pretending to be a good person in front of her father, saying that she is not bumping into evil or something, and invited some respected physiognomist to show her her face.

This is unbelievable, this phase master directly put a Shura life of a father and mother on the painting Weirong!

Feng Shui physiognomy, people in high positions and powers would rather believe in what they have than what they don't.

So, the father who painted Weirong became nervous and hurriedly asked the physiognomy how to crack it.

The phase master said incomprehensibly: Either kill her, or cut off the relationship with her!

Killing her is obviously impossible. Then there is only one way to sever the father-daughter relationship.

Hua Weirong's father did not hesitate to send someone to send her away and give her to someone to raise. But the family who adopted the painting treated her very badly and abused her.

So the young painter ran away!

By chance, she was picked up by Ehan......

Then she was taken to the painter and became a part of this painter!

The love of the painter made her autistic personality better, and she was completely integrated into the family.

And the painter was reluctant to let her do heavy work, although she was born in the countryside, she did not do all kinds of housework like a rural child.

So when I grew up so big, I didn't know how to cook, but I just learned to make a fire......

Thinking back on these memories, I can't help but sigh with emotion.

In the past, she was lonely all her life, and she didn't even know who her parents and relatives were.

has experienced countless intrigues and intrigues, so that she can no longer learn to trust others!

Although the current painting is also abandoned by his biological father, his adoptive parents are more amiable than his biological parents. That's enough, it doesn't matter if it's biological or not!

The painting smiled slightly, and the firelight in the stove reflected on her face, this smile, against the backdrop of the firelight, looked extremely vivid.

Before her meal was cooked, Hua Nianen also got up.

"Why did Rong Rong get up so early?"

Hua Nianen limped out of the house, and when he saw you Hua Weirong cooking, he was immediately surprised.

"Can't sleep."

"Is your head still uncomfortable? I'll call Dr. Du to show you again. ”

"No, I'm fine. It's probably because I've slept too much in the past two days, and it's really fine. Hua Weirong hurriedly said.

"It's really nothing? Don't hold on, it's not fun to fall into the root of the disease. Hua Nianen still looked concerned.

"It's really fine."

……

Taking advantage of the opportunity to feed her mother Lin Chengxia, Hua Weirong diagnosed her pulse again and determined Lin Chengxia's condition.

Lin Chengxia only ate a little food, but she coughed so badly that she even coughed up blood.

Painting Wei Rong knew that her condition could not be delayed any longer.

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