Feng Zixuan suddenly became a little more curious and fond of Qingyun, and he didn't know if he was too eager to talk or had been lonely for too long, he couldn't help but start talking about gossip with Qingyun again.

This time I'm talking about the scrap shop gossip I just went to.

There are five waste collection stations in this county, and the one they went to just now is the smallest, and the boss is the skinny woman Qingyun saw.

Feng Zixuan went to her to sell the rags she picked up every time, because she was kind and would not be short of catties or two, or bully his children to deliberately lower the price.

But this woman is also quite pitiful, her husband is in prison, the scrap business is run by others, and if there is anything to do, she will be checked by someone from above, two children are raised by her, and her in-laws have a group of strange relatives who often ask for money.

This woman with a child lives entirely on this bad scrap shop, and her life is also tight.

Qingyun listened and replied silently: "People are good and are bullied." ”

Feng Zixuan heard that the puppy in his arms actually responded a few times, and he felt more and more surprised in his heart, feeling that this puppy must be able to understand his own words.

So he hurriedly asked, "Little girl, can you understand me?" If you can, you will scream, and if you can, you will not scream. ”

Qingyun rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk to him.

Feng Zixuan saw that the puppy didn't respond, and he was a little disappointed in his heart, it seemed that he was still thinking too much, just a small milk dog, even a big dog may not be able to understand human words, let alone a small milk dog that was born not long ago.

It must have been just a coincidence, right?

But he just picked it up to see that it was sick with him, and it didn't matter if he couldn't understand what he said, he just needed to accompany him.

At least it won't leave him.

Feng Zixuan touched Qingyun's head, his face showed a kind of vicissitudes that did not belong to his age, and said, "It's okay if you don't understand, at least you won't be miserable." ”

Qingyun keenly noticed that his mood was low, and looked up at him, only to see that his eyes were a little moist, as if he remembered some bad memories.

This little kid doesn't seem to be as annoying as the other kids.

Qingyun lowered his head, pondered silently for a moment, and said to the backup system: "Accept the plot." ”

"Roger, the system is loading the plot, please choose a quiet and stable environment to receive." The sound of the cold machinery of the backup system sounded, and then a picture poured into Qingyun's mind:

Feng Zixuan's original name was Song Qianyu, and he was the president of the Song Group, worth 100 billion, with good looks, a lot of money, and a smart and proper winner in life.

Song Qianyu has a younger brother named Song Ningyu, who is an illegitimate half-brother who suffers from congenital heart disease and has been carefully raised outside by Song Qianyu's father, Song Zhengyang.

Song Ningyu was jealous of Song Qianyu and hated to replace him, and later Song Ningyu was reborn as a baby, and he also had a wild system called hypnosis system.

With the blessing of this system and the memories of his previous life, Song Ningyu is simply invincible.

First, he bewitched his little mother, who had no brains and was content with the status quo, bought off the Song family, and stole the two-year-old Song Qianyu and abandoned it to a remote mountainous area.

Then he brushed his good impression in front of Song Zhengyang, and successfully entered the gate of the Song family and became the heir.

Song Qianyu was adopted by a childless rural couple, and when she was nine years old, the couple divorced, so Song Qianyu became a burden, no one wanted it, and was finally kicked out of the house.

Song Qianyu was very competitive, knowing the importance of studying, so he relied on picking up rags to save money to support himself, and finally was admitted to Shendu University with excellent grades.

But Song Ningyu refused to let him go, and accidentally found that he had returned to the imperial capital, and suddenly a sense of crisis exploded.

So through Song Zhengyang's hand, he contacted the couple who adopted Song Qianyu and spent some money to buy each other.

The shameless couple pretended to regret it, ran to the imperial capital to pester Song Qianyu to ruin his reputation, and then drugged him and forced him to die on the operating table.

Qingyun who finished watching the plot: ......

I feel that the plot is getting more and more pitted now.

Let's not talk about rebirth, what the hell is this hypnosis system?

Has Tiandao been sleeping lately?

It's a rebirth and a system, how did such a strong bug come about?

It's awesome!

Qingyun was a little suspicious that this could not be the deliberate release of water by Tiandao, right?

Let the villains make a wave first, forcing the client to contribute their bodies to counterattack, and then Heavenly Dao will reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Emma, thinking about it this way, I feel that Tiandao is a proper black-hearted.

Qingyun: "What is Song Qianyu's wish?" ”

"It's not Song Qianyu, it's the dog you occupy the body, and it hopes that Song Qianyu can live happily." The backup system answers.

"What? When will dogs be able to make wishes? Tell me what to say! ”

Qingyun couldn't believe his ears, Heavenly Dao actually even squeezed dogs, what a beast, right?

"This mission is special, this dog was kindly adopted by Song Qianyu, and after Song Qianyu died, it didn't eat or drink to death. Its mind is strong, so it was captured by the Heavenly Dao. The backup system explained without emotion.

Qingyun: ......

So at the beginning, she could only be a dog, and it was a lie to say that she was short of energy before?

MMP, the system or something is really a bunch of liars!

What a fuck!

Why does it feel like this backup system is less reliable than 26?

Qingyun felt so sad that his limbs were stiff and he couldn't take care of himself.

Night gradually fell, all the shops on the side of the road were lit up, Feng Zixuan passed by a noodle shop with Qingyun in his arms, a tempting fragrance came from the noodle shop, Qingyun clearly heard Feng Zixuan's stomach singing the empty city plan.

But he walked over with Qingyun in his arms without changing his face, crossed the road, and walked down the steps of the embankment to the bottom of a bridge with tents.

This bridge hole is about a meter above the ground on a cement platform, Feng Zixuan put Qingyun on it, and then he quickly climbed up the bridge with the help of his arm.

Then he smiled and touched Qingyun's head and said, "Welcome to a new home!" This will be our home from now on! ”

As he spoke, he pulled back the curtain of the tent and got into it with Qingyun in his arms.

The tents were made of plastic sheeting, small and low, with only one bunk in them, and the air was very poor.

Qingyun is a small one, and he feels cramped when he gets in, let alone a child as big as Feng Zixuan.

Feng Zixuan squatted in the tent with his waist bent, lifted the mattress on the floor, revealing the foam board at the bottom.

Qingyun watched as he took out a plastic bag from the dented lattice of the foam board, and then took out a somewhat hard steamed bun from the bag and broke it in two.

Half of it was handed to Qingyun and said, "This is the steamed bun I saved yesterday, half of each of us." ”

As he spoke, he took a big bite on the dry steamed buns.

Qingyun: ......

I don't feel like I want to eat.

Looking at the half of the steamed buns on the ground, Qingyun was silent for a long time, and finally gnawed on it.