"Am I someone else's? You don't care what people in the world think, and naturally you don't care what I think. ”

Zixi's heart suddenly became cold. After leaving Sheng Ling'er's house that day, they didn't see each other for a week, not even a word.

Zixi was uneasy. But I don't know how to get along with her.

Sheng Ling'er became a little more angry, broke his chin with his hand, patted his face gently, and raised his eyebrows: "Do you understand?" ”

Zixi looked at her a little stunned, and didn't know what to respond to at all.

"Do you understand? Just do what you have to do and do whatever you want. What are you pretentious, as long as you think it's right, what do you care about what others think?! By the time you succeed, everything will be right, you know? ”

Sheng Ling'er's eyes lit up when she said this.

Zixi looked at her as if she had lost her soul, and was carried away by these words.

Sheng Ling'er saw that what she said was so clear, Zixi was still like a goose, and finally got angry.

Got it, her words were like playing the piano to the cow, and she was so angry that she sneered in her heart.

He didn't give him the last look, turned around and left.

When she was about to walk out of Zixi's sight, Zixi's voice came from behind, he didn't understand it, it was clear that the door to the new world was opened, and he only felt that as long as he asked for it, he could put it into practice, did he want to ······

Shaking his head, Zixi was shocked to realize how he could have such a ridiculous idea, and quickly threw out this idea, which was stunned for a long time.

Seeing Sheng Ling'er leaving, it took a long time to realize that she had misunderstood, and she was immediately anxious, but Sheng Ling'er was fast, and she returned home in a few steps, and closed the courtyard door.

Zixi was a little helpless, but Sheng Ling'er was angry, so she might as well come back tomorrow.

Sheng Ling'er, who went in, didn't know how much trouble she had caused by her words, but this was a later story······

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The next day, Sheng Ling'er stared at her in a daze and had breakfast, and before she put on her shoes, she saw a person who should never be here, sitting upright on a stool, and pinching a white-flour steamed bun in her hand----- there were only a few of them.

On the third day, Sheng Yun sat next to him without saying a word, lowering his eyes to create an atmosphere where I didn't actually exist.

Sheng Ling'er was almost angry, and her face turned cold: "Sheng Yun, are you out of breath?" ”

As soon as he heard her name, Sheng Yun immediately panicked, is Sister angry anymore?

She immediately stopped pretending to be a little transparent, stood up and muttered, "Sister······"

Sheng Ling'er took a deep breath, obviously said not to let her open the door, Sheng Yun said carefully: "Sister? ”

She was helpless in her heart: "Forget it, it's none of your business." ”

But Sheng Ling'er didn't have such a good face for Zi Xike, and raised her eyebrows directly: "Go out -----"

Zixi was not frightened by her this time: "Sister Ling'er, I know it's wrong, and I won't think about it again in the future." ”

Today they are eating white flour steamed buns, steamed pork with eggs, and sweet potatoes.

At this time, the cold winter has just passed, the spring is cold, the wind is still cold, and it is really happy to have a hot sweet potato.

The sweet potato core is an authentic red heart, which was baked in the boiler, and now it is hot and soft and glutinous, and the brown soup solidifies on the sweet potato skin.

Sheng Ling'er started to eat after solving the sweet potato, and when she saw that Sheng Yun didn't move the eggs, she dug a spoonful and said, "What are you doing in a daze?" ”

Sheng Yun looked at both sides and felt that the atmosphere was not quite right, so he still ate something.

Sheng Ling'er wanted to dry him, but pretended not to hear it, Zixi smiled bitterly: "Sister Ling'er? ”

She slowly put the dishes and chopsticks down: "Are you done eating?" ”

"Hmm······ Eat ······ Finished eating. ”

Sheng Ling'er asked, "Then you still don't leave?" ”

"Uh, I ······" Zixi just wanted to say a few words, but he met Sheng Ling'er with a hint of playful gaze, and his words were stagnant: "······"

Is Sister Ling'er making fun of him?

Zixi couldn't cry or laugh a little, seeing that Sheng Ling'er was going to scoop the egg custard, the spoon was a little far away from her, and handed it over very eye-catchingly, Sheng Ling'er raised her eyes and saw that it was just right for Zixi.

Sheng Ling'er's eye contours are very smooth, and the eyelashes are distinct, lining a pair of clear and bright eyes.

It's just that she's too cold. When looking at people, it gives people a lazy feeling, and when you look at it up close, the eyes are extraordinarily transparent, but they are not the first to see the end, and there are many things inside, as if they are half covered by clouds and mist, attracting people to want to explore inside······

Zi Xixin skipped a beat, and seeing that his behavior was a little abnormal, he quickly avoided Sheng Ling'er's gaze······

Just when she was a little at a loss, Sheng Ling'er seemed to be casual and said, "Have you gone for a run these days?" ”

The word 'running' was given to him by Sheng Ling'er, and it turned out that running such a big lap in the village was called running.

Zixi said badly----- he actually forgot about it, and when he was thinking about whether Sheng Ling'er would scold him, the man spoke: "I'll go run two laps later, and come to me in the afternoon." ”

"You haven't recognized all the acupuncture points, don't slack off"

Zixi quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, knowing that this matter was in the past, and a smile appeared on his face: "Okay, I'll go later." Sheng Ling'er remembered something: "Wait, didn't Mr. Xie say last time that you can go to study with him?" ”

Zixi has his own concerns, and Sheng Ling'er's words woke him up a lot last time, knowing that there is no need to hide many things in his heart. So he said to Sheng Ling'er truthfully: "When everyone in the village goes to Mr. Xie to study, they all pay copper coins. If I don't have it, I try to send this egg as much as possible, if I go every day, I don't feel very good. ”

From Sheng Ling'er's point of view, even if Mr. Xie is not a Hongru, his knowledge should not be shallow.

But what Zixi thought was actually right, although he was not polite, but the minimum etiquette still had to be spoken.

"You don't have to worry about that, I have two chickens here, which were brought down from the mountains. You will give it to Mr. Xie later, and then you will be able to listen to the lecture every day in the future. ”

In this year, every poor family can't open the pot, and these two chickens are a lot, which is enough to cover the tuition fees paid by others for a year.

Zixi hesitated, then nodded, if he had changed before, he would never have been so crisp. Sheng Ling'er quietly bent the corners of her mouth, ----- the child can be taught.

After he left, Sheng Ling'er looked at Sheng Yun, this is to say, it is a bad habit to take people to the family casually, Zixi is fine, what if he is a person with bad intentions in the future? The child is still a little girl, and she has no sense of safety at all.

Sheng Ling'er raised her head, and when she saw Sheng Ling'er's long-term Ai Ai, she wanted to sit down but didn't dare, and finally showed a smile: "Wasn't it very brave when you let people in, but now you know that you are afraid." ”

Sheng Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his sister like this, and timidly stuck on the stool.

Sheng Ling'er shook her head and handed over her remaining half of the steamed buns: "Finish eating." ”

Sheng Yun picked up the bowl, but his eyes were still looking at Sheng Ling'er, and he whispered: "Sister, where is ······?"

Sheng Ling'er lowered her eyelashes: "It's okay, eat you." ”

The noise from next door was annoying, and it was Sun Erma's -----

Although the days of coming to this world are not long, she has already learned that there is a big difference between her and modern times, she not only has to support her family, but also has to deal with the miscellaneous relationships in the village, and the emotions of the original owner have some influence on her.

The original owner died unjustly, in addition to relatives and Aunt Hua's divorce, some people in the village also have a "credit".

Except for the few enthusiastic ones, most of them ran forward when they had a bargain, shrunk into the turtle shell when they had something, and turned the things in the village over and over again when they had nothing to do, and the words were not very friendly.

For example, the second grandmother next door, together with those relatives before the original owner's death, sighed that the original owner was pitiful, and asked the original owner to hold the man's house to death, which made Sheng Linger a little speechless, this old woman sneered and didn't let go of even one or two eggs sent by relatives.

Although the original owner did not drive people directly, he also closed the door as soon as he saw people, and Sun Erpo began to complain to the relatives of the original owner after eating a few closed doors, and she did not have a good face for the original owner, and she spoke with a gun and a stick.

To put it mildly, they are accomplices in the death of the original owner.

The original owner's temperament is unpleasant, but they haven't done anything wrong, they haven't hindered anyone, why should they treat the original owner like this, their words are like knives, and they are the most murderous.

The resentment left in the original subject continued to Sheng Ling'er, although she did not 'lose control' of her emotions, she was very tired of Sun Erpo.

Sheng Linger didn't want to entangle with them too much, but she didn't let anyone bully her. Some people are hateful, but as long as Sun Erpo doesn't find his head. She didn't bother to have an old woman to care.

After finishing eating, she told Sheng Yun to close the door, and then went out, ran around the village five times, and then came to her backyard.

In ancient times, this was good, even if the family was poor, there was a yard, there were two stout trees behind it, Sheng Ling'er hung a sandbag on it----- this sandbag was made by her for several days, about half a meter long, and recently the true qi has become thicker and heavier under cultivation, and there is no feeling of frivolity at the beginning.

This martial art has to be practiced every day, but in this ancient time, she can't always find someone to fight every day!

Shaking her head, Sheng Ling'er felt that she was also heartbroken for practicing martial arts.

Sheng Ling'er's body is only 17 years old, and their family has eaten well recently, and the original dry figure has finally grown some flesh, and her face is a little more rounded, and her fists are delicate and white.

However, the huge sandbag was beaten to the ground under this delicate fist.

If the people in the village saw it, they would have to open their mouths, and Sheng Ling'er's forehead was full of sweat before it stopped.