Qingluo trembled his pale lips and moved to the wing room tremblingly.

At this time, Su Wenyi was attracted by the yard, some sharp laughter, and looked at it impatiently.

After seeing Qingluo's embarrassed figure, he immediately shouted coldly:

"Ruining the reputation of my Su family, trying to grow flowers to make money without any brains, and not looking at how many catties and taels I have!

As soon as I came back, I was unwilling to be lonely and went to the back mountain, if something really happened, you would die in the back mountain.

If not, don't break up the family as soon as possible, and get out of my Su family directly! ”

As soon as these words came out, the two ridicules also stopped abruptly.

Su Qinglian, Su Qingyun and the other two girls looked at Su Wenyi who was standing outside the main room with a dull face.

Qingluo also stopped, slowly turned sideways, leaned sideways, and squinted at the other side.

Not willing to be lonely......

Something really happened and he died in the back mountain......

Qingluo asked himself in his heart, is he sad to hear this?

Got for sure, sad.

But it's not because the other party is his nominal father who said such cruel and ambiguous words.

Instead, he was in distress, almost injured by a wild boar, and then sprained his leg again, and rolled on the grass a few times.

After a series of blows, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and returned to the Su family's house, which could barely be said to be home.

The first thing to get was the girl's crispness, but with a thick malicious ridicule, and the cold eyes of others.

At this time, the biological father of the body came out and directly said malicious and vicious words.

There is no warmth in this home, which she has long expected.

After all, he doesn't hide it from them like a thief, and he has to hide everything.

But this is just one thing, I have been hit, I have been injured, and it is when I am vulnerable that all I get is malice, without a little kindness, worry and care.

If it were a normal day, I naturally didn't care, but now is the time to be fragile and weak.

It's like a bucket of biting cold water pouring down from top to bottom, and it's cold to the heart!

A cold light flashed through the reddened eyes, and Qingluo sneered.

Ignoring everyone present, she limped, her back was very embarrassed, revealing a sense of loneliness.

The back was bent, but the back was still straight, and the awe-inspiring momentum was slowly released.

Su Wenyi, who was still supporting the strict father's faction, seemed to have been pinched in the throat and couldn't spit out again.

All the Su family watched, like a wounded lone wolf, Qingluo's back passed through the courtyard until the door was tightly closed.

Everyone slowly breathed a sigh of relief when they didn't react.

Just now there was a sense of crisis?

It seems that if they laugh again and do something inappropriate, the other party's slightly broken emotions will be uncontrollable again, and they may do something unexpected!

The people who realized it later wanted to laugh at themselves for thinking too much.

But when he recalled that during the exile, under the strange moonlight, the other party held a hairpin that was not sharp, but had bright red blood.

Everyone fell silent.

The courtyard fell into an eerie silence.

Su Wenyi returned to the house and continued to recall his experience with Master Su.

The four girls worked silently, but at the same time they were a little chilled by their father's and uncle's ruthless words.

Slowly lower the basket to the ground and gently place the wild boar meat on the round table.

Qingluo propped his elbows on the table and sat down slowly.

A tear slid down her cheek and dripped onto the clean table, then drop after drop......

Qingluo looked at the table in front of him expressionlessly, and many tears dripped in an instant.

Slender trembling fingers slowly dotted on the teardrops.

The corners of Qingluo's mouth were hooked, as if he was smiling, tears flowed down, but his expression was cold and hard.

The left hand slowly lifted up, propped up on the table, propped up the head, and tears snaked down the left cheek.

The little pale face, cold sweat and tears were mixed together, and the gray shadow that had fallen to the ground before was washed away by the water, and the beautiful and delicate face was not clean at all.

The red peach blossom eyes are clear and clear, like the ice-breaking stream water in early spring, clear and cold.

It was like a blue sky, very clear and clean, and it seemed like nothing, empty.

Qingluo sniffed, shook his right hand, his sleeve hung down, and rudely wiped it on both eyes, and then rubbed it three times and twice on his face.

The hand was lowered, and the little face darkened even more.

Qingluo's voice was low and gentle:

"I have ten taels of silver.

I bought a lot of fabric and cotton today, which can be used to make dresses, and cotton can be used to make warm, comfortable and soft quilts.

Then I can have a warm kang that is bigger than 1.8 meters!

It will be a very comfortable big bed when furnished.

I have a separate, two-bedroom wing.

Today, I bought four catties of meat, one catty of bones, and then I have this wild boar meat that is estimated to be at least three catties, and I can eat it for many, many days.

I am ingenious, I know a lot of buns, I have a bronze mirror, I have a hairpin and a flower rope.

When I have more money, I can buy more jewelry, comb a lot of beautiful buns, and wear a lot of beautiful dresses!

I don't have a strong attack, but I do have the ability to counterattack, and the dagger hairpin never leaves me.

I have a lot of skills, I can embroider, I can make rouge, I can cultivate herbs, I am good at cooking.

My current skills can be used to cultivate famous flowers and make money.

I'm not in good health, but I have a fingertip fountain! ”

"The people of the Su family ridiculed me and treated me coldly, but I live better than them!"

Qingluo's face was cold, and his fingertips touched his cold cheeks, wiping away tears that shouldn't exist.

"So what's there to cry about, I'm just a little unlucky today, so I met the beast.

But it's not also out of the mouth of the beast!

I only sprained my foot, I have spiritual spring water, I am so good to give birth to, and I don't need to do too much other work, I only use myself to raise it, what am I afraid of!

It's a big deal that I've been resting in the room for the past two days, and sooner or later it will be fine! Soon! ”

Qingluo's hand that seemed to be overwhelmed slowly put down, his head was straightened, and his back was straighter.

Lowered reddened eyes.

There was a mist in his eyes, but his calm eyes slowly opened, no longer shedding clean tears, and the blackened tears rolling across his face completely stopped.

Qing Luo raised his eyes to look at the closed door, his gaze was calm, and his voice was cold and firm.

"Nobody loves me, I love myself best.

I love myself more than anyone else!

I went from another world to a strange world, and in a trance I sometimes felt like the world had abandoned me.

Then I am my own world, my world does not collapse, it will always be the center of the world.

I am the most important and central person in my world.

The world will not abandon me, I represent the world, I will live well, a hundred times better than anyone who looks down on me, bullies me, or insults me!

They are busy with life, while I have no worries about food and clothing, planting flowers and embroidering, and enjoying leisure.

I'm so good, I must love myself more.

I am not short of love because I feel my love for myself at every moment.

If I'm so good, why should I be sad because I didn't get kindness, and all I got was malice.

I don't!

Because I feel sorry for myself! ”

"Of course, it's okay to cry once in a while to detoxify, relax your emotions, and be more relaxed later.

But only occasionally, such beautiful eyes, not charming and not affectionate, but pure and beautiful, such a good-looking peach blossom eye can't make it swollen and red, it has to be beautiful! ”

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