The meal was in a trance, as if in a dream, and I only remembered that the guests invited by the Han family were all well-known figures in Qingyang County.

Surrounded by the crowd, Chu Yulan listened to everyone's praise and flattery, and suddenly saw that there were many familiar people on the west side of the banquet hall.

It turned out to be the father and old folks of Poplar Village, the most conspicuous thing was that Chu Chuntao was also inside, looking at her eyes was very awe-inspiring and afraid, she didn't know what had happened, so Chu Chuntao sat quietly on such an occasion and didn't make trouble for her.

The relatives and friends of the Chu family are all there, including the family, there are a lot of them, and when they look up, Meng Qingyue, the little girl, is still waving at her.

With her eyes retracted, Chu Yulan casually looked at the people at the same table, her parents in her previous life, her parents in this life, her godmother who she just recognized, and Han Changlu and Han Changqing, just eight people at a table.

After eating, the banquet was removed, the stage was cleaned up, and the invited troupe began to sing, singing the local opera of Taoyuan Province, which is said to be the best troupe invited from the city.

The excerpts were sung on stage, and many people couldn't help but hum softly along with the music, shaking their heads slowly, enjoying it very much.

After listening to the play for an afternoon, before leaving, I gave each person a box of mooncakes, and then sent the villagers of Baiyangshu Village back by car.

All day long, Chu Yulan felt like she was in a dream, which was particularly unreal, and she was always afraid of accidents.

But until the car sent everyone away, nothing happened, and it was rare that Chu Chuntao hid as soon as she saw her like a mouse seeing a cat.

Chu Yulan called out to Han Changqing, "Third brother, isn't this too ostentatious?" ”

Many people have a bad life, don't find reasons in themselves, they will always be jealous of others, although she plans to take her family from the village to the city, but every day people come to the door to block it, and it is not what she likes.

"Yu'er, ask your heart, don't you want to be like this? You don't want to live your life as you please? Or are you timid again? Han Changqing's eyes were particularly cold, like an ice pick piercing people's hearts.

"But ......," Chu Yulan hesitated.

It's not that she doesn't want to, she's afraid of losing, she's afraid that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, in her previous life she lived for more than fifty years, and she has long been used to not expecting anyone, not expecting anything.

She often felt that her life was too failed, that life was boring, she began to believe in Buddhism, she began to look forward to the next life, and she wanted a life where no one would point fingers at her.

Later, she was reborn, although after being reborn, she became bolder, but she was still afraid in her bones, timid, maybe she was too inferior, so she deliberately lived very arrogantly.

Chu Yulan let out a long sigh, and suddenly lost all the vitality in her body, "It's really boring to be alive." ”

I have to admit that she is depressed.

In her previous life, she had a slight depression, but she knew how to self-regulate, knew how to self-medicate, and had been deliberately controlling it since she was reborn, but now it is suddenly serious.

is obviously laughing, but in his bones he is very sad, his eyes are full of dead silence, and there is even an urge to destroy everything in his heart.

Han Changqing took her to the office on the second floor, pushed open the door, and roared angrily: "Yu'er, you are only eighteen years old, not fifty years old in thirty years in your dream, what should eighteen years old look like, you don't know?" ”

Chu Yulan was speechless when he asked, yes, what an eighteen-year-old life should be like, she didn't know, but she knew that it shouldn't be like her.