These more than 30 words are enough?

A person's life is summed up in thirty-one words.

Yu Feiwan didn't know whether to sigh at the rigor of the pampering system, or sigh at Lin Haihong's short and tribulation-filled life.

Eighteen years old......

Look at those thirty-one words, I only went to junior high school at the age of thirteen, skipped a grade, skipped a grade, skipped a grade again, and was admitted to university at the age of sixteen. A glorious life awaits him.

College students in this era are really valuable!

It's not a respectful adjective, but it's the most apt.

The chosen one.

Everyone else is a broken clay bowl, and the college students of the eighties and nineties are porcelain with gold edges.

It's as if a budding flower has just waited for its most gorgeous and wanton flowering period, but it suddenly falls from the branch.

Yu Fei suddenly remembered the whole withered camellia when it was in full bloom.

Resolute, arrogant, and pure.

Yu Feiwan only felt that his heart was heavy.

Is it trying to escape, but it doesn't work?

It's really boring.

She didn't count herself as finding fault for herself.

Yu Feiwan looked at Lin Haihong, who was sleeping on the bed, and remembered the bloody wound on her back that she bandaged with her own hands, and sighed sullenly.

She has never experienced Lin Haihong's suffering and torture, and she really can't comfort Lin Haihong lightly, saying that if you endure it, bear with it, and it will be fine in the future.

┬─┬ノ(゜-゜ノ)

She really wanted to jump up and slap Lin Qingshan and his wife.

Yu Feiwan's hateful teeth itched.

But as long as it is normal to be a parent, there is such a son who studies well and is filial, and he has long been happy to burn incense to his ancestors.

Where will it be like Lin Qingshan and Wang Qinxiu, one will stand by and let it go, and the other will fight to the death.

She was sure that the couple was somewhat seriously ill.

Being able to get together is also fate.

Luckily, though, she came.

She's a junior in the name of an immortal.

She informed the old lady early, and let the old lady become Lin Haihong's backer, which can more or less change Lin Haihong's situation.

"By the way, why are the points inflated?"

Yu Feiwan took the opportunity to ask the question he was most curious about.

"Xiao Yu's life is a cultivation game."

"Pampering Xiao Yu is the ultimate task."

"But to develop a game, you can never only raise one cub."

"It's like you can't just hate one person at the same time."

"You've developed new characters."

"Lin Haihong."

Yu Feiwan's eyes widened in surprise.

It was she who didn't know Taishan with her eyes and underestimated this cultivation game.

Lin Haihong!

Genius!

A genius who skips grades without a teacher!

Wouldn't the points be like mountain springs, endless?

Heaven and earth conscience, she is really short of points.

It's too lacking.

After answering Yu Feiwan's question, the pampering system fell silent again.

Yu Feiwan stood at the head of the bed, exchanged a piece of candy and put it next to Lin Haihong's pillow, and muttered in a low voice, "You have to live well." ”

It's not just for the points she's on her mind.

It is also for Lin Haihong to save himself.

Salvation by others is not true salvation.

All she could do was to split a gap in the dark abyss, so that the people in the abyss would know that there was light and that someone was waiting for him.

However, it depends on Lin Haihong himself to climb up.

Neither she nor the old lady can and should not be the sustenance of Lin Haihong's life.

This weight cannot be carried and no one can take responsibility.

finally has a genius cousin, there is the possibility of reaching the pinnacle of life, and she also wants to experience the happiness of lying flat when the next person gets the Taoist chicken dog ascending to heaven.

The premise is that Lin Haihong is alive and well.

It's good.

Yu Feiwan stretched out his hand to tucked the quilt corner for Lin Haihong, left the room, and closed the door quietly.

The night was deep, deep.

The cold wind also raged more and more arrogantly.

When Yu Feiwan returned to the main house again, the conversation in the main house also came to an end.

Lin Qingshan's face turned red, while Wang Qinxiu stood behind the door with nowhere to put his hands and feet, and he didn't dare to come out.

Obviously, the old lady has gone above and beyond again.

The old lady raised her eyebrows again, and Wang Qinxiu snorted, snorting and tears.

The old lady's brows suddenly furrowed, "Be quiet!" ”

"You don't let Haihong make a sound, you pretend to shed a few tears and cry wolf?"

Wang Qinxiu was embarrassed, "Mother-in-law, I don't dare to think that without a home, without Haihong's son, what is too much in these days." ”

Yu Feiwan: !? (･_･;?

This statement is really confusing.

Could it be that if you don't abuse your son, you won't be able to live?

"Coward."

"I dare to think about it."

Yu Feiwan muttered.

There's nothing to think about.

That kind of day is a fairy day for Lin Haihong.

With Lin Haihong's grades, not only does it not cost money to go to school, but the school also has to pay him.

Having Lin Haihong's son is Wang Qinxiu's blessing.

But having a mother like Wang Qinxiu is Lin Haihong's bad luck.

Although Yu Feiwan's voice was small, it still clearly reached the ears of everyone in the room.

Wang Qinxiu's crying couldn't stop hanging there, and she couldn't continue.

The old lady bent the corners of her eyes, pinched Yu Feiwan's soft little face, and answered, "What is there to dare to think about." ”

"You're so powerful, no one is still alive and well."

"As the saying goes, everything can be repeated and repeated, and cannot be repeated and repeated."

"This is the second time I have warned you husband and wife, and next time, you will pack up and get out of this yard together."

Dealing with those who bully the weak and are afraid of the hard can only be harder.

"Did you hear that?"

The old lady raised her voice violently.

"I hear you."

"I hear you."

As soon as Lin Qingshan spoke, Wang Qinxiu hurriedly spoke, for fear that he would fall behind and be beaten again.

Especially in front of a junior.

Wang Qinxiu was aggrieved to death, but she didn't dare to be cheap anymore.

Yu Feiwan yawned.

She found that the fastest thing she could do was her biological clock.

In the past, she could stay up late and be a little expert.

The moon doesn't sleep, she doesn't sleep, she's a bald little baby.

Now, at eight or nine o'clock, I feel like it's time to go to bed.

No more.

"Mother-in-law, the house is all cleaned up."

"The sheets and bedding are all new."

That was still her dowry when she married Lin Qingshan.

It's really the bottom of the box, and I haven't covered it for a day, so I take it out every three or five times to dry it and then fold it up and put it away.

I knew it earlier, it was better for her to cover it.

Who doesn't want to cover a fragrant and soft new quilt.

"It's just that there is no fire in the house, and the stove and chimney will not be able to be bought at half past one in the middle of the night."

Frostbite now!

is old, and he is still involved in other people's family affairs.

Old and immortal.

Wang Qinxiu thought viciously.

The old lady pursed her lips and said, "Go boil water and pour two bottles of hot water to warm your feet." ”

The effect is equivalent to that of a warm water bag.

In these days, the people in the village basically do not spend money to buy hot water bags.

All kinds of bottles with lids and stoppers, filled with hot water, replaced warm water bags.