"Maybe my mother didn't lie, it's indeed a good day."

"Dad no longer beats and scolds Mom at every turn, and Mom straightens her waist."

Only she, was sold.

Was sold twice.

With the money from selling her twice, Mom and Dad made a home in the town, and finally didn't have to squeeze into that leaky, dilapidated and cramped house.

Well, it's a good life.

Yu Feiwan pinched Zhang Fengjiao's little girl's hand, "You can think about it, but you can't be soft-hearted." ”

When there is no choice, he can only protect Zhang Fengjiao.

Once there is a choice, Zhang Fengjiao will be abandoned.

"As a mother, she gave birth to you and raised you, she may have loved you, and she may still remember you, but you are insignificant compared to her family, her son, her husband."

"I'm direct, so you won't make a mistake in the future."

"She's sold you twice, and you don't owe her anything."

"All the good she treats you now is clearly marked and demanded."

"In the future, memorize it repeatedly before going to bed, and seal the heart with cement."

A free man never asks for benefits or receives them.

After eating the oil cake, melon seeds, and oranges, it was possible that she could still watch Zhang Fengjiao fall into the fire pit again.

Once the heart is soft, it is entangled, and the feet of the mud are deep, and they can no longer get out.

For a while, Yu Feiwan felt that Zhang Fengjiao's parents sold her to her aunt and uncle, which was a blessing for Zhang Fengjiao.

It's hard to get out of the home that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, as long as the brain doesn't bubble, you should know how to draw a line.

Zhang Fengjiao's face is blue for a while, red for a while, and white for a while, changing back and forth, like a color palette.

The little face is puffing and puffing, and the lips are also high, and they can hang the oil pot.

Finally, he turned his head to look at Yu Ping, "Has her mouth always been so powerful?" ”

Yu Ping began to think about it, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she was a little difficult to say, "Is it possible, she not only has a powerful mouth, but also a powerful brain." ”

"Anyway, listen to her."

"You just remember a sentence, if you don't make a decision, you firmly believe that it's not too late."

"It's not too late to believe, but you have to live a long life."

Yu Ping is already Yu Feiwan's loyal little fan sister.

One thing after another proves that immortals are immortals, and they are like gods.

Zhang Fengjiao: !? (･_･;?

"Didn't you always talk to your grandmother and say that when you are indecided, burn incense and ask the gods?"

Yu Ping nodded thoughtfully, "It's not too late, it's a god." ”

"In my heart." Yu Ping remedied.

Zhang Fengjiao's expression became more complicated, and she reached out and shook Yu Ping's little brain, "What kind of ecstasy soup did she pour you?" ”

"Or is it that the water that melted from the heavy snow before is all in your head?"

Zhang Fengjiao tilted her ears sideways, wanting to hear if there was any sound of water in Yu Ping's head.

Yu Ping pulled down Zhang Fengjiao's hand, "Believe her, it's right." ”

If it is not too late to say that the delicate parents are uneasy and kind, then it must be the weasel who pays New Year's greetings to the chickens.

Zhang Fengjiao lowered her hand and hung her head in frustration.

Yu Feiwan lifted Zhang Fengjiao's chin with one hand, "Don't wilt yet, remember, it's not too late to wilt." ”

"You repeat!"

Zhang Fengjiao wanted to cry without tears.

She felt that she should be sad to hear those sharp words.

Can......

But now she just felt that her head was big.

Retell?

Retell?

How can anyone be so boring.

Two delicate and small clips appeared in Yu Feiwan's palms, in the shape of small butterflies, and their wings seemed to be fluttering.

"Repeat it, it's yours."

Zhang Fengjiao's eyes lit up instantly.

In comparison, what she has stuck at the end of her hair is shit.

Yu Fei was late, Zhang Fengjiao was late, grinding and chirping for more than ten minutes, and Zhang Fengjiao finally got familiar with it.

With the butterfly card in hand, the last sadness in Zhang Fengjiao's heart also disappeared.

"This card looks better than the one my uncle asked someone to bring back to me."

"I like it, I like it."

"I declare, you're my second best friend."

Yu Ping looked at the lifelike card, and her eyes couldn't help but show envy.

Few girls can remain indifferent.

Yu Feiwan took Yu Ping's hand, and a cold thing was stuffed into Yu Ping's palm.

How could she let Yu Ping fall and make Yu Ping envy others.

Yu Ping happily stuck the little clip in her hair, and at the same time muttered insincerely, Yu Fei was wasted.

This scene made Yu Feiwan a little in a trance,

In an instant, she couldn't tell whether she was facing her young mother or the mother who had broken her heart for her.

This scene is so similar.

She remembers that after she went to high school, she saved up money and bought her a silver necklace on her mother's birthday.

Even she was deceived that the chain was not pure silver.

Mom said that she spent money blindly, but she still happily wore it around her neck.

When you go to odd jobs, you don't forget to show off.

As if it was not a worthless broken chain, but a rare and precious thing in this world.

Later, she bought a lot of things for her mother, and the chain changed color and looked dirty and tattered, but her mother still carefully wiped it clean and stored it in the box.

Before she could get into the game, the necklace was sitting safely in the drawer of her study.

It was her first birthday present to her mother.

Yu Feiwan's eyes were a little moist, she didn't love tears, but since she came here, her heart seemed to have become more and more soft and delicate.

It's as if it's easy to be touched.

For three years, she missed her mother so much.

Yu Ping looked at the corners of Yu Feiwan's reddened eyes, and suddenly became flustered.

"It's not that I don't like it, and I'm not scolding you."

Yu Feiwan blinked his eyes and suppressed the sourness, "I know, it's just that a small insect flew into my eyes, you can blow it for me." ”

As he spoke, Yu Feiwan bent his legs slightly.

Yu Ping whistled a few times, "Did you come out?" ”

"It's out!"

Zhang Fengjiao: "Naïve! ”

This childish little trick can deceive Pingping.

The new card was put on their hair, Zhang Fengjiao and Yu Ping were very happy, leaving those bad things and bad people behind, and continued to eat and eat.

Yu Feiwan was fed a lot of delicacies of this era.

There is one thing to say, strange and delicious.

Yu Feiwan touched his slightly bulging stomach, and couldn't control his burping, "I really can't eat it." ”

"Isn't it time to pick up Peng Peng?" Yu Ping realized it later.

Yu Feiwan looked up at the sky, "It's really time to go back." ”

If you don't go back, it's going to be cold.

Yu Shuishan and Li Lan, who were working in the soy sauce workshop, were not surprised to see Yu Feiwan, but just told them to pay attention to safety on the way back, and not to listen to strangers, not to believe them.

Yu Peng was happy like an octopus climbing on Yu Ping's legs.

From afar, Yu Feiwan seemed to hear the conversation in the workshop.

"That's the little girl brought back by your old lady, who looks quite out of the soil."

"It's so old, can't you raise it?"

"I'm not a dog!"