A meteor streaked across the sky at night, and a group of children jumped up in excitement underground, either sitting or lying down. Some children immediately close their eyes and fold their hands as if they were making a wish.

"What wishes, you don't know what they are?"

The other children were disturbed and opened their eyes to look at him, but none of them dared to provoke the child.

"Those meteors could be the garbage thrown by some powerful people, or even the they pulled. The little boy continued.

When the other children heard this, their faces turned white and they vomited.

This child is the son of the village chief of this Peach Blossom Spring, named Jiang Xing'er.

"Holy, that meteor is really some kind of garbage, it seems to be thrown at us. A small child suddenly shouted in a hurry.

When the other children heard this, they all looked up and burst into tears.

Many of the children have scattered, but the clutter is still far away, and they don't know where to hide.

Some of the children were so overwhelmed that they started crying.

But there was a little child who hadn't moved, not because he was calm, but because he had been hiding in the grass with his eyes closed, enjoying the breeze.

Other children tossed like this, Jiang Xing'er thought it was a joke, so she continued to enjoy herself.

As time passed, the meteor garbage slowly got bigger and bigger, and everyone could accurately calculate the direction in which it was also dropped, and they were a little more relieved.

But when they saw that the place was the place where they had just made a wish, a child immediately shouted.

"Hey, Jiang Xing'er get out of there. Reminders.

Jiang Xing'er was lying on his side, but he also heard the voice, but he was too lazy to move. If he sleeps in a position for a long time, it will be uncomfortable, so he straightens his body.

Suddenly, he felt a ray of light pass through Jiang Xing'er's eyelids and shine directly into his eyes.

Jiang Xing'er was taken aback, and immediately opened his eyes, scolding his mother in his heart, but now he simply couldn't leave here in such a short time.

"Takashi"

The meteor trash smashed right at Jiang Xing'er's stomach, but it didn't smash him throughout.

It's strange to say that the meteor garbage actually stopped the moment it touched Jiang Xing'er, and didn't smash it with all his strength, otherwise how many lives Jiang Xing'er would have died here.

Jiang Xing'er was smashed into the stomach, and the pain can be imagined.

But because it was smashed on the stomach and the power was very strong, Jiang Xing'er's feces and urine were smashed out and squirted far away. That scene, let's make up for it in our own brains.

Jiang Xing'er was powerless to speak, stretched out his trembling hand, raised a middle finger to the sky, and then fainted to death.

"Why are you dead?" There were also bold people among the children, and he wanted to walk over and see if Jiang Xing'er was dead. But the smell is too bad to be overcome with courage.

The adults heard the noise, didn't know what was going on, and all came over.

Ahem, let's skip those things that take care of and pee.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Xing'er finally opened his eyes, and he struggled to get up from the bed.

Suddenly, Jiang Xing'er was stunned, her expression was very rich, helpless, unwilling, and angry.

Because when Jiang Xing'er opened his eyes, he saw several ghost faces circling around him at the first glance, and he thought in his heart: "Which powerful person who lacks virtue, you lost it casually, I don't know that you killed such a smart and lovely child, won't your conscience hurt?"

Although Jiang Xing'er was very helpless, she did not forget to increase her worth.

"Woke up, he woke up. Suddenly, a voice broke Jiang Xing'er's thoughts, and as soon as he heard that familiar voice, he knew who it was.

Jiang Xing'er's mother: Wang Ziqing hurriedly ran over, hugged him, and stroked him gently.

"What, mother, are you dead too?" Jiang Xing'er's eyes were red, and she wanted to cry.

"Smack"

A slap was firmly thrown on the left side of Jiang Xing'er's face, making him really cry, and the tears were all beaten out.

"What nonsense?" Wang Ziqing thought that Jiang Xing'er was smashed stupidly, and slapped him without hesitation.

At this time, those ghost faces were taken down, it turned out that they were dancing the gods, not ghosts from the underworld.

Jiang Xing'er touched her face and smirked easily.

Suddenly, Jiang Xing'er felt a murderous wind coming from his right cheek, because he had just been beaten on the left side of his face, so he covered his left cheek with both hands.

Time suddenly passed very slowly, and Jiang Xing'er saw that her mother's left hand had been thrown over, and the target was her right cheek, and she thought, "Why do you have to be beaten now?"

Jiang Xing'er felt that time was passing slowly, and she was confident that she could avoid this slap.

"Smack"

Jiang Xing'er's left and right little faces were punched out of a bag, but his face didn't dare to have any expression, because it was too painful. He had to shrink into the corner of the bed against the wall, only to show a frightened gaze.

"Don't be afraid, Xing'er, so that we can really wake you up, this is called soul recovery. Mother Wang Ziqing said softly.

Jiang Xing'er was so miserable, she finally came back to life, and she was beaten head-on.

"Wait, what is the meaning of soul return? I am very awake now, why do you want to return to the soul? Are you so easy that you can't stop at all?" Jiang Xing'er suddenly shouted in fear, wanting to call everyone outside in to avoid a beating.

Mother Wang Ziqing was startled at first, feeling that the two slaps just now were really smooth, but now, she really thought that she should really not have enough.

"Come here, silly boy, you've been faint for days. We couldn't help it, so we invited someone to come and dance the gods. Hello now, I'll go make porridge for you right away. Mother Wang Ziqing said softly, and invited all the people here.

Jiang Xing'er's face was moved, but her mother was good to her, so she lay down and rested.

"What? My birthday is just over?" Jiang Xing'er immediately burst into tears, and hated the powerful man who smashed objects in the air even more in his heart.

At this time, a stout middle-aged man came outside, it was Jiang Xing'er's father, Jiang Changyuan.

"Xing'er, a few days ago, you were already ten years old, so you should also go to the training. Jiang Changyuan said with a smile.

Although Jiang Xing'er's family is the village chief's family of Taohuayuan Village, the village is self-sufficient. So everyone is the same, there is no difference between rich and poor at all.