69: Senior Feng, let me have a good time before I die
"What's the point of living?"
"I came into this world with cries, and left with cries. Since people are born to die, why do we still live?"
In the carriage.
Fengzhu asked such philosophical words.
These words made Xiao Queer stunned.
A confused look on his face.
The processor in the little girl's head is simply not enough to handle problems of this level.
It also made Wu Zhongxian look at her.
This female swordswoman seems to have changed since she bought clothes in Beicheng that day.
No words were spoken during this time.
As if in meditation.
And he deliberately kept a distance from Wu Zhongxian.
It wasn't until today that she suddenly asked such an inexplicable question.
Wu Zhongxian looked at Feng Zhu and asked, "What's wrong with you recently?"
"nothing."
Feng Zhu closed his eyes and spoke faintly, and Wu Zhongxian could feel a faint sadness.
Is this the realm of land gods?
Always thinking about some inexplicable questions.
"What's going on? If you don't tell me, don't blame me for not helping you find an enemy."
"you……"
Fengzhu opened his eyes and looked at Wu Zhongxian.
This guy threatened himself again.
Is he really not afraid of getting beaten?
"Tell me what's going on." Wu Zhongxian came over, sat next to her, and asked gently.
Feng Zhu was silent for a while, but still said the same thing: "It's nothing."
Wu Zhongxian clearly felt something!
But if Feng Zhu didn't say anything, there was nothing he could do.
Wu Zhongxian looked at Xiao Que'er, whose little head was almost spinning, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Que'er, you answer the question Grandma Feng just asked."
Hearing the name Grandma Feng, Feng Zhu's calm forehead jumped slightly.
She finally knows who taught the bad children!
But asking a child to answer such a profound question, Feng Zhu didn't think the little bird could answer it.
Even a terrestrial deity like her couldn't figure it out, so how could a seven or eight-year-old child figure it out?
The reason why Fengzhu laments death.
It was also a sudden depression.
Because she found herself emotionally moved.
However, she cannot be emotional.
Because she bears a blood feud.
After taking revenge, she will die.
Once she has feelings and concerns, she can't go all out for revenge.
You may even be indifferent to hatred in order to save your life.
This is unacceptable to her.
Because she has recently been immersed in Wu Zhongxian's peaceful and turbulent life, her hatred has faded a lot.
She doesn't even want to die.
She has a nostalgia for this world.
I have a nostalgia for the people in this world.
She had no way of trying her best to get revenge.
This is absolutely unacceptable to Feng Zhu.
That's why she was confused.
Falling into a state of being somewhat irritable and extremely confused.
The injuries inside her body were already serious.
If she had feelings and concerns, how could she die peacefully?
So Fengzhu was confused.
She couldn't figure out why people died.
What’s more, I can’t understand that feelings should obviously be beautiful.
But why is it so uncomfortable?
Wu Zhongxian smiled and said: "Little Que'er, come and answer for your Grandma Feng."
"Sir, I... don't know how to answer."
The little bird was timid and did not dare to answer for fear of saying the wrong thing.
Even though they have been together for so long, they are still cautious and careful, for fear of making Wu Zhongxian unhappy with just one word.
"Don't be afraid, just answer what you can think of now. I won't be angry." Wu Zhongxian touched the little girl's head to reassure her to answer.
Xiaoque'er was encouraged and finally gained some courage. She raised her head slightly and looked at Sister Fengzhu with her crystal clear eyes.
Although Fengzhu felt that it was impossible for the little girl to say anything, he still had a good impression of this cute girl and wanted to hear what she had to say.
Xiao Qie'er timidly held the corners of her skirt with her two little hands and said cautiously: "My family is poor. I have never been to school or a school. My father is a scholar. He taught me many words. He loves poetry very much, but he doesn't like poetry.
I can’t afford a book. There are no words or poems in my father’s notes, only the dates when he worked for others.”
"When I was a child, I never knew what the meaning of my father's working so hard was."
"It wasn't until later that I...I knew that my father was doing it for my mother and me..."
Hearing this, Feng Zhu was stunned.
Even Wu Zhongxian was stunned for a moment and looked over subconsciously.
The little girl stumbles when speaking, but her heart is pure and she speaks the simplest words.
It is not mixed with any impurities, and does not have any quaint atmosphere.
Little Que'er recalled her father and mother, her eyes were a little red, and she quickly raised her hand to wipe her eyes. Afraid of making the adults angry, she quickly continued: "Living may not be meaningful, but sometimes it can be very happy. Just like when I was saved by adults.
I will be very happy when talking to adults or when talking to adults. I think this is what makes my day very meaningful!”
"As long as I live, I will encounter many meaningful things. I don't know what grandma Feng means. But, in my words, it's like I can eat enough every day, see adults happy, and see flowers on the roadside.
When my children open up and I see birds flying in the sky, I will be very happy. I think these are very interesting things and they are also meaningful things in my life."
"Repaying your life-saving grace and finding the murderer of my parents! These are the meanings of my life!"
“…”
Xiao Que'er's words made Feng Zhu completely stunned.
"Well said!"
Wu Zhongxian came back to his senses, touched the little bird's head vigorously, and praised him happily, which made the originally timid little girl relax.
She was afraid that the answer she gave would make the adults unhappy and Sister Feng unhappy, so she stuttered when she spoke.
But she didn't know how much the answer she came up with from these trivial matters in life would have an impact on Feng Zhu, the land god.
Wu Zhongxian looked at Feng Zhu and said, "Xiao Que'er is a very pitiful child. Compared to Senior Feng, who is desperate for life and death, she is much more pitiful than you."
Wu Zhongxian said and picked up the little bird.
"She has no ability to take revenge, and she doesn't even know how her parents died."
"But Senior Feng, you obviously have great hope, but you turn a blind eye to the beauty around you and take everything you have for granted."
"I don't know how to answer your question. But I want to say that for people with terminal illnesses, a healthy body is an unattainable luxury. He will definitely think, if I am healthy, I can take any external things.
Come in exchange."
"Senior Feng, you are obviously so outstanding, with looks and martial arts that are envied by countless women in the world, but you always think about life or death. It is really sad!"
"If you really want to die, marry me first and feel better before you die!"
"You can't just come to this world and die inexplicably without even experiencing the wedding night, right?"
“…”
Originally, Feng Zhu was a little moved and guilty by what Wu Zhongxian said, and she almost fell in love with him!
As a result, Wu Zhongxian's last words were so refreshing...
The corners of Feng Zhu's eyes twitched, and all good feelings disappeared.
But at the same time, worries disappeared.
The little bird also blushed and covered her mouth, holding back her laughter.
Although he is young, he knows a lot.
After all, little girls in this world are already married at the age of thirteen or four.
