In the past, when she said what she said made sense, this girl was always impatient.
But now I can hear it.
It shows that this child has finally grown up.
"Mom, after I've washed the dishes, I'll go to the village chief!"
Seeing Li Liu's confused look, Li Qinghe explained with a smile,
"Didn't Daya and Gou Sheng go to private school recently? And Zihu's leg, I should thank the village chief!"
"Well, the village chief has been very kind to our family. Not only did he heal Zihu's leg, but he also taught Gou Sheng how to heal his eyes!"
Mrs. Li Liu nodded, "There is sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the kitchen. When you go, remember to bring it to the village chief!"
"good!"
Li Qinghe responded and went to the kitchen.
…
morning.
sunny.
Bu Fan was lying leisurely on a bamboo chair with a book in his hand, Huo Qilin rested his chin on his bored hands, and little Lu Ren was practicing calligraphy in the room.
"Brother, what bad things did you do last night?" Huo Qilin yawned.
"Why did you say that?" Bu Fan put down the book in his hand and asked with interest.
"I can smell it. You have an aura of hostility. Although it's very light, my nose is very good!" Huo Qilin pointed to his little nose and said seriously.
"I don't think you should be called Bu Lin?" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"What's that called?" Huo Qilin was curious.
"Call PHS!" Bu Fan raised the corner of his mouth.
"PHS?" Huo Qilin scratched his little head, "Brother, don't interrupt, tell me quickly, did you do anything bad last night?"
"Nothing, just turning scum into ashes!"
Bu Fan spoke calmly, picked up the book, and started reading again.
"Scumbag?"
Just as Huo Qilin was thinking of asking something, a voice came from outside the yard.
"Village chief, are you at home?"
Li Qinghe was standing outside the courtyard door holding a bamboo basket.
"It's Sister Qinghe, why are you here?"
Bu Fan stood up and welcomed Li Qinghe into the courtyard.
"Village chief, this is sweet-scented osmanthus cake made at home, you're welcome!"
Li Qinghe opened the white cloth on the bamboo basket and took out a plate of osmanthus cake.
"You're too polite. Come as soon as you come. Why don't you bring anything with you?" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Li Qinghe shook his head hastily, "I'm here to thank you, the village chief. Thanks to you, the village chief, Zihu's legs will be healed and the dog's remaining eyes will be cured!"
"This is nothing!" Bu Fan shook his head.
Li Qinghe hesitated to speak and couldn't help but glance at Huo Qilin who was eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
"Don't eat it yourself, give some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes to Xiao Luren!
Bu Fan knew that Li Qinghe had something to tell him, but he took care of Huo Qilin beside him, and immediately reached out and patted Huo Qilin's little head.
"Know it!"
Huo Qilin rolled his big eyes, picked up two sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and ran into the house.
"Sister Qinghe, just say what you have to say?"
Bu Fan picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table and took a bite. It tasted pretty good.
"Village Chief, do you believe there are past and present lives in this world?"
Seeing Huo Qilin enter the room, Li Qinghe hesitated for a moment and said.
"If you believe it, there will be it; if you don't believe it, there will be nothing!" Bu Fan shook his head.
"That's true. Only those who have experienced it know whether it exists?"
Li Qinghe murmured to herself that if she had not experienced it, she would not believe in the so-called past and present lives.
"Village Chief, I said that I have experienced past and present lives, do you believe it?" Li Qinghe looked at him and asked.
"Oh? What should I say?" Bu Fan raised his eyes and asked.
"I don't know what to say either!"
Li Qinghe looked up at the lush peach tree.
…
In her previous life, she relied on her beauty and looked down on Song Zihu.
Later, I met Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng is different from the men in the village.
He has delicate features with a touch of handsomeness, handsomeness and a touch of gentleness. He exudes a special temperament, like a handsome young man.
He is funny and he is a rich man from the city.
At that time, she was coaxed by Zhao Sheng's sweet words and thought that Zhao Sheng was the good home she was looking for.
Later, Zhao Sheng promised to marry her and become a young mistress, saying that he didn't care that she was a married woman.
However, due to the long distance, it requires a lot of expenses on the way.
At that time, she had already been blinded by glory and wealth, took away her family's money and land deeds, and eloped with Zhao Sheng.
And this is the beginning of the tragic fate.
Then Zhao Sheng is not a rich man at all, but a complete liar and beast.
Zhao Shengli used his identity as a rich man to deceive the girls in the village and elope with money.
Then, they stun them with drugs, and not only steal the money of those girls, but also sell them to brothels.
But if you often walk by the lake, there is no reason why your shoes won’t get wet.
When Zhao Sheng was hooking up with a woman, she was discovered by her husband and had his third leg immediately broken.
However, this also led to the fact that Zhao Sheng was ruthless and cruel under his bright appearance.
Zhao Sheng will torture the deceived girl and then sell it to a brothel.
And Li Qinghe is one of them.
In that dark place, Li Qinghe lived a life worse than death.
She hated herself for being blind and blind.
She obviously loved her wholeheartedly and doted on her husband, but she believed in the sweet words of that beast and finally ended up like this.
Inside, she cried countless times.
She wanted to see the man who loved her and doted on her, and she wanted to see a pair of children.
It wasn't until she cried her eyes out and the brothel madam thought she was useless that she was released.
She was dragged back to the village with her broken body.
When her parents saw her appearance, they cried and were angry.
Later, she learned that Song Zihu had not remarried since she eloped with someone, and he had raised his two children by himself as both father and mother.
Moreover, the relationship between Song Zihu and his parents did not break down because of her.
Instead, I would bring my two children over to visit relatives every year and festival.
This made her feel even more ashamed of Song Zihu.
Later, Song Zihu brought his two children to see her.
She didn't dare to see him.
Because she has no face to see that man again.
But when she heard Daya and Gou Sheng calling her "mother", hot tears welled up from her eyes.
countless times.
She thought it would be nice if she could do it again.
She must live a good life with Song Zihu and love her two children well.
Later, I heard that Zhao Sheng had been arrested by the government, and Li Qinghe also passed away with this news.
But when she woke up again.
She unexpectedly found that she had returned to the day she eloped with Zhao Sheng.
…
"It's like having a dream!"
Li Qinghe slowly told the story.
Bu Fan's expression was quite calm, as if he was not surprised by Li Qinghe's so-called past and present lives.
"Sister Qinghe, have you ever heard of Huangliang Yimeng?" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"Never heard of it?" Li Qinghe shook his head slowly.
"This Huangliang dream means that there is a scholar who failed the ranking..."
Bu Fan told Li Qinghe the story of Huang Liang Yimeng.
The story is also simple.
It is about a scholar who went to Beijing to rush for the exam and failed in the exam. When he returned home dejected, he passed by an inn. After resting for a night in the inn, he
I dreamed that I married a beautiful girl and became a Jinshi. Later, I became prosperous, had children and grandchildren, and enjoyed all the glory and wealth.
After the old man died, the scholar suddenly woke up from his sleep.
Only then did I realize that it was all a dream.
"What the village chief means is that my past and present lives are just a dream?" Li Qinghe asked doubtfully.
"So what if it's a dream? So what if it's the past and present life? Cherish the moment and let it go." Bu Fan waved his hand.
Cherish the moment?
"I understand, thank you village chief for your advice!"