Chapter 274 The Wooden Statue Has Spirit 13
Chapter 274 The Wooden Statue Has Spirit 13
"I remember that a few days later, Uncle Damo fell on the side of the road because he was drunk. An An happened to pass by. Uncle Damo got drunk and beat An An."
"Well, I must go and save An An. I will not let the village face the scene of being massacred. The villagers in the village are all very good and they have kind hearts."
Lin Wenyao muttered that he must prevent any tragedy from happening.
He is trying hard to remember his memories of his past life, and he must help An An no matter what difficulties he encounters.
Only in this way can he have the right to speak at that time. If An An's grandfather is sick, he will definitely persuade his parents to give money to save him.
He still knows whether it is money or life.
Although An An was killed later, that man also lost many talented people.
In fact, in his previous life, he hated Xie Anan so much that he hated him for being so heartless. They were from the same village, so why was she so heartless?
After being reborn, he had no choice but to please Xie Anan for the sake of his parents. He suddenly felt that Xie Anan might be the same as in his previous life.
He is still as cruel and ruthless, but now that there is family affection, Xie Anan has a trace of conscience.
Song Wenjing listened to every word and left.
The protagonist can remember such details, An An must have been seriously injured. He likes drinking, right? Then let that Da Mo uncle taste the Northwest Wind.
When Song Wenjing came back, he saw Xie Anan sitting at the door, the little girl supporting her head with her hands, waiting for him.
Alone, as if abandoned by the whole world!
"An An? Why are you not sleeping at night? What are you doing here?" Does this child want to make me heartbroken to death? π_π
When Xie Anan heard Song Wenjing's voice, she stood up excitedly. She felt a little dizzy after sitting for a long time and almost fell down. Fortunately, she grabbed the door in time.
He said aggrievedly: "I had a nightmare and wanted to talk to Brother Song, but I called Brother Song many times and Brother Song didn't answer me."
"I had no choice but to sit at the gate and wait for Brother Song to come back. I dreamed that Brother Song was gone, leaving only Grandpa and me..."
When he was in the dream, he kept comforting himself that it was just a dream, but when he woke up, he called Song Wenjing many times, but Song Wenjing did not respond.
He was really panicked at that time. He was really afraid of Brother Song's arrival. It was just his fantasy.
There were candies and candied haws on the table, and he was covered with a very fragrant and soft quilt. If it weren't for these, he would really have thought that the past month or so was just a dream.
When I woke up from the dream, Brother Song was gone!
He could feel Song Wenjing's gaze, and was worried that this would only make Song Wenjing dislike him, so he gritted his teeth.
In a trembling voice, he said, "Brother Song, An An...did I do something wrong? I'm sorry...I shouldn't have done this."
Song Wenjing tried hard to make his words less stiff and said calmly: "You did do something wrong." The wind was so cold at night, and the clothes he was wearing were not thick, and he was still waiting here pitifully.
Xie Anan's heart skipped a beat, as if she had fallen from heaven to hell. Her hands and feet were cold, as if she had no feeling at all. "Brother Song..."
He wanted to apologize helplessly. It was not like he had never done something that required flexibility.
"You're bullying me because I'm a ghost, or I'll definitely spank you for sitting by the gate in the cold wind late at night."
"You have such a small brain that you can think of this. Go into the house quickly." Song Wenjing took a deep breath and spoke in a gentle tone.
This is his wife, he can't scold her, hit her, or be mean to her.
Xie Anan blushed when she heard about spanking. How could he be spanked when he was so old? Brother Song, you are so shameless.
"Ah!...Oh oh." Judging from Brother Song's tone, he should not be angry, right?
Xie Anan hesitated and wanted to close the door, but was worried that Song Wenjing hadn't come in yet. She looked around and asked cautiously, "Brother Song, are you in? I'm going to close the door."
"He came in, behind you." Is there a possibility? He is a ghost, and ghosts can pass through doors.
Originally, he thought Xie Anan was just standing there wanting to starve, and he almost lectured Xie Anan.
Unexpectedly, he was concerned about him. He couldn't help but say to the system: "Qianchen, hehehe, he really cares about me."
"You actually treated me like a human being and let me go through the main entrance, hehehe... You're so obedient and soft, I want to kiss you."
The system said that as long as he talked to the system, An An would not be able to hear him.
system:[…….]
Deadpan: [Oh, as expected of the host's wife, you care so much about the host, even I envy you.]
"Hehehe, he's so good! So cute. Look, look, I'm holding his hand. Ahhh! He turned his head to look at me. Did he notice?"
Song Wenjing felt his heart pounding.
System: [Heh! Please don't bother me unless it's important. Thank you! Especially if you're showing off your affection, please don't let me hear about it.]
"Hurry up and get into bed and cover yourself with the quilt. It's already late at night and you're still not asleep? Forget it, it's also because I didn't tell you I was going out."
"Next time I'm going to tell you where I'm going, don't do this kind of thing in the future. What if you catch a cold and get sick?"
Song Wenjing seriously urged Xie Anan to go to bed, but as he thought about it, he felt that it was not Xie Anan's fault.
It is normal for a child to be scared when having a nightmare. It is also normal for him to be scared and want to find someone close to him. It is also his fault that he has been away for too long.
Next time, don’t go out for too long.
"Okay, go to sleep. Don't do this next time, okay?"
Xie Anan wrapped himself up like a silkworm chrysalis, looking plump, and asked in a muffled voice: "Brother Song, you are not angry anymore, are you?"
"How could I be angry with you? I'm just worried that you might get sick. Go to sleep quickly, dear! Close your eyes."
Xie Anan felt relieved after hearing this, and she even fell asleep with a smile on her face.
While eating in the morning, Grandpa Xie asked, "An An, Grandpa felt some noises last night. Did you go out?"
He remembered the medicine he took last night to help him sleep, but he was too warm to get up. He remembered it again this morning, so he asked.
Xie Anan was eating a white flour bun. When he heard his grandfather's words, he looked up blankly: "Grandpa, I slept very soundly last night and didn't go out."
My face is full of: I don’t know, how could it be me? (*`へ′*)
Song Wenjing saw An'an lying without thinking and without changing her expression. That would have been fine, but An'an pretended to know nothing.
He almost laughed himself crazy, and he was so cute when he lied!
When Xie Anan heard a low laugh coming from the side, his whole face turned red instantly.
Oops!
Brother Song was actually by his side, oh my god! Not only that, he even lied to his grandfather in front of him. He felt so embarrassed now.
I want to bury my head in the ground, no one recognizes me!
Seeing his grandson's abnormal behavior, Grandpa Xie laughed, "Hahaha, good, An An didn't go out. It's windy at night now, so dress warmly when you go out."
"Grandpa, An An didn't go out..." Xie An An argued.
"Okay, okay." Grandpa Xie nodded quickly, as if everything you said was right.
Xie Anan: “…….”
Lin Wenyao's voice came from outside the door, "An'an, my eldest brother and second brother are back from hunting. They killed two big wild boars and other small prey."
"Do you want to come and buy some meat? It's cheaper than at the market. They're still slaughtering pigs, it's so lively. If you want to buy, hurry up and line up."
"If you go too late, the big fat meat will be gone."
Grandpa Xie raised his eyebrows and looked at his grandson happily, "Go ahead, buy more..."
Xie Anan: “…….”
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