Shen Banzhong transmigrated into a novel. Her ignorant dutiful father and weak mother, plus three little gold flowers... Her eldest sister married an abusive man, second sister married an old man, ...
Under Shen Banxia's meticulous care, the little field mouse quickly woke up. Upon seeing Shen Banxia, it squeezed out a few tears from its tiny eyes. "Xiaxia, female, I almost didn't get to see you again! I was so miserable! That damn weasel, what did it have to do with anything? Why didn't it do its own thing and had to meddle in other people's business? Waaah!"
Shen Banxia twitched her lips. It was still the familiar taste, the familiar little field mouse. "What happened to you? How did you end up in such a miserable state?"
The little field mouse was now completely wrapped up like a white rice dumpling, with only its eyes and mouth showing. "Xiaxia, you female, you really have no conscience! I saved your life, and what did you do? You completely forgot about me."
Shen Banxia felt guilty. "I was wrong about this. Don't you like candy? When Zhou Mingqian goes to the county town next time, I'll ask him to bring you White Rabbit milk candy."
It's quite peculiar that this little field mouse has an unusual fondness for milk candy. It also likes fruit candy, but milk candy and chocolate are its absolute favorites. There's really no one else like it.
Mentioning this, the little field mouse got excited, practically leaping and bounding, its eyes practically gleaming. "Okay, okay, you can't forget this time. Didn't you ask me why I'm in such a miserable state?"
After saying that, she gave Chen Banxia a mournful look.
Shen Banxia rubbed the goosebumps that had risen on her hands. "Get to the point."
The little field mouse gave me a look as if I were a heartless woman. "It's all because of you! At first, I was planning to spend the winter somewhere else, but then I changed my mind. After I saved you last time, I was going back to my lair to get some things, and then I ran into that damned weasel. Tell me, isn't it just bored? It actually said I was meddling and told me not to interfere in human affairs."
Shen Banxia twitched her lips; she had a feeling that things were getting increasingly bizarre.
Wasn't she in a period drama script? How come there's a weasel here? Judging from what the little field mouse said, it must be in the same situation.
"Who do you think I am? How could I possibly listen to it? Besides, I didn't interfere recklessly. Whether it's you, your man, or even the child in your belly, they are all variables. So what does it matter whether I interfere or not? I think that ingrate is just jealous of my good relationship with you."
Shen Banxia's silence was deafening once again.
She felt like her worldview was about to be shattered. Before, she had guessed that the child in her belly might be a variable, but now it seemed that the three of them were the variables.
Looking back on everything, he realized that he had awakened his past life memories, obtained the script of the light screen, and could understand the language of the little field mouse. According to the script, the little mouse should no longer exist at this time. As for Zhou Mingqian, from what he said, in that illogical script, he had already awakened his own consciousness and was showing signs of resistance.
Although he couldn't change others, he himself had developed a rebellious spirit.
Thinking about this, I began to understand, to some extent, the things I had been unable to figure out before.
But, "Then how did you end up fighting?"
At this point, the little field mouse became even more indignant, "That damned thing actually told me to go back to the mountains to cultivate in seclusion, saying that if I interfered, I would be violating the rules and would be punished."
"So you didn't beat it?"
"Squeak squeak squeak, female Chen Banxia, you, you are really too unfriendly. I am on your side, how can you be so arrogant? How could I not win? I was just letting it win."
The urgent words and anxious eyes made Shen Banxia understand.
"Yes, you let it go, letting Zhou Mingqian go and rescue you when you were on the verge of death."
The little field mouse's voice trailed off, "Ahem, that was just a little accident."
"Okay, it was an accident. So it won't come looking for you again, right?" Shen Banxia really couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Hehe, I'm not afraid of it coming. If it dares to come, I'll beat it until its face is covered in bruises."
Looking at the smug little field mouse, he said, "Explain yourself clearly, what exactly happened? Otherwise, I'll have Zhou Mingqian send you back to your lair."
Of course, Shen Banxia said this on purpose.
The little field mouse panicked, "Shen Banxia, you're kicking me while I'm down! You're ungrateful! You're not a good person! I saved your life, and you still want to push me to my death! You're so immoral! Waaah! You're not human! You're a really bad person!"
Instantly, Shen Banxia felt the demonic sound piercing her ears.
Although Zhou Mingqian only heard squeaking sounds, Shen Banxia wished she could shut it up immediately.
"Alright, I was just kidding. Like you said, how could I be an ungrateful person? You need to explain to me clearly what exactly happened. You know, you and that weasel you were fighting with were from the same era. We are, after all, human beings. What if we couldn't beat it?"
"Hehe, since that's the question, then you don't need to worry. First of all, the first and most important thing for things like us is that we can't attack humans, or we'll be destroyed. Secondly, whether it's you or your man, you both carry great fortune, so we can't attack you either. Also, your man is full of murderous aura. If he were to draw his knife, neither the weasel nor I would have a good life. Otherwise, why do you think he ran away when he saw your man?"
Hearing this, Shen Banxia finally felt relieved. Although she heard the words "fierce aura" and "soaring evil spirits," she thought that Zhou Mingqian was a villain in the script, so it wasn't surprising that he was described in this way.
Besides, can't a person judge for herself whether she is good or bad?
Shen Banxia did not hide anything from Zhou Mingqian about what the little field mouse had said.
However, Shen Banxia slightly embellished the description of him as having a fierce aura, but in any case, he was someone who shouldered great fortune.
"Alright, now you should stay home and recover properly. Oh, and when someone comes over, be careful to avoid them. Also, be careful not to get it wet lately, okay?" Shen Banxia had to remind him. Even though he was wrapped up like a little mummy, the little field mouse still wanted to hop around.
As the little field mouse drifted off to sleep, Shen Banxia looked at Zhou Mingqian and asked, "After hearing all this, what are your thoughts now?"
"I don't care about any variables or uncertainties, I just want my family of three to live well."
Shen Banxia shared the same thought.
"However, right now, should I move to another place? This is the clinic, and it's not very convenient with people coming and going. After all, the weather is getting colder and colder, and there are even hailstones the size of eggs. This building probably can't withstand it. Also, I'm thinking of preparing as many warm clothes as possible."
“My grandfather once told me about a secret place, and that I should go there if I couldn’t find a way to survive, so that I wouldn’t starve to death.”
Shen Banxia was dumbfounded again.