The sky was getting darker, but Xiao Lin, who lived in the cowshed, couldn't sleep.
He lay on his side on the simple wooden bed, his eyes fixed on the direction of the Jiang family.
Although he couldn't see anything, he still raised the corners of his lips excitedly.
After that girl turned into a little chubby girl, she was really interesting. But he had to be more careful and not let her recognize him.
It's late today, I'll go find her tomorrow.
What's a good reason?
Just say thank you to Jiang Shixun for the boiled eggs he brought tonight~
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Xingfu Village has not yet had electricity, and the villagers are reluctant to light oil lamps and candles, so every household goes to bed early, and most people go to bed after nightfall.
The Feng family is an exception tonight.
As it was getting dark, the Feng family couldn't sleep and kept running to the toilet.
"Hey! Are you ready, second brother? If you are, come out now! I can't hold it anymore!"
"Yingjun, come out quickly! I can't hold on any longer!"
"What's going on? Why are so many people suffering from stomach upset?"
"Ouch, my stomach hurts."
Because Feng Ergou occupied the toilet and refused to come out, the other members of the Feng family could only stand outside the toilet with their hands on their stomachs.
Later, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I just went back to my room and used the toilet.
No one noticed that Feng Baozhi and Xue Bingqing stayed in the house and did not come out.
Because she disliked the smell of Feng Ergou, Xue Bingqing slept in the same room with Feng Baozhi tonight.
But both mother and daughter were still asleep.
From time to time, strange noises came from outside, which prevented the two from sleeping at all.
Xue Bingqing covered her ears with the quilt in disgust, then patted Feng Baozhi comfortingly and asked her distressedly, "Zhizhi, does your face still hurt?"
"I don't like Dad." Feng Baozhi turned around and looked at Xue Bingqing's face in the dim candlelight. "Mom, do you like Uncle Jiang?"
Xue Bingqing's expression changed: "Don't talk nonsense, if your father hears it, he will beat you again."
Feng Baozhi looked at her with burning eyes: "But I like Uncle Jiang and want him to be my father."
Xue Bingqing's eyes flashed, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Zhizhi, you're a grown-up kid now. Don't talk nonsense, understand?"
"Oh, then I won't say anything." Feng Baozhi replied perfunctorily, then added, "Let's go apologize to Uncle Jiang tomorrow. Will he forgive me?"
Xue Bingqing smiled and said affirmatively: "Yes, you are still a child, Uncle Jiang won't bother with you."
Feng Baozhi laughed when she heard this: "That's good. I'm going to sleep."
After saying that, he closed his eyes.
Xue Bingqing didn't feel sleepy at first, but for some reason, her body became more and more tired, and she soon closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Just after she fell asleep, Feng Baozhi quietly opened her eyes and looked at Xue Bingqing who was still sleeping with complicated eyes.
She didn't like this woman because she was not the real Feng Baozhi at all.
Her original name was Feng Zhizhi. She was a talented doctor in the 21st century and worked in a high-end private hospital.
However, she didn't expect that after she performed a heart transplant on a wealthy patient, the donor's brother secretly found her and stabbed her to death!
After waking up, she became Feng Baozhi.
Not only that, she also possessed Feng Baozhi's memories for the next few decades.
Judging from her experience of reading novels, in this case, she should have taken over the body of the reborn Feng Baozhi.
According to memory, Feng Baozhi did not have a good life in her previous life.
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