Rong Qing raised her stunningly beautiful face and said proudly:
"With my grandma here, who dares to bully me? Besides, I'm not that easy to bully."
After he finished speaking, an obscure light flashed in his eyes. Let's not talk about the first life. The three hundred years he spent in that world after his rebirth in the second life were not lived in vain. Strictly speaking, the reason he returned to the world of the first life was entirely to eliminate the inner demons buried deep in his heart and survive the final disaster.
After this life, when her inner demons are gone and her calamities are over, she will eventually go back!
Therefore, coming from purgatory, I have seen too many demons and evil spirits, and experienced too many moments of life and death, mountains of swords and seas of fire, and life hanging by a thread.
Killing people is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables. She really has nothing to be afraid of, and no one can bully her.
Just?
Now she has a grandmother who cares for and dotes on her wholeheartedly, and so many family members who love her. In this life, she just wants to restrain all her edge and hide the heart that has long been soaked in the blood of slaughter and frozen under the icy cold of thousands of miles of glaciers.
Just live this life simply, for the people who are worthy, for the people who love you and are running towards you.
After a brief moment of thought, Rong Qing had already sorted out all her emotions. She coquettishly rubbed her grandmother's palm, then compromised and got on the kang and crawled into the quilt that her grandmother had already warmed. Like a curled-up kitten, she crawled into the warm embrace that had appeared in her dreams countless times. Her voice was sweet and soft, with the innocent charm of a young girl:
"Then I'm going to sleep! Don't call me a sleepy little cat later."
As always, grandma hummed a soothing, pleasant, and unknown song to her as if she were a child, and patted her slightly thin and slender back with her warm hands.
In a daze, I heard the kind and gentle voice of my grandmother: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, grandma will take care of everything. You just need to be a happy little girl forever."
A teardrop containing too much sadness and pain, and experiencing the ups and downs of three lives, slid down from the corner of Rong Qing's eye, quietly disappeared in her hair, silently and unnoticed from beginning to end.
Before falling into a deep sleep, she said to herself in her heart: "Well, just be a happy little girl!"
It feels so good to be hugged by my grandma like this. It seems that in an instant, all the past events, whether painful, remorseful, annoyed, or regretful... too many complicated, inexplicable, and unprocessed emotions have quietly disappeared.
It seems that with just a warm hug, everything else becomes less important.
While sleeping, Rong Qing inexplicably felt his soul tremble slightly, as if the haze that had been attached to it had dissipated a little.
When I woke up again, I felt extremely comfortable all over my body.
How long has it been?
How long has it been since she could sleep so comfortably without being on high alert? It’s been too long, really too long, so long that she can’t even trace it back.
Just as I folded the quilt, grandma pushed the door open and came in, holding her breakfast in her hand. It was yellow millet porridge with a fragrant rice aroma, and the tempting sticky rice dumplings were sprinkled with a layer of snow-white cotton candy by my grandma.
She swallowed helplessly.
This food with the taste of home is something she misses so much as she has been wandering away from home for who knows how many years.
Even if it is just the simplest meal, it is better than all the delicacies in the world!
"Haha, you little greedy cat, you've had so much good food since you were little, how come you're tempted by a bowl of millet porridge and two sticky rice dumplings? I'm really worried that you'll be easily deceived when you get married."
Rong Qing didn't expect that her embarrassing appearance would be seen by her grandmother and she would be teased. Even though she was thick-skinned and had no idea what shyness was, she still felt a little embarrassed.
Almost blushing?
Rong Qing smiled awkwardly, took the food from his grandmother's hand and placed it on the kang table, then began to eat without hesitation, not forgetting to praise:
"It's delicious. No matter what food we eat at home, it tastes so delicious."
Grandma Rong was an extremely wise old lady. She vaguely sensed that Rong Qing was different from before, and she looked at her with a hint of inquiry, but it was only for a moment. Her beloved child had never left her sight during this period. The next moment, her face was covered with that loving smile again:
"If it tastes good, eat more. I've been feeding you all kinds of delicious food in different ways since I was little, but you haven't grown any meat at all?
Look at the girl from Old Li's family. She weighed 18.8 jin when she was born and was called "little fat girl" since she was little. But she didn't lose any weight when she grew up and she's still plump and white. She looks so lucky. She's 18 years old this year and the number of people proposing marriage to her family is almost breaking down her door card.
Hearing the name of the chubby girl again made Rong Qing suddenly realize something, and it took him a while to dig out this person from his memory.
Forehead......
How to say it?
He is a little over 1.6 meters tall and weighs over 100 kilograms.
Because she was the only daughter in the family and had been cute since she was young, the whole family still doted on her even though there was a tradition of favoring boys over girls.
So it is true that plump and white people are popular.
“Knock, knock, knock…”
There was a sudden knock at the door.
Grandma Rong stood up unhappily:
"You eat your food. I'm going to see who's here. Who wouldn't be at home in this cold weather? Why are they visiting?"
As he walked and talked, he walked towards the gate. Rong Qing didn't care and enjoyed his delicious breakfast at ease.
This sticky rice dumpling is really one of her favorite foods. Even though she has been eating it since she was a child, as soon as the weather gets cold in the twelfth lunar month, the women in the whole village start to make sticky rice dumplings together as their main food reserve for the winter.
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