Luo Qianyu didn't pay attention to the movement behind him and found a stone to sit on.

"Happy New Year! Have you seen the people rushing to harvest sugarcane in the fields? Each of them has a family. They can exchange the harvested sugarcane for food and money to live on. This is also called living and working in peace and contentment."

"But there are bad guys who want to steal our sugarcane and tear down our homes, leaving us homeless. What do you think we should do?"

There were traces of dried tears on Henian's face. He looked at Luo Qianyu with moist eyes, then at the people working in the distance.

"Don't let them rob it."

"What if we don't let the bad guys rob us, and they kill us all?"

"No!" He clenched his fists, "Kill the bad guy."

Luo Qianyu nodded and found a big rock to sit on.

"That's right! So when the bad guys come, many people choose to become soldiers to fight the big bad guys, to drive away the bad guys and protect thousands of homes."

"Your father and Mr. Lu both went there. They became good comrades and good brothers, just like you and Sui Sui are so close."

"The bad guys were very powerful. One time they lost the fight and your dad could never come back, so Father Lu became his replacement."

"Do you understand?"

Henian looked at Luo Qianyu steadily:

"My father...was he killed by the bad guy?"

Zhang Guifang, who was hiding aside, heard this and stood up to stop it, but was held back by Lu Siman and his siblings.

Luo Qianyu and Henian looked at each other and nodded seriously:

"Yes. Soldiers defend their country, and it is inevitable that some will shed blood and sacrifice their lives."

"You and Suisui's father are soldiers and heroes. You sacrificed your lives to protect everyone's safety and happiness. It's amazing!"

Henian's eyes were red and he shed a few tears, which he wiped away stubbornly.

After a long while, he continued to ask:

"So...where's our mother?"

"Sometimes I dream that a woman holds Sui Sui in the water, and I call her mother..."

With his little hands, he wiped away the disobedient tears on his face.

He hated this dream and asked his father about it, but his father said nothing.

His grandmother told him that dreams are fake, and he believed it.

But he always had the same dream, and what his brothers said to him yesterday made him feel that dreams were real.

Luo Qianyu took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into his hand.

The truth is so cruel that I can't even tell it directly to my children.

After thinking about it for a while, he slowly said:

"Your father wants to beat up the big bad guys, and drive all the bad guys far away so that the bad guys can't get close to the people."

"So he can't be with you and can't be a good husband and father."

"He died, and your grandparents are gone too. Your mother couldn't take care of you alone, so she remarried and took you with her..."

"This world is very complicated. Truth, goodness, and beauty coexist with falsehood, evil, and ugliness. There are thousands and thousands of people, good and evil intertwined, each one is different. Human nature is the most difficult question in the world, and I don't quite understand it."

"You can forget your dream or remember it. It's normal for you to hate her, but I don't want you to be blinded by hatred and live in its shadow."

"Look more at the people around you. You have a happy family now, with your grandma, dad, aunts and uncles."

“The people who love you are worthy of your efforts and attention, and vice versa.”

Luo Qianyu said a lot, but only the last sentence sounded satisfying.

It's so hard to talk to little kids.

She was a little envious of Henian for being able to meet someone so patient.

The weird old man who raised her didn't care about so many things. He just taught her to fight if she didn't obey, to run away if she couldn't beat her, and to wait for death if she couldn't run away.

It can be said that it is a miracle that she survived to come here.

Thinking too much will only lead to tears!

She didn't know that her mother-in-law, sister-in-law and brothers-in-law were all silent after hearing this.

Several people looked at each other, and their faces showed: Good at speaking, speak more.

She stood up and brushed off the grass clippings on her body:

"Let's go, otherwise your grandma and the others won't be willing to go to dinner. If you have any questions, talk to me next time when I'm in a better mood."

Henian raised his slightly swollen eyes and looked at her:

"You just didn't point to yourself."

She recalled what she had just said and finally analyzed what the little guy meant.

"You mean, when I asked you to look at the people around you, I didn't point to myself?"

Henian nodded and waited for her answer seriously.

She smiled and shrugged:

"You don't want a mother, and I'm not used to having two children suddenly. There's no need to force a closer relationship."

After saying that, she pointed at the captain who was coming this way and said to the few people who were looking around and pretending not to hear anything:

"Mom, my two brothers, if you don't go down, be careful that the captain will deduct your work points."

Zhang Guifen looked in the direction where her finger pointed and stuffed the New Year greeting card in her arms back to Lu Siman.

"Hey, Ayu, Azhou, hurry up and follow me. My record of full work points cannot be broken."

"Hey, Second Brother, why does your name sound so similar to your eldest sister-in-law? From now on, you have to call her by two characters."

The two brothers Lu Dingyu ran to the fields.

Before she could finish her words, she hurried out.

Lu Siman walked up to Luo Qianyu, held He Sui's hand and gave her a thumbs up.

Then he turned around and called out Happy New Year:

"Nian Nian, come home for dinner. If you don't go back, you will cry with hunger every year."

Henian didn't say anything, but he swung his short legs quickly and rushed to the front with his head down.

This unusual noon seemed to have returned to its normal rhythm.

Luo Qianyu looked at the family eating in the sugarcane field, and pondered the system's setting that would make her die.

She wanted to try out what kind of situations would cause a loss of control and what kind of situations would occur.

She walked up to Zhang Guifen, stared at the sickle used to cut sugarcane, and then stretched out her hand.

"Ayu, Qianyu." Zhang Guifen swallowed the porridge in her mouth and yelled at her, "What are you doing with the sickle? You don't have to worry about the farm work."

Luo Qianyu put down the knife and smiled:

"All right."

But I was wondering why I didn't feel out of control when I took the knife this time?

Zhang Guifen drank two more mouthfuls of porridge and began to complain:

"We don't favor boys over girls in our family."

"No matter what you were like at Luo Laoer's house before, when you come to me, you are the same as Siman. I don't want you to do any work that she does."

Luo Qianyu sincerely thanked her, but she continued to criticize Luo Dashan and his wife.

Only after they finished their meal did they send Luo Qianyu, Lu Siman and the two kids back home.

During this period, the New Year's greetings were the same as usual, and I played with He Sui on the side, but I talked less.

When going home, he also took the initiative to help carry the empty lunch box.

No one mentioned the conversation on the hillside again.

However, Luo Qianyu was a little irritable, and felt like there was a dark cloud in her heart that she couldn't dispel no matter what she did.

As I walked, when I passed the large public well of the brigade, that feeling of being out of control came back again.

"Sister-in-law, what are you going to do?"

She heard Lu Siman calling her.

This time, she was able to control her consciousness and clearly felt her strong desire: to walk towards the well and then jump in.

She broke out in a cold sweat just trying to control her steps.

After a while, the feeling disappeared. She shook her head and said to Lu Siman:

"Maybe I didn't sleep well last night. I feel a little dizzy."

Lu Siman burst out laughing:

"You must have been worried about big brother so you didn't sleep well, right? You have such a good relationship~"

She lowered her head and smiled shyly, hiding the frost in her eyes.

The situation has come to a life-and-death struggle; she cannot care about anything else, let alone be a saint.

Luo Qingman must be dealt with as soon as possible.

She didn't believe that the system could complete the task without a host.