Luo Yang regained his composure: "Stepmother, when my elder brother was young, a sudden change occurred in our family, and he was abandoned by that woman. In addition, the death of our biological father was a great blow to him, which caused him to become impulsive and irritable, and unwilling to easily trust anyone."
He wasn't like this before. What he said to you that night wasn't his true feelings; it was mostly said in anger. Please don't take it seriously.
Xiao Yunying felt a pang of sympathy for Luo Yang at this moment. He had confided his most painful memories to her without showing any emotion, yet he was only thinking of speaking well of his brother.
"And you, with so many things happening in your family, aren't you sad?"
"Me?" Luo Yang was silent for a moment before speaking, "What's the use of being sad? Those who are gone are gone, and those who are alive must live well."
He is not alone; he has a younger brother to take care of. He cannot wallow in grief.
He had no time to grieve. Without their biological parents, they had to adapt to everything around them as soon as possible. He could only comfort his older brother and take care of his younger brother, trying his best to ensure that the three brothers would not become a burden to their grandmother and second uncle.
Xiao Yunying sighed inwardly. At first, she had envied Luo Yang's clever mind.
Even an adult might not be able to handle these things, and he was only three or four years old at the time.
For Luo Yang at that time, being precocious was not a gift of extraordinary talent, but rather a source of pain and torment.
It would be better to know nothing at all, like Luo Li; at least it wouldn't be so painful.
"What is your ultimate goal in telling me all this?"
Luo Yang's hands clenched nervously beneath her sleeves: "Stepmother, that day my elder brother came back from the clinic and told me everything the doctor said. We know we misunderstood our former stepmother..."
Xiao Yunying interrupted him: "Since you know I'm not the original Xiao Yunying, you don't need to say these things to me. After all, it has nothing to do with me."
Luo Yang's palms were sweaty: "I heard what you said to Ali this morning. I want to say that our stepmother has misunderstood us."
What did I misunderstand about you?
"Does your stepmother think that my brother and I only kept your drowning a secret to protect Ali from being blamed or scolded by others?"
Xiao Yunying looked into his eyes. This Luo Yang was frighteningly intelligent. At only seven years old, he could understand people's thoughts so clearly.
Isn't that so?
Luo Yang said urgently, "Of course not. You told your mother that you wouldn't support us for the rest of our lives. We thought you were always thinking of leaving us as soon as possible."
Moreover, we know that you are a spirit transformed from a plant in the Western Mountains, and you will not drown in the river.
We searched along the river for a long time. Seeing that you hadn't come back for so long, we thought you wanted to take this opportunity to leave Xiaqu Village, so we deliberately didn't tell anyone that you had fallen into the water, hoping to give you more time to go far away and not be found by the villagers.
We weren't trying to protect Ali who did something wrong, nor were we trying to kill you. We really didn't expect you to be so badly injured or so seriously ill.
Luo Yang's words were a bit jumbled, and it took Xiao Yunying a while to sort them out in her mind. Pointing to herself, she said, "Me, a plant spirit from the Western Mountains?"
Mustering his courage, Luo Yang countered with the same words she had just uttered: "Isn't that right?"
"What a load of rubbish! How do I look like a monster?"
"So you are... a demon that has cultivated from an animal?"
Xiao Yunying's breath hitched. Couldn't she just be a human being?
"Think whatever you want."
Xiao Yunying gave up explaining. The idea of "possession of a corpse" didn't even sound as good as "animal spirit becoming a spirit." Besides, since she had a supermarket, the items she could take out weren't things that ordinary people would own, making it even harder to explain.
Luo Yang thought to himself that he had guessed correctly; she was actually an animal.
But now is not the time to discuss this.
“Stepmother, the night you asked my elder brother why he was lying on the ground when he came down from the West Mountain, it really wasn’t us who did it.”
Uncle Lin Shi had Grandma Yang and Aunt Fang carry you onto the bed, and then they went to call Third Grandfather. My older brother and I went to call your mother. I asked Xin'er, and she said you fell off the bed by yourself, and kept calling for water, so Xin'er poured you some. She couldn't lift you, so she could only wait for us to come back.
Xiao Yunying was stunned: "You fell down by yourself?"
Luo Yang nodded: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Xin'er. She wouldn't lie to you."
Xiao Yunying rubbed her temples, finding it hard to face the truth.
The original owner was unconscious on the mountain. When she woke up again, she had already arrived on her own. She had no memory of this part of the story and assumed that someone else was responsible for her lying on the ground.
Thinking about it now, she was in a coma the whole time, so how could she possibly have any memories?
At that time, the original owner had a high fever and had not eaten or drunk anything for two days on the mountain. He was delirious and wanted to find water to drink, so it is very possible that he accidentally fell off the bed.
As for whether Luo Yang would lie to her... if he dared to let her ask Luo Xin, then the possibility of him lying is very small.
No matter what he instructed, if she really wanted to test him, the little girl wouldn't be able to outwit her.
Luo Yang observed Xiao Yunying's expression and said:
“Stepmother, although we didn’t like our previous stepmother, it was because she always beat us and threatened to sell our younger siblings.”
Although we disliked her, we also remembered the kindness she showed us by saving me and my sister, and we never thought of killing her.
She disappeared in the Western Hills for two days and didn't return. We really didn't know she had fallen and fainted. She doesn't like us asking about her affairs. We knew there was no food left in the jar that day, and we thought she had gone back to her parents' house, so we didn't go looking for her.
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