"Please sit down and let's talk about this." At this time, the village chief's wife came out with a stool.
"What are you standing there for? Pour the kid a glass of sugar water. He must be thirsty after being here for so long." The village chief said to his wife.
"No, no. Aunt, don't bother. I'll leave after I'm done talking to uncle." Song Jinxiu said quickly.
"Okay, it's getting dark, so I won't keep you here. I agree to this.
In half a month, I will definitely help you collect all the food.
"Because of my friendship with your father, I promise to do everything right." The village chief said happily. But after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong and suppressed the corner of his mouth that was about to turn up.
"Okay, thank you uncle, I'll go back first." Song Jinxiu said goodbye and left.
When I walked out and saw Aunt Yang waiting for me, I felt relieved instantly.
The two walked back quietly.
"Miss, are you really leaving?" Aunt Yang asked.
"Yes." Song Jinxiu said, there are too many hidden dangers staying here, she must leave.
"What about the land we planted?" asked Aunt Yang.
She also had some selfish motives and had saved up some assets over the years.
Buy some land and build a house, and it’s time to find marriages for the two sons.
"Aunt Yang, do you want the land?" Song Jinxiu asked instead of answering.
"Which farmer doesn't want land?" Aunt Yang said embarrassedly.
If you say you don't want it, it's because you can't afford it.
"Okay, I understand." Song Jinxiu responded without giving a definite answer.
Aunt Yang didn't say much when she saw this.
The two walked quietly and soon arrived at Song Jinxiu's house.
There was a kerosene lamp lit in the room, flickering in the wind.
The empty house looked a little eerie.
Song Jinxiu felt a little nervous, but not that scared.
After all, she had died once.
As for how she died? All I can say is that she got what she deserved. No, it should be that she didn't seek death.
That day.
I was walking around outside, a blade of grass in my left hand and a vine in my right hand, picking at whatever I saw.
Just like that, I was pricked by the thorny rose.
I was so angry that I pulled the flower out.
It was right in my palm. I didn't have any tissues with me.
A drop of bright red blood stood in the palm of my hand, and I really wanted to lick it.
Isn’t it said that saliva can also be used as a disinfectant?
Well, since we were in public, I held back. It wasn't far from the studio anyway, so I just had to go back and wash my hands.
When I got to the studio, I quickly took a tissue to wipe my hands and washed them at the same time.
I didn't take it seriously at first; it was just a prick, a wound that only drew a drop of blood.
Maybe the wounds have healed during the time I've been back.
What kind of storms and waves have you not experienced? It’s no big deal.
Then after washing my hands, I accidentally discovered that the drop of blood was still there!
???
This is way off the mark.
Song Jinxiu didn't believe it and wiped it with a tissue, but it didn't fall off.
It feels like it's growing on your hands, and you can feel pain when you rub your palms hard.
Song Jinxiu was very panicked.
I poked it gently with a pimple needle, but it didn't break. But my whole hand is numb.
Then Song Jinxiu discovered that there was an open space as big as a football field in her mind.
There is also a well in the corner.
Song Jinxiu thought in surprise, I know the answer to this question, it must be a farming space.
Then Song Jinxiu looked at the cement floor and fell into deep thought.
That is? Lingquan Space?
Song Jinxiu rubbed her little hands excitedly and drew a bucket of water from the well.
Have you finished this bucket?
I picked up the cup on the table and poured out a glass. After trying it, it was indeed very sweet.
And then… and then…
Nothing happened after that.
So? Just a simple space?
Song Jinxiu didn't believe it, so she boiled a pot of water in the studio and poured it into disposable cups and placed them in various corners.
Getting ready to measure whether space is static in time. This is my last chance. If it is not static...
That doesn’t matter. It’s good enough to have space. Why ask for so much?
By the way, people cannot enter space, only consciousness can enter.
There will be no results for hot water measurement in a short time.
There are no customers in the studio now, and I am the second in command of the studio.
She looked around the studio of more than ten square meters. Well, the boss didn’t come today, so she was the boss!
I’m usually a little busy during holidays, and also doing some bridal makeup for the end of the year wedding!
Taking advantage of this time, Song Jinxiu checked all her balances.
Very good, it adds up to more than 50,000.
I am an orphan. Because I have no talent for reading, I went out to find a job after nine years of compulsory education!
After graduating from junior high school, I followed this boss lady to learn makeup. At the beginning, I didn't get any salary, and I had only been receiving salary for a few years. It was very difficult to save so much money.
I finally made it to the end of get off work time, and I skipped home, ready to search online to see what supplies I needed.
When crossing the road, he was hit by a large truck.
Yes, she seemed to see herself flying out in a parabola.
Then when she woke up, she turned into Song Jinxiu.
Oh, right, space.
Song Jinxiu suddenly remembered and quickly checked her hands.
No, nothing.
Song Jinxiu slumped in the rocking chair in frustration.
"My space! Wuuuuu!! I feel sadder when I find out you're gone than when I find out I'm dead." Song Jinxiu began to cry softly.
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