Chapter 397 You Are Not a Disaster Star
Listening to Grandpa Jiang and the others saying that the condition was stable, especially the last few times when Uncle Mao's face looked rosy, she didn't dare to feel his pulse, and subconsciously thought that Uncle Mao was really getting better.
But I never thought that I would lose Uncle Xiaomao.
Jiang Xiaoxiao's eyes were red and tears flowed uncontrollably.
Qi Jinchen nodded.
She is so smart.
Smart enough to see through things.
"You're right." Qi Jinchen said this heavily.
Jiang Xiaoxiao's head buzzed.
It's all blank.
She said in a trembling baby voice, "Like... like daddy... going to the sky to be a star?" Jiang Xiaoxiao's whole body was cold, and the electric shock sensation ran from the top of her head to the soles of her feet, and then from the soles of her feet back to the top of her head.
Jiang Xiaoxiao opened her eyes wide.
Unbelievable.
Looking at the little girl who looked like a kitten and looked as if she had been struck by lightning, Qi Jinchen really couldn't bear to tell the truth. He moved his lips and looked at Grandpa Qi for help.
Qi Shihuan coughed lightly, "Xiaoxiao..."
"The doctor tried his best. Your uncle's toxin is too potent and can mutate, hiding from the human immune system... It's simply too difficult..."
"Even the combination of traditional Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine has not been able to keep him." This "he" represents Uncle Xiaomao.
Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't know how she felt.
I just feel my heart aches!
It hurts so much that I can't breathe.
Although she was young, because of her father's death, she understood the true meaning of death, which is separation and never seeing each other again.
Dad has disappeared from her world.
Uncle Xiaomao is also going to disappear from her world.
Why……
Is it because of her?
Jiang Xiaoxiao subconsciously attributed everything to herself.
She gritted her teeth secretly, "Uncle Xiaomao, where are you now?"
"The crematorium." Jiang Yunhai pursed his lips. "After the sparks are gone, a funeral will be held. We will give your uncle a proper burial."
Jiang Xiaoxiao doesn't understand the meaning of a lavish burial.
She rushed out, "I want to see him!"
"I'll go chase Xiaoxiao! Grandpa and grandma, don't worry!" Qi Jinchen followed closely behind, catching up quickly.
The little guy has short legs and runs fast.
After getting on the Ferris wheel, he urged, "Uncle driver, hurry up!"
At the moment the shutter clicked, Qi Jinchen came up and took a deep breath, "Xiaoxiao, don't get excited!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao sat in the corner with her eyelids drooping.
Keep all your emotions inside.
No one knows what she is thinking.
Qi Jinchen felt distressed. He looked at the small girl and tried to hug her, but was pushed back. She said sullenly, "Brother, don't get too close to me..."
"I am a disaster star, don't get too close to me."
Jiang Xiaoxiao’s memory goes back to when she was very young.
Her parents are gone.
The children in the village kept saying that she was a disaster.
They said her parents were thieves, but it was because of her that her parents ended up like that, and everyone who had anything to do with her would be cursed.
She is a disaster star and the children in the village don't want to play with her.
Later, because Jiang Qingmei and Jiang Xiaowei were fine and still alive, this kind of talk became less and less.
This moment.
The scars hidden in Jiang Xiaoxiao's heart were gradually revealed.
The scar she dared not touch the most.
At this moment, the blood was placed in front of him.
Everyone who had anything to do with her left.
Her father, her uncle.
Her mother.
Now even Uncle Mao is cursed.
So who is next?
Could it be her brother?
Jiang Xiaoxiao curled up in the corner, insisting that Qi Jinchen not come near.
Qi Jinchen's expression was firm, "No! You are not a disaster star!"
"You are a lucky star!"
"Since you came, both the Jiang and Qi families have changed and are moving in a positive direction. Our lives are getting better and better. We even have a clue about your mother."
"How could it be a disaster? Xiaoxiao, please don't set yourself up like that, okay?"
Qi Jinchen spoke earnestly.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was deeply immersed in her memories and couldn't extricate herself, "No, I am the disaster star."
"I am a disaster star. I am a disaster star. Everyone who is related to me will be cursed. They will all be cursed..."
"Brother, please stay away from me and ignore me, okay..." She choked up more and more as she spoke, and began to sob.
Qi Jinchen insisted on hugging her.
Holding her in his arms, giving her a sense of security, he felt so sorry for her, "Xiao Xiao!"
"Why do you want to put all the blame on yourself? You did nothing wrong. Birth, aging, sickness and death are normal."
"They will all leave one by one sooner or later. It's not your fault!"
"You did nothing wrong. Have you forgotten? When Grandpa Jiang almost died, it was you who saved him. How could you be the scourge?"
"Uncle Xiaomao's death has nothing to do with you!" Qi Jinchen pinched her shoulders and forced her to look directly at him.
He used his eyes to give the little girl courage and a sense of security.
Jiang Xiaoxiao gradually calmed down.
Yuanyuan looked at Qi Jinchen helplessly with her eyes, "Brother..."
"I am not a disaster star."
"No!" he said firmly, "You are a lucky star, everyone's lucky star."
"It's definitely not a disaster!"
Hearing this, Jiang Xiaoxiao calmed down a little and lowered her eyes.
I don’t know what I was thinking, but I finally calmed down.
Qi Jinchen sighed slightly.
He didn't expect that those five years would leave such a deep impression on the little guy.
After so long, it can still be picked out to influence the little guy.
Qi Jinchen said gently, "Let's go see Uncle Xiaomao."
"I'm sure they won't blame you."
The little guy trembled in his arms.
The journey is not far, but it is long.
I arrived at the crematorium in agony. It was very spacious inside and a song I couldn't understand was playing.
There was no strange smell. Qi Jinchen walked in with Jiang Xiaoxiao.
They thought it was someone's child and did not stop him.
Jiang Xiaoxiao saw Aunt Xiaomao crying at a glance. In her arms was her young sister who had fallen asleep due to sleepiness.
She felt so uncomfortable.
She tugged at Qi Jinchen, "Brother." Pointing to her chest, she said, "It's so stuffy and uncomfortable here. Why do you feel so uncomfortable, brother?"
"I can't resolve it no matter what I do. She's in so much pain..."
Qi Jinchen rubbed her head and said, "This is heartache."
"Let's go."
He held Xiao Mengya's hand tightly and walked over.
"Grandpa Village Chief..."
Even though Jiang Xiaoxiao's voice was very soft, the Mao family still heard it immediately. The village chief came over with a cane, "Xiaoxiao, are you here to see your uncle Mao off for the last time?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao looked up at the elderly village chief.
He seemed older.
There were more wrinkles on his face, and he looked several years older than before.
Uncle Xiaomao disappeared from his world. The village chief must be very sad. Jiang Xiaoxiao lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, village chief."
Aunt Xiaomao wiped away her tears and came over with the little guy in her arms, "Xiaoxiao, don't blame yourself."
"Your uncle Xiao Mao said that he was worried that you would blame yourself and take the blame on yourself."
"He asked me to tell you."
Aunt Xiaomao's eyes were red and she choked up a little, "You are not a disaster star."
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