Chapter 216 Everything is written by each person

Chapter 216 Everything is written by each person

Compared to the liveliness here at Lin Xiaodou.

The leader of the Cole tribe and Mrs. Rita seemed a little lonely.

In the past, the Spring Festival was always a lively occasion with many people coming to celebrate.

But this time no one was invited, even the servants were given a day off, and only the couple celebrated the Spring Festival together.

Looking at the empty yurt, Chief Bogut took a sip from his wine glass and sighed:

"I didn't feel that way before, but now that everyone is gone, I really feel a little uncomfortable."

Mrs. Rita also took a sip of goat milk wine and sighed:

"We are not used to it in just one day, but Huanhuan has lived alone in the mountains for 10 years. Just think about how she survived all these years..."

When talking about Lin Huanhuan, both the couple showed a strong sense of guilt and heartache on their faces.

Although it was grandma who exchanged the children with bad intentions, it was their carelessness as parents that led to the subsequent mistakes.

"We have spoiled Mingzhu since she was young and taught her many lessons, but she still became a waste in the end."

Mrs. Rita felt chilled when she thought of how Mingzhu had dared to whip her in the face.

"That child is hard to tame. She probably inherited her mother's temperament." Boggart continued:

"Our Huanhuan has suffered so much outside, but she is still so kind. It's really rare."

"Yes, she didn't want to come back for the Spring Festival this time. She still feels resentful."

Mrs. Rita: "We must be a thousand times better to her so that she can accept us sooner."

Bogart suggested: "Madam, why don't we go to the livestock farm tomorrow? I haven't seen Huanhuan for several days. I really miss her."

Mrs. Rita's eyes lit up: "Okay, let's take more things over and give some to Huanhuan's friends!"

Talking about this, the couple became excited.

He changed his lonely and decadent mood and immediately went to the warehouse to pick out some good things.

Boggart took out a snow fox skin and said, "I have treasured this snow fox skin for a long time and I have never been willing to give it away.

I'll make a snow fox scarf for Huanhuan and her friends. They will definitely be very warm when they wear it around their necks."

Mrs. Rita smiled and nodded: "Yes, the snow fox fur matches the skin very well and looks good on me."

As she spoke, she also took out a pile of jade and gold and silver jewelry from a wooden box.

"I picked out some jewelry for those kids. They're all girls, so they're sure to like these things."

Bogut: "And Dr. Wang, he worked hard to treat my back pain. He is also the master of our benefactor Dr. Lin, so I have to bring him something..."

The two worked for more than an hour and finally packed several large boxes of things.

Looking at the things packed full, I feel a sense of accomplishment.

The couple looked at each other and smiled: "I hope Huanhuan will like the gift we gave her."

......

The next day, early in the morning.

Boggart and Mrs. Rita rode on horses, pulling a lot of things to the ranch.

Lin Huanhuan was a little surprised to see them coming.

When she saw the things behind them, her eyes flickered slightly: "What are these?"

Mrs. Rita looked at her eagerly: "Huanhuan, these are the Spring Festival gifts your father and I gave to you and your friends. Do you like them?"

Lin Huanhuan: "No, you guys sent me a lot of stuff before, I can't use them all."

Bogut waved his hand generously: "If you can't use it, throw it aside. Take a look at what you have now. If you don't like it, we will give you another one!"

Facing two pairs of expectant and excited eyes, Lin Huanhuan finally accepted these things.

Boggart and Lady Rita chatted with her about recent events and left immediately.

They were afraid that Lin Huanhuan would dislike them, so they didn't dare to stay any longer.

Lin Huanhuan, who wanted to invite them to have lunch, said:

Forget it, let’s do it next time. There will be a chance next time.

In fact, she had seen how good Boggart and Mrs. Rita had been to her these days.

Her heart is not made of iron, and she can be moved sometimes.

The previous resentment is slowly dissipating.

But she had never interacted with them before, and she was still quite timid inside.

After all, it all felt like a dream and she was still a little uncomfortable with it.

The night Lin Huanhuan received these things, she actually had a dream.

In her dream, she did not meet Lin Xiaodou, Liu Yaner and others, and her life story was not revealed.

Instead, she was caught in a forest fire, hugging the little gray wolf, and was burned to death in the fire.

The suffocating pain of being burned by fire woke her up instantly from her dream.

Lin Huanhuan covered her cheeks and cried for a long time before she recovered from the nightmare.

Everything in the dream seemed like something she had experienced before, making it difficult for her to fall asleep. She tossed and turned all night.

The next day, Lin Huanhuan told Lin Xiaodou about the dream.

"Sister Xiaodou, this is really strange. Why would I have such a dream? Did it really happen?"

Lin Xiaodou actually also had a dream about Huanhuan last night.

There are just some differences from the previous ones. For example, Liu Yaner and Zhu Damei were both cannon fodder characters in stories from different eras, and they died miserably.

Lin Huanhuan is a passerby who only appears by name in the current novel of The True and False Golden Era of the Prairie.

Regarding her dream, there is no plot like that of the heroine Mingzhu.

That's why Lin Huanhuan had doubts.

She also couldn't have imagined that it was the appearance of Lin Xiaodou that would completely change her miserable ending.

Lin Xiaodou didn't want to put pressure on her, so she comforted her:

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare, don't think too much about it."

Anyway, it’s all the ending of the previous life in the book.

She has kicked out the so-called girl of destiny, Mingzhu.

Lin Xiaodou had a hunch that perhaps she would never encounter any new plots in the future.

The world today is a world where freedom is not defined, and everything is written by everyone!