35 Chapter 35
◎Reflect together◎
Chapter 35
These two little ornaments have never gotten along, perhaps because they were often placed together on the table. Later, after they gained consciousness, they started to dislike each other.
When they get together, they either quarrel or sing. They want to see who wins, and it's a real quarrel.
It's just that things have improved a little recently, perhaps because Chu Xinran often follows Xiao Ling'er, so they are temporarily not so noisy, which makes Chu Xinran relax a little.
Now I have enough time to distract myself and watch the fun.
Seeing Momo being chased out by Wu Laoer, Laoer's wife turned her attention to Xiao Ling'er. Thinking back to what she had just asked, her eyes showed some suspicion.
"You don't look like someone who can help your brother ask so many questions."
As the second son's wife spoke, she simply dragged a small stool over from the side, sat on it, and looked at Xiao Ling'er, ready to interrogate her.
Seeing her appearance, Xiao Ling'er knew that she was in trouble.
"Tell me, where did your brother get this thing?"
After hearing what her mother said, Xiaoling looked down at the ugly stone, with a look of disgust on her face.
"This was found in the mountains, and we don't know what it is used for."
Xiao Ling'er didn't say when she found this thing or when she brought it back, she just gave a brief account.
Thinking of her brother who was being chased and beaten, Xiao Ling'er had no intention of helping her friend to hide the truth.
"But this isn't my brother's, nor is it mine. It's Nuonuo's. Her parents don't let her play with it. I'm afraid they'll throw it away, so they're putting it here with me for now."
At this point, Xiao Ling'er's face wrinkled a little. "This thing is so ugly. I didn't want to put it in my room, so I ended up putting it in my brother's room."
"Hey, girl, you're just saying it now. Are you really going to let your brother get beaten?"
The second son's wife was so angry that she laughed and asked speechlessly.
"I was just about to say this. You guys are too quick. Mom, you and Dad are too impatient. You didn't even ask everything clearly before you started chasing my brother and beating him up."
After Xiao Ling'er said this, she began to calmly denounce her rather unreliable parents.
"Hey, what are you saying? Your brother has already been beaten, so you should follow suit. Come on, let's get beaten together with your brother."
The second son's wife chose not to listen to her daughter's accusation. She stepped forward and kicked the stone that had rolled into the corner of the ground into the cloth bag. She simply lifted it up and was able to carry it with her so that it would not fall out. Then she nagged Xiao Ling'er and asked her to follow.
Seeing this, Xiao Ling'er sighed and followed.
When she told the truth, she had already anticipated what was going to happen next.
It was nothing more than taking her to reflect behind her brother, thinking about how to write the self-criticism while reflecting, and finally reciting the self-criticism in front of her godmother.
But there were not many people in the village before, and even fewer people around my godmother, so she was not embarrassed to carry anything on her back.
But now so many uncles, aunts and children of the same age in the village have returned, and it would be a bit embarrassing to review this.
Thinking of this, Xiao Ling'er looked up at her mother walking in front of her and gave up the idea of arguing.
Since she has to write a self-criticism anyway, she should know what she did wrong, right?
Thinking about this, Xiao Ling'er looked at the little stone doll being carried by her mother and asked.
"Mom, what is this pressure stone you're talking about?"
When she asked, there was pure curiosity in her eyes. She really had never heard of it.
Hearing her question, Chu Xinran, who was following behind with some concern and wanted to step forward to help persuade her not to hit the child, also pricked up her ears.
She has been following until now, one reason is to watch the fun, and the other is because she is afraid that Xiao Ling'er's mother will beat her.
Xiao Ling'er is a girl after all, so beating her is not an option.
What she didn't expect was that looking at the appearance of Momo, he almost had a conditioned reflex to be beaten.
The culprit, Xiao Ling'er, just told what she had done and hadn't admitted her mistake. Xiao Ling'er's mother looked so hot-tempered but didn't say anything.
Judging from his current appearance, he is ready to take people out and watch Xiao Ling'er reflect on herself. It's enough for her to know her mistakes.
"Oh, I should have let this little girl be my master. Now I don't have to worry about being thrown into the stinking ditch every day."
Just as Chu Xinran was following the mother and daughter in front, thinking about the contrast in their family's treatment of their sons and daughters, she heard the sound of the small stone doll held in Xiao Ling'er's mother's hand.
Chu Xinran found it a little funny when she heard the regretful voice of the little stone doll. Her hallucinations were becoming more and more logical. She could even think of this.
Even if the little stone doll had chosen Xiao Ling'er as its owner at the beginning, Xiao Ling'er would not want it. She disliked the little stone doll because it did not look to her liking.
It's so ugly that it makes me feel uneasy just looking at it.
As they were thinking this in their minds all the way, the three of them soon heard the voices of Momo and Wu Laoer in the distance.
Originally, Grandma Shitou was watching with them, but when she saw them beating the children until they left the house, she stopped following.
After all, it is their own child, and she cannot interfere too much in how they educate the child.
Right now, as long as no one is deliberately bothering the child, the village chief and Stone Grandma are not prepared to take any action to protect him.
The most taboo thing in educating children is to have two completely inconsistent educational philosophies.
Out of sight, out of mind, she simply decided not to follow.
"It's late at night, hurry up, after we're done, let's make them write a self-criticism and read it tomorrow morning."
The second son's wife just arrived at the place and saw that her husband was still chasing after Momo, maintaining a frequency of three swings to hit one. The King of Qin circled around his godmother like a pillar and reminded her.
It's such a scary place outside. It's not safe to stay outside at night. It's better to go home early.
As she spoke, the second son's wife reached out and placed the small stone doll next to Ying Huai's tree. Judging from her expression, she probably didn't plan to take it back.
Since it was not their own child, they could not throw it away, but keeping it at home was certainly not an option. On the way out, the second son's wife was thinking about how to deal with this stone in her hand. Finally, she made a decision after seeing her godmother from a distance.
Just put it under the godmother tree. Not many people will come under the godmother tree to get things. Things put here will definitely not be lost. If Nono comes to get something tomorrow morning, just let her come here to get it.
Thinking this way, she didn't consider whether Nuonuo's parents would let her take back the things that she didn't allow her own children to take home.
"Alright, stop right there, kid. I'll be waiting here. You two have to reflect on your actions in front of your godmother."
Hearing what his wife said, Wu Laoer stopped, pointed his golden cudgel in the direction of his son, and glared at him, waiting for Momo to stop and stand there to reflect with Xiao Ling'er.
Momo stopped and turned around to see his father glaring at him like a monkey, waiting for him to reflect. He was speechless.
"Xiao Ling'er, come here, let's reflect on this together."
What else could he do? After all, he was his father. He chased him and beat him but didn't really hurt him. He just couldn't bear it.
Momo is a child with a lot of thoughts. In him, you don’t see the same obsession with face as other children of his age.
The reason he realized that he was taking the blame for his sister was because he had raised her. If it was someone else who had suffered such a loss, he might have been hesitant and wouldn't have said anything, but the other person would definitely have suffered a lot afterwards.
"Look at you, I've already taken the blame for you, what else do you have to say to mom?"
Standing facing Ying Huai, Momo asked Xiao Ling'er helplessly.
In the situation just now, according to his sister's personality, if she didn't want to say it, even if some flaws were revealed, she could fool his mother without making any noise.
But looking at her current appearance, it is obvious that Xiao Ling'er told the truth.
"If this stone were mine, I'd let you take the blame, but the problem is, this stone isn't mine. It's not okay for someone else to ask you to take the blame and get beaten."
Xiao Ling'er shook her head and briefly explained the situation.
要东西是她自己的，馍馍帮她背锅挨揍那是哥哥对妹妹的爱护。
But letting your brother get beaten because of someone else's things is bullying.
Xiao Ling'er would definitely not bully her brother like this. At least since her brother was beaten, she should know her mistake and admit it with her brother.
"The little girl is quite loyal."
This sentence was not said by Momo, but by the second wife, their mother, who was standing behind them and watching them reflect on themselves.
"Before, you asked me why I couldn't take this thing home, and I haven't explained it to you yet. Now, little girl, are you thinking too much? Do you think your father and I are teaming up and want to beat up your brother as soon as we get home?"
Having said that, the second son's wife simply found a rock to sit on and looked at the backs of the two men.
“No way…”
Xiao Ling'er muttered.
Want to refute.
But I had really thought so in my mind before.
"Headstones were used to press down the head side of coffins to suppress ghosts and the wealth of future generations. It's unlucky and can only protect the descendants of the person being pressed. What do you want to do by bringing it home and putting it under your bed?"
The second son's wife said this and walked forward to poke the back of the heads of the two unlucky children in front of them.
"I know this, but you guys never told us this before. This is the first time I've heard of it."
She didn't control the strength of her hand well, and Xiao Ling'er and Momo were poked on the head and fell forward, almost hitting Ying Huai's tree trunk. Ying Huai saw that the two children's heads were about to hit each other, so he used some spiritual power to protect the two children's heads from a distance. He was relieved when he saw that the two children really didn't hit each other.
"She's already a mother, and she won't hold back at all."
Ying Huai was speechless. He broke off a small piece of the useless branch at the end of his tree and smashed it on the couple's heads.
The couple who were watching their two children reflect under a tree were inexplicably hit by a branch and both covered their heads.
"What's going on? Why does it look like it's meant to hit us?"
Wu Laoer and his wife had just returned from outside and were not aware of Ying Huai's recent changes. They thought that everything was the same as before, with only subtle actions that could simply help the villagers avoid some risks.
Even the villagers had never imagined that when the world mutated, their godmother would become the one who changed the most around her.
Perhaps in their hearts, Ying Huai is special. Under such special circumstances, he can still change so much. How can it not be surprising?
"How would I know? I don't know."
When the second son's wife heard her husband ask this question, she retorted impatiently.
"Godmother is beating you guys for bullying the kids."
Momo heard the voices of his parents behind him, turned around and saw that they were both covering their heads. He looked at the fresh branches on the ground and reminded them softly.
【Author’s words】
Your Guzui suddenly appeared with a rose in his mouth~ The fixed chapter at 12 o'clock is still to come. I will argue with you after I finish updating... Oh no... Cross it out! Explain! Why is my morning different from the babies'~~~ He left with a flower in his mouth...
Correct the typo~
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