One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

Feng Qi looked at Meng Guiyi's expression, then looked at the couple, he nodded slightly, and the couple left in embarrassment.

He knew that what the little girl Meng Guiyi felt was not the determination of these two people to be together even if they died.

Forget it, some feelings can't be stuffed into her head.

Maybe she understood correctly.

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Meng Guiwen looked elsewhere again.

It was a family of several people who looked tattered, as if they had been intercepted.

The husband and wife are still supporting the old lady, and there are several children behind them.

Like this kind of family where all died, most of them were accidents.

People who come to disaster will have a better life in the next life.

Thinking of this, Meng Guiwen began to think about whether the monks and evil cultivators he had killed in this life were disasters.

It would be too unfair if the reincarnation was better in the next life.

They should be reincarnated as pigs!

Feng Qi looked at Meng Guiwen carefully looking at the soul bodies passing by, and always felt that this girl probably really thought differently from what he thought.

Now he has no way to know what Meng Guiwen is thinking.

You can only guess from her eyes and what you know about her.

Meng Guiwen is a person, rather than saying that her understanding of many emotions is similar to that of animals.

Like a kitten.

Sometimes you feel that she is very close, and sometimes you feel that she is really indifferent.

But you can't predict what she will do next.

Even when you think you know her well, she can still do things that drive you crazy.

So when facing Meng Guiwen, don't predict her next step, but accept her next step.

That way there aren't too many surprises.

The two walked into the mist, and Meng Guiyi began to hear the soul next to him looking at the void and talking to himself.

Some people wept silently, some covered their faces and wept bitterly.

Meng Guiwen saw the girl in front of her crying so hard, so she leaned over to have a look.

I saw the pictures of her life flashing in front of her constantly.

That was her stepmother.

The stepmother was very kind to her, but she felt that the stepmother was hurting her, and she was with the gangsters nearby.

She even felt that those little gangsters were really kind to her.

As a result, she thought that someone who treated her well raped her and even wanted to kill her.

It was her stepmother who rescued her and took her home.

But because she was seriously injured, even though her stepmother sought many doctors, they could not save her life.

After reading the girl's memory, Meng Guiwen looked down at the little girl who was squatting sobbing, but he didn't know what to say.

Probably because I have read too many books about stepmothers, and I always feel that all stepmothers are bad.

Of course, it is true that many stepmothers are bad.

After all, that stepmother wanted to pave the way for her own child, and of course she didn't want the child in front to compete with her own.

At this time, the children of those deceased wives will be attacked.

But this little girl's stepmother, no matter how you look at it, is really good to her.

And before the little girl died, she also realized it.

So at this time, all that appeared in front of her was about her stepmother.

Although this little girl seems miserable, if Hua Yuanyue sees it, she will definitely be able to write a little girl literature.

And it's like reincarnation.

Thinking of this, Meng Guiwen suddenly wanted to read it very much, and really asked Hua Yuanyue to write a book for her when she got back.

Then she reached out and pulled the little girl up.

The little girl looked at the beautiful girl in front of her who made her unable to take her eyes off, and then looked at Feng Qi who was on the side.

At this glance, the little girl couldn't move her eyes.

Meng Guiwen couldn't say a word to comfort her.

Well, the way to comfort someone is indeed to let the other person look at the beauty.

Fortunately, this little girl still has strong self-control, and she probably still thinks about her stepmother who was misunderstood by her.

"Excuse me, miss, what's the matter?" The little girl asked Meng Guiyi.

There is not much difference in age between the two.

"Thank you." Meng Guiwen thanked.

Then let go of the little girl's hand, and then moved forward.

Those two words made the little girl unable to react.

But watching Meng Guiwen disappear into the mist, the little girl turned her head again, and when she saw her stepmother, she started to slap her mouth again, counting her viciousness.

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"What are you thanking her for?" Feng Qi asked curiously.

If Meng Guiwen said something to comfort him, he would probably understand it.

But Meng Guiyi said thank you, not to mention that the little girl didn't know what it meant, even Feng Qi didn't know what it meant.

"Provide me with the storybook material." Meng Guiwen said seriously.

Then just take a look here and join in the fun.

If she hadn't been able to hold a pen and paper now, she would have to record some details for Hua Yuanyue's reference.

Feng Qi helplessly helped her forehead, this girl is really hopeless.

After all, on the bridge of Ming, seeing all kinds of changes in the world is often thought-provoking.

How many poets would like to walk across Mingqiao and see all the flowers in the world at a glance.

This girl is really nice, she came here to look for material on Mingqiao.

Moreover, Hua Yuanyue had to be appointed to write it.

There really is her.

Meng Guiwen really likes to watch these people's tragic lives or warm memories.

But if she wanted to empathize with her, she really couldn't feel it.

Probably because she can make up for the past now, so she feels that if these people's lives are written in a storybook, it can also help them make up for their wishes.

Hua Yuanyue is best at this kind of thing.

And Meng Guiwen also loves to watch it very much, I really can't get tired of watching it a hundred times.

And Hua Yuanyue is also very good at embellishing the plot, so she always itch to read the next volume.

Thinking about it this way, Hua Yuanyue owed her [-] volumes.

No, I have to ask her to fill it up and write a new one when I go back this time.

But I really want to see these new themes.

Feng Qi looked at Meng Guiyi from being calm at the beginning to scratching his ears and cheeks later, and he just shook his head helplessly.

"Little Lotus, look, do you want to try my new stewed lotus root soup?" Feng Qi took a step, when the familiar and distant voice suddenly sounded behind him.

This surprised Feng Qi, and turned around quickly.

He saw a gentle and beautiful woman walking towards him with a bowl of soup.

When the woman saw him turn around, the smile on her face became wider: "Your brother-in-law went to dig the lotus root. I specially found the tenderest and freshest lotus root to make soup for you."

After saying this, he continued: "You went out to play in the snow again? You are seventeen, why are you still acting like a child? When your brother-in-law comes back, you will have to be disciplined again."

Looking at the busy figure in front of him, Feng Qi stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare.

I'm afraid that if I touch it, I won't be able to see it.

He wanted to go forward, but a young boy walked towards the woman one step ahead of him.

"Brother-in-law went to dig it? We have a world of ice and snow here, so where are the lotus roots?" The young man said so, but looked out the door, as if he wanted to know if the man had come back.

Seeing his eyes looking out the door, the woman covered her mouth and smiled: "Then I made this soup for you, why do you only have your brother-in-law in your eyes?"

"That's not it, sister is also the most important thing to me." The young man blushed, quickly retracted his eyes, and drank a spoonful of soup to cover up his emotions.

Looking at these pictures, Feng Qi lowered his eyes slightly.

"Yes, Sister, you are also the most important thing to me, but why did you leave me behind? My brother-in-law is fierce and strict, so it's better for you to be gentle with me."

His voice was very soft, and he held it gently with his right hand.

In the palm of his hand is the earring she left behind.

And the screen in front of him was still beating.

It seemed that he was squatting at the gate, and the thick snow covered him, because he was injured all over because of fighting with other children.

The woman's beautiful face suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Aheng, come here quickly. Do you think Little Lianhua was beaten? He was not hurt yesterday. Hurry up and take him in. I'll make soup for him so he won't freeze."

"Aheng, why don't we keep Little Lotus. Every time I look at him, I feel like I'm seeing my younger brother. If he's still alive, he will only be as big as Little Lotus."

"Aheng, little lotus is very talented. You can teach him how to cultivate immortals, so that he won't be bullied in the future. Don't be an ordinary person like me. I don't know how long I can be with you. In the future, little lotus will be successful in cultivation. You There is also a companion."

Women are always so gentle, always with a smile on their faces, and what they say is for the good of the two men.

It seems that in her heart, the weight of these two people has surpassed her own.