The blind grandpa said "Hey" and did not refuse my kindness: "Girl, you are serious..."
He promised me that Hua Po would be sent away decently.
She was alone, and she had no descendants or disciples. She came into the world alone and left alone.
I want to go back to my hometown to attend her funeral and be a descendant of her, breaking pots for her or something like that.
But the blind grandpa said that the village was not safe, the Ice Silkworm Gu witches were hiding in the dark, and there were sinister people threatening my life, so he told me not to run around blindly.
"Don't worry about Granny Hua. As for that bastard witch...she should also be injured and won't leave Miao territory for the time being. I will send people to look for her. If there is any news, I will inform you... "The blind grandpa arranged everything just so that I could stay in Yuncheng with peace of mind and wait for that noble man to appear.
As I said to my sister-in-law, "It's hard to come by but be prepared for the dangers."
Now is not the best time to take revenge. The enemy is hiding from me, and my life is wiped out by the underworld. I am struggling and restricted in every way.
This is the lowest point in my life, but it is also the best time to hibernate. What I need is to wait, waiting for things to turn around...
Waiting and waiting, two years passed quietly.
In the past two years, I have lived very hard and handled many things for others, large and small.
Watching the lifeline in the palm of my hand extend little by little, to be honest, I feel quite a sense of accomplishment.
The Yangshou you earned with your own hands will be cherished as long as you use it.
I will treat every day as the last day of my life. If I want to see someone or do something, I will do it immediately and strive to leave no regrets.
Besides working and watching rice, the happiest thing in the past two years was eating and bragging with Sister Xiaoxue, Brother Cao and Yang Weiwei.
When we have nothing to do, the few of us will go out to have a good meal, sing karaoke, watch movies, and play scripts, and our lives gradually become rich and colorful.
I made friends, learned skills, and saw a wider world.
I am no longer the prudent and cautious girl in the small mountain village. The previous sixteen years of walking on thin ice seemed like a dream.
However, some habits accumulated over time have always been with me.
I still don’t like to look in the mirror, and I’ve never taken a photo. I will subconsciously avoid the lens and reflective objects.
They know my habits and respect me.
We understand each other, tolerate each other, and support each other through this gloomy life.
After a long night of waiting, finally, dawn broke.
My uncle passed the inspection, and the hotel is still open as usual, but the scenery is no longer the same as before. The store has been reduced from three floors to two floors, and half of the building is rented to others for a bathing club.
My sister-in-law has returned to the decent life of a rich lady. After this incident, she has also restrained herself a lot. She is no longer as arrogant and domineering as before, and her attitude towards me is also much softer.
I often accompany her to get facials done, practice yoga, and help her get dressed.
Perhaps it is a change in mentality, or perhaps she has learned how to take care of herself. My sister-in-law looks ten years younger, and my uncle spends more time at home. I heard that they are planning to have a third child recently, and their life is going smoothly. Oil.
I was happy for my sister-in-law from the bottom of my heart. Seeing everyone slowly getting better, I almost forgot that I was still in danger.
On my eighteenth birthday, a package broke all the peace!
The package was delivered directly to the store, with only the delivery information written on it, but no sender and address, and no waybill number. I don’t know who sent it.
I picked up this palm-sized paper box and it felt like a mobile phone case. It was square, about 20 centimeters thick, and felt quite solid.
"Who sent it?" I asked everyone in the store, but no one saw who sent it in.
After checking the surveillance camera, we saw a man wearing a courier suit, a cap and a black mask.
"What is this?" I murmured and tore off the tape curiously.
Inside was a stack of printed color photos, some of them alone, some of them together. There were more than a hundred photos in total. They were all photos of daily life. Some of them were taken from very tricky angles, and they must have been taken secretly.
The protagonist of the photo is a young beauty with a hibiscus face and willow-leaf eyebrows. Her eyes are full of aura, and her whole person is spotless and has a fairy spirit.
The most important thing is that this girl is wearing the clothes of our store, and even her hair style is exactly the same as mine, but I have never seen this girl before, and I don’t even have an impression. It’s like a person appeared out of thin air.
"What are you looking at?" Wu Yingxue hooked her shoulder and took the photo in my hand.
"Who took the photos for you? They took so many photos and they turned out really well!" she joked with a smile.
I was stunned for a moment, then my heart skipped a beat and I asked in a hoarse voice: "Me?"
Wu Yingxue held up a close-up of a single person and glanced back and forth between me and the photo: "What's wrong? Are you still awake? Or have you used too much beauty and don't recognize yourself?"
I swallowed hard and held her hand firmly: "Is it me in the photo?"
"It's...it's you!" Wu Yingxue was frightened by my crazy look, and asked with a pale face: "Wen Xin, are you okay?"
I can't describe the fear I felt at this moment. I threw her hand away and asked everyone who I met who was in the photo.
The people in the store looked at me strangely, as if I were looking at a huge weirdo.
Cao Dayong pointed to the photo: "Isn't it you? What's wrong with you?"
I rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window in disbelief and looked at the delicate, freckle-covered face on the glass. Then when I faced the unfamiliar face in the photo, I had difficulty breathing and my whole world was turned upside down.
Why? Why is it that the face I see is different from the face others see me in?
No wonder the villagers and Sister Xiaoxue praised me for being beautiful and graceful. I thought it was exaggeration and politeness, but I didn't expect... what they saw was another face.
This face is indeed stunning enough, but in my eyes, I don’t look like this...
I slowly touched my cheek with my fingers and asked with red eyes: "Who are you..."
The glass couldn't answer my words, but I noticed that there were some vertical red marks on the back of the photo.
I immediately turned the photos over and found that many of them had irregular red patterns.
Realizing that these patterns were unusual and might be trying to convey something to me, I studied them carefully.
But I still can't figure it out. I don't know what these messy things mean.
At this time, a slender hand appeared suddenly and changed the positions of several photos, and a big Chinese character "江" came into view.
Wu Yingxue exclaimed: "It turns out to be a puzzle!"
I was so excited. Sure enough, one person was short of the other and the other was talented. The problem that I couldn't solve was easily solved by Sister Xiaoxue!
I hugged her gratefully: "Sister Xiaoxue, you have done me a big favor!"
Wu Yingxue smiled shyly and said: "Hey, I made a mistake. Well... let me help you fight!"
With all our hard work, the big characters behind the photos soon appeared in front of us.
The moment I saw the words in blood, I took a deep breath.
