blood fox

Chapter 69

When Ling Yuan brought Yun Miao back to life, he was afraid that something happened, so he didn't know how I lived these 24 years.

I actually thought that I had never tasted resentment!
I have more than tasted the taste of resentment. I don’t know how many times I was beaten because of this when I was a child.

When I was young, I saw other people had parents, nice clothes, nice school bags and stationery boxes, even a pencil, an eraser, and a notebook, all of which were beautiful and cute.

There will be their favorite cartoon pattern on it, and it will be their favorite color.

I have nothing, how can I not resent.

So I once stole someone else's eraser, strawberry-shaped, with green leaves, thin black spots on the bright red strawberries, and strawberry fragrance.

At that time, I had only seen strawberries on TV, and I didn't even know what strawberries tasted like.

That classmate has strawberry, mango, orange, lychee, grape erasers of various fruit shapes and flavors.

I just want to know what strawberries taste like.

In fact, it’s very easy to steal. She spread out the erasers on the table and played with them. I took a book or something to cover them up, and then praised the beautiful hair rope on her head. I grabbed it under the book and put it in the mouth. bag, no one will ever know.

That day I secretly hid in the toilet, holding the strawberry eraser and smelling it again and again.

When I got home, I secretly wrote my homework, touched it from time to time, and rubbed the shape of strawberries under the quilt at night.

In fact, my classmate didn't notice it, because she really has too many beautiful things. In addition to strawberries, she also has mangoes, oranges, apples, grapes, lychees...

I stole for two days and she didn't know it.

But my grandma knew, she made me kneel on the ground, spread my hands, and whipped my hands with a thin bamboo branch.

Every time I smoked, she would ask me: "Will you steal it next time?"

The thin bamboo branches are soft and elastic, and when they are drawn to the hands, they are hot and painful.

I bit Ya tightly and remained silent.

But the resentment in my heart was like the bamboo branch in my hand, it was so painful that I couldn't suppress it no matter what.

She obviously has so many, and she doesn't even know that I have nothing after losing it for a few days.

After I stole it, I hid in the toilet and smelled it, and carefully rubbed the rubber strawberry with my fingers while hiding under the quilt.

She didn't even know it was lost!
How could this be?
I resent that I don't have parents, and that my grandma has no skills and can't make money.

Resent that classmate for bringing those things into the classroom.

I resent myself for not hiding it well and being discovered by my grandma...

How resentful I was then, I still remember it now.

Because in the end my palms were all swollen, and the burning pain was like a flash of blood just now.

At the end of the beating, my palms were all torn, and I didn't admit my mistake.

Grandma looked at the blood on her palm, grabbed my wrist, and wanted to question me, but her eyes were full of water at that time.

He just murmured: "Why are you so stubborn! You can't steal other people's things, you know? If you want it, you can find ways to earn money to buy it, but you can't steal, you can't blame others, you can't blame others, you know ?"

She spoke more and more anxiously, I didn't cry, but I could feel something dripping on my palm, which made my skinny palm hurt more and more.

That day she took me and returned the eraser to her classmate, saying that she picked it up on the side of the road and that I recognized it, so she took it and returned it to her.

The classmate's family didn't care at all, it was just an eraser, and when he took it, he threw it on the table casually.

The strawberry eraser, which I carefully carried in my pocket and was not willing to get a little dust on it, rolled on the table, and it was covered with a thin layer of dust.

At that time I still complained...

But I dare not!

Afraid of being beaten!
My hands were swollen and I couldn't write the next day. The teacher asked me what was going on, and I just said that I fell and rubbed my skin on the ground.

That classmate changed all kinds of stationery, automatic pencils, large pencil sharpeners like trains, and stationery boxes that can conjure up various princesses.

Those fruit erasers, I never saw her play with them again.

I've never seen that strawberry eraser again!

But when I look at her beautiful stationery, I still can't help but resent, and I don't even dare to look at her desk anymore!
But that summer vacation, my grandma took me to the mountains to cut fragrant leaves, took me to make incense, and asked me to sell it for money. I gave me a tenth of the money I earned and let me buy things.

At that time, I was also resentful. Other students used to play during the summer vacation and eat popsicles, but I still had to chop firewood, dry the fragrant leaves in the sun, and pound them into powder with my grandma. Made into incense.

A piece of bamboo is also needed to make incense sticks. The hands are often stuck in the flesh by thin bamboo sticks, and they have to be picked out with needles.

At that time, the kind of resentment seemed to be aroused by every classmate I saw.

Later, after I experienced those things, I often resented why God treated me like this, and resented why I always encountered these things.

But when I stopped resenting, I myself gradually forgot.

Maybe it's because grandma played a lot, and she gradually developed a memory.

Or grow up, slowly know that resentment is useless.

I touched the beef bone stick hanging beside me, and suddenly I missed grandma a little bit.

But she died in Sidong, but I didn't even dare to look at her more!
In the distance, the morning bell rang crisply, then stopped, and there was the low sound of morning classes from the monks.

I looked at Ling Yuan deeply, and said softly: "Let's take a gamble. Last time Yun Miao married him, Ling Yuan was also betting, right?"

The fusion of essence and blood, I'm afraid it will consume the ability of that thing...

Standing under the umbrella, Ling Yuan froze, and looked at me with a wry smile on his face.

Glancing at me, he said mockingly, "Since you brought it up yourself, you should be mentally prepared."

Saying that, it disappeared again!

Xuan Xin, who was sitting on the ground, seemed to suddenly come to his senses, and turned over in a jerk.

He said to me: "You said it yourself! As long as you save them, I will hug you to sleep every night from now on. Even if I grow up, I can marry you."

Then, regardless of the two wet buttocks, he ran towards the main hall.

Just before he ran far, he saw Jing Yuan holding a lunch box and hurried over again.

From a distance, he shouted: "Master Uncle, I packed all the sour bracken that you like to eat in the jar, and you can take it with you to eat on the road."

Xuan Xin snatched the box and cursed at him: "I want to leave, so you give me a jar of sour bracken! What time is this, and you still want to eat it?"

Jingyuan still just smiled foolishly, followed Xuanxin to the main hall, and reminded: "If you go like this, the abbot will beat you."

"He won't hit me!" Xuan Xin's voice was still crying.

I watched two short figures disappear around the corner.

Then he closed the umbrella and walked slowly towards the wing room.

After turning around a few steps, I saw Qin Yangyu sweating from running, shook a box in his hand at me, and said in a deep voice: "I found all the cinnabar in Xilin Temple. Crush it later, and mix it with you I’ll use my blood to draw the borrowed talisman, save you some blood, and count. Don’t leave Xilin Temple, I’ll kill you!”

I watched the sun shine on his forehead, and the sweat glistening with crystal luster.

Suddenly my eyes are wet...

In fact, what is there to resent!
Everyone has different things, what they have, I don't.

But I have it too, others don't!

(End of this chapter)