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Chapter 12 These Vegetables Was My Dream

"I believe what you said. Aren't there hypnotists in this world? It's not unusual to be able to control people's thoughts for a short period of time, but what's the difference between that and drugging?" Fang Xiaoling asked Roland for manipulating others. Emotional skills are not recognized. "People are confused for a while, but they will always wake up. I think the most important thing is sincerity, whether it is business or love."

"Sincerity?" Although Roland didn't laugh out loud, his eyes were full of a look like looking at a child, "Your sincerity was exchanged for Shen Yi's love? If I complete the task with sincerity, I'm afraid every time I travel, I have to be trapped forever."

Fang Xiaoling thought for a long time, and wanted to refute Roland several times, but before she said those thoughts, she was denied by her own experience.

It seemed that reality had already given her the answer clearly, but she just felt that it should not be the final answer.

"Can you obtain true love by manipulating other people's thinking?" Fang Xiaoling murmured to herself, "That's not love. How could love be like that?"

"What is it if it's not love? Believe it or not, I can make those men die for me?" Roland patted Fang Xiaoling's shoulder, "As for you, you just have too little experience, like a child full of beautiful fantasies about the world, When you grow up, you will find that this world..."

When Roland said this, she didn't continue, because she saw the disgust in Fang Xiaoling's eyes, just like the expression of a first-time movie watcher or a spoiler watcher.

Fang Xiaoling also realized that something was wrong with her expression. She looked away and lowered her head to stare at the ground, "Isn't it as cruel to manipulate people's thinking through skills as turning people into marionettes? What does this have to do with that perverted old man?" the difference?"

"Pervert?" Roland looked at her jokingly, "I remember when I first met you, you seemed to be watching a class taught by a female lecturer who is proficient in human nature, right? She also told you to be confident, look at each other, look up First of all, show off your collarbone generously..."

Fang Xiaoling blushed instantly when she heard the words, and she forcibly explained, "I just took a look!"

"Okay, it's your freedom to complete the task in any way." Roland had completely lost interest in the topics they were arguing about, turned around and walked towards the greenhouse, "I'll go pick some vegetables and come back."

Fang Xiaoling didn't look away until Roland had completely entered the shed. She looked around. There was an old well covered by a stone plate in the yard, and firewood was neatly stacked in front of the wooden house, at the same height as the windows. Except for these Besides, there is only the wooden pier that she is sitting on at this time.

She stood up and walked towards the door of the wooden house. The wooden door was not locked, but it took some effort to push it open. After opening the door, she saw an old-fashioned stove made of bricks, and a semicircular black iron pot was inlaid on the stove. Inside, it was covered with a silver pot lid full of scratches and stains. From the blackened stone bricks above the stove pit, it could be seen that this pot had been cooked many times.

There is a wooden cabinet standing between the right side of the stove and the wall, and there are a few black oil stains on the side of the cabinet next to the stove, which should be the marks left by the cooking before and didn't have time to wipe it off. Fang Xiaoling didn't feel unwell , it reminded her of her grandma's house in the Northeast countryside, but it was more crude and more like a temporary place to stay. Walking into the room on the right, there was a heated kang with a small table in the middle of the heated kang, and quilts and pillows were neatly folded Put it in the corner of the kang, other than that, there is only the pictorial on the wall, which seems to be from the last century: a group of people who look like workers are pulling a red flag, on which is written - Intner Xiong Naier must realize it!

Fang Xiaoling looked up, and unconsciously said "Internaxonel..." in her mouth. She felt that the word was easy to pronounce and familiar, but she just couldn't remember what it meant.

After a while, Roland also entered the house with a basket. She put the basket containing carrots, cabbage and cucumbers on the ground, then turned around and went out to get firewood. When she came back, she heard Fang Xiaoling complaining, "This Feed me like a rabbit? We ran so far, just come to eat this?"

Roland ignored her, just threw the firewood on the ground beside the stove, squatted down and started to light the fire, she filled the firewood one by one into the stove, and took out the birch bark package from the small storage hole next to the stove A box of matches was lit, and the birch bark was lit and stuffed into the gap under the logs.

After a while, the firewood began to burn gradually. She looked at the fire in the stove, as if she was muttering to herself, and seemed to be answering Fang Xiaoling's question before, "These vegetables were once my dream."

As he said that, Roland couldn't help recalling a certain time travel once.

In the summer of 1960, she didn't know the exact date, but she only remembered that the strong sunlight at noon that day scratched the back of her neck like a file, and the sweat slowly came out from the greasy hair, and then slipped down her cheeks and chin. It was extremely itchy, and she wanted to scratch her face with her callused hands, but she had to hug the tree trunk tightly to prevent it from slipping down.

It took a lot of trouble before she picked off the only leaf on the tree. She stuffed the leaf into her mouth, chewed and complained, "It's no fun to travel to this ghost age!"

Before she finished speaking, a baby's cry suddenly sounded from behind her, shuttled between the bare branches, like sharp silver needles piercing the eardrums in Roland's ears.

"Don't cry! Don't cry!" Roland yelled a few times, and felt that the strength of his whole body seemed to be shouted out, and the baby's crying became more intense.

Roland gritted his teeth, "Don't cry big sister, I really want to kill you! I hate children the most, why do you want me to time travel to become a mother?"

At this moment, someone called her from under the tree, the voice was suppressed very low as if afraid of being heard by others, but it was pulled very long as if afraid that Roland would not be able to hear.

"Liu-er-flower!"

Roland looked down, and there was a woman standing under the tree, holding a little boy about two years old by the hand.This person is in Liu Erhua's memory. She is the widow Wang in the village. Her husband left home last year to find food and never came back.

Widow Wang hooked her hand and signaled her to come down from the tree. When she was waiting for her to come down, Widow Wang always looked left and right, as if she was afraid of being discovered.

Roland came down from the tree, and the child in the package on his back was still crying, "You came just in time, how can this child not cry?"

"Stop crying when you're full!" Widow Wang looked at Roland sympathetically, "You said you were fine before, why did you suddenly have no milk? Is it true that you don't have any at all?"

"It's gone! I'll count this child as unlucky." Roland unbuttoned the package and placed the child on the ground under the tree. "Cry, cry, cry! I'm as hungry as you are!"

Widow Wang looked at the baby on the ground, hesitated to speak several times, and couldn't help shaking while holding her child's hand.

Roland suddenly had an ominous premonition, "You...you don't want me to take care of your children, do you? It's impossible. Let me tell you, how many people starved to death in the village this month? I know, not to mention that I have only been in this world for a few days, and there is still a bottle of oil I can't take care of, I don't know if I can survive."

Roland herself didn't know what she was talking about, she was already fainted from hunger.

"Alas—" Widow Wang let out a long sigh with her dry lips, "Erhua, you misunderstood, what I mean is..." She paused for a while, as if she was reorganizing the situation in her heart. language, and then continued, "You see, I can't support my child, and you can't support yours. Why don't we change it! My child is older, so you can take advantage of it, it doesn't matter! That's it, we Exchange the two! Maybe you will come back to life!"

After finishing speaking, Widow Wang pushed the child forward, bent down to pick up the baby on the ground, and ran away.

After reacting for a long time, Roland looked at the running back of Widow Wang and slowly uttered two words, "Damn..."

Widow Wang ran with the crying baby in her arms. After running for an unknown amount of time, she could no longer hear the baby crying. Even though she knew that the baby was still crying, her hearing was fine, but she just heard No, she even felt that the world around her was dark, there were no roads, no sand and dust, only the beating fire in the house in the distance, which was the firewood burning in the stove pit.

Just when she was about to run to her house, Roland suddenly stood in front of her like a ghost. She looked at Roland in surprise, and then looked back at the barren forest in the distance. The slow creeping in the distance caught her attention and made her forget the previous surprise.She stared at the black dot for a long time, and when she finally realized that the black dot in the distance was her own child who had been left behind, she continued to hear the cry of the baby in her arms.

This cry seems to be constantly reminding her that the baby in her arms is a life,
She returned the baby to Roland in despair, turned around, and walked staggeringly. That direction was not the direction of the woods where her child was, but the direction she had to go at this time. The setting sun shone red on her haggard face, She walked like this for a long time, until she left this world with the last ray of sunshine.

And Roland witnessed all this. In her eyes, the Widow Wang fell down without taking a few steps. She didn't know that just a few seconds ago, in the world of the Widow Wang, the Widow Wang felt that she was gone. Far, far away, she wanted to regret it, and she wanted to go in another direction, so she changed to the direction where her child was, but it was too late.

"Do you think that if you leave me the direction of the child, I will go?" Roland held the baby, looked away from the corpse of the widow king, and looked at the black spot in the woods in the distance, "Why? "

(End of this chapter)