Migrant workers who entered the system refused to work overtime

Chapter 30
"If you don't save them, you will die twice."

He deliberately urged Chen Tong.

Obviously he was not the one who took life and death, but Chen Tong always felt that he was being roasted on the fire, and he was forced to turn around in order to roast evenly.She didn't know where this bad negotiator was interested in her, so she could only bite the bullet and ask, "When did you follow me?"

"From the time you rescued Le Yi in Yao Mansion."

Speaking of this matter, the negotiator Bei He was also very depressed.

The death of Le Yi was the climax of that chapter. Although she thought it was her slippery feet, someone actually tampered with Yao Ran's bluestone road; He died miserably, and since then he has never been able to recover from his illness, and his heart knot is difficult to solve.

In order to ward off evil spirits, the manager of the Yao Mansion specially invited someone to do it.They sank the corpses into the ravine and nailed them with spells, and the ghostly shadows mixed with the staggering strangers in the twilight, and became the regular opening scene of Yao Ran's daily nightmare ever since.

From then on, Yao Ran became suspicious and never trusted anyone again.

But when he watched the plot again the next day, he found that the large part of the nightmare had been inexplicably deleted. Between the two passages that were originally closely related, there appeared out of thin air a line that contradicted "Le Yi was rescued by Fa Xiao Song Zhixi."

Since all the names were generated by the system, he searched his head and couldn't remember where he had placed such a character in the plot.He had no choice but to go to review the past in desperation, read it twice with a magnifying glass, and finally found Song Zhixi, the daughter of a Song craftsman in the north of the city, who had died young, in a corner.

This strange character made no secret of it, as if he didn't care whether he challenged the authority of the first author.

"Save, or not?"

Chen Tong sneered, "What if I don't choose?"

"Then continue to stay in prison, and you can upgrade to a more "luxury" point."

Very well, this threat is very well-rounded.

"Aunt Yu didn't write much, and don't even think about how many empathetic reversals she will have. Guess how she would feel when she came back here and saw you standing in her yard who should have been in prison. ?”

The other party would not think it was his own retribution, but would only think that Song Zhixi killed Ah Yue and the child.Why is she wearing silk and satin, but she can only wrap her body in coarse cloth?Why is she carefree and carefree, but my family is worried for one meal?
It was Song Zhixi who came to the door by herself, and she scared herself on the way, otherwise, how would she have the opportunity to swindle money from her?Instead of asking for money, Fang Weng will not spread the news of "death", nor will he scare Ah Yue into giving birth suddenly...

In short, everything is Song Zhixi's fault, she is a rich lady, why can't she just stay at home, why does she want to wander the streets?If you place an order, you can't blame others for thinking about it. It's all her own fault for being missed.

Chen Tong: This bandit logic really makes me laugh.

"In that case, why do you still ask me?"

With a little brain, he knows that he can be saved if he doesn't save it. What is he probing?
"You are the only variable in my writing, and I can't step on any of the things I wrote for you. I think it may be due to the decentralization of the contract, so I have to obtain the consent of the tasker himself before we can write cause and effect for them."

Chen Tong was taken aback.According to this, 446 died a bit unjustly.The previous group was chased and strangled by the world line, but when it comes to their group, it becomes a solicitation?

It's obviously the same world face, why are there two faces?

There was silence for about a stick of incense, and the voice seemed to be relieved. If I guessed correctly, this man has written his own epitaph.

Ah no, it belongs to Song Zhixi.

""At that time, it was late spring and March, and the vegetation was flourishing, but the old trees withered branches and leaves, turned yellow, every time Ah Yue passed by, she sighed.The red silk that the couple connected was still dangling on the branches, and with every flick, it seemed that the wind had taken shape. ""

"Thanks to the old tree, Ah Yue gave birth safely despite the hardships.Fang's father was not around, so she watched the old tree name the child. ""

""She said that the baby's father gave her the right to name it, so let's call it Changqing. ""

Evergreen and everlasting, Ah Yue is grateful for that tree.

The man read it to her carefully, and seemed to stop and observe her face when he said the key points, as if he was asking for her opinion——

""The time came to April in a blink of an eye, and Song Zhixi invited Laohua to have dinner and passed by Fang's Zayuan on the way.I just saw Aunt Yu holding the baby in the sun.In view of the previous holidays, neither of them was someone she welcomed, so she stood up and was about to leave, but for some reason, the child would cry endlessly as soon as she turned around. ""

"Seeing this, Song Zhixi stepped forward, and the child eagerly opened his arms towards her. ""

Chen Zanghu Tong: "Don't be too ridiculous."

Isn't this forcing her to add drama?

Chen Tong didn't want to have anything to do with Aunt Yu.

"I already said the cause and effect of picking him up. If you don't bring the two of you together, how can one sentence do two jobs."

Chen Tong: ...

Forget it, he is the boss and he has the final say.

With the fall of the last sentence, the bloody aura formed a spiral, sweeping away the depressed and depressed atmosphere; the clear and elegant fragrance came from afar, seeming to entrain some misty clouds.

Going up against this mist, there is a phantom of a high mountain, on which grows a faintly glowing tree. The roots of the tree are much thicker than those of Fang's house, and the roots climb up the steps, as if climbing.

"You wrote that too?"

"what?"

The bright tree shadow like Opal slowly disappears with the clear cry of the child.It seemed that something disappeared with the shadow of the tree, and Chen Tong was lost, "Oh, maybe I misread it."

This common hill is only [-] meters high, and the short-lived phantom may be the source of blessing for the Fang family's child.

Everything was perfect, only Chen Tong didn't feel bored.

"It can be regarded as a birth. The mother and child are safe." The neighbors who delivered the baby were relieved by coincidence, and sent the child to deliver a letter to Aunt Yu.

The drunken midwife outside the house was also carefully bandaged by the doctor. It seemed that there was some time lag in the news. At one point, she knelt down and kowtowed to the courtyard door of Fang's house, bluntly saying that she was sorry for her aunt and mother.

The afterglow sprinkled all over the yard, Ah Yue opened her eyes in a daze, and saw a leaf swirling towards her.

Reaching out to pick it up, the leaf is half yellow and half green, and the source cannot be seen.

Ah Yue smiled and shed tears.

"thank you."

……

Chen Tong was walking in the long and narrow alley with a cold pancake, and the clear moonlight elongated her shadow like water.She looked back like she was when she was a child, but without Chen Ma behind her pretending to be busy with her own affairs, she was actually worried whether her daughter would be afraid.

"You can go home."

Bei He, who had been coding for a whole day, had solved his serious problem, and now he just wanted to take a good rest.But he found that this strange mission worker was still walking towards the direction of Le Tiao Prison, so he couldn't help but remind him.

Chen Tong was unhappy, "Aunt Yu withdrew the lawsuit?"

"She is anxious to look after the child, so she can't take care of you, but Fang Bo is going to be late, so he has to act like a "lucky man, a winner in life"."

"Oh, very good."

Except she's a little suffocated.

　Thank you for the recommendation ticket that usually does not write reviews, and I feel like you~

　　Aunt Yu's image is actually very flat.

　　What Bei He said was correct.

　　Only Chen Tong's unhappy world has been achieved.

　　"Please ask for a recommendation ticket, the monthly ticket is fine, after all, the productivity of this broken author is terrible."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)