I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"Just believe it, Zihu is a good kid!"

Li Liushi showed relief.

In the past, when she said these words made sense, this girl was always impatient.

But now I can listen to it.

It means that the child has finally grown up.

"Mom, I'll go to the village chief after I wash the dishes!"

Seeing Li Liushi's puzzled gaze, Li Qinghe explained with a smile,

"Didn't Da Ya and Gou Sheng go to a private school recently? And Zihu's legs, I should thank the village chief!"

"Well, the village head has been very kind to our family. Not only did he heal Zihu's leg, but he also taught Gousheng how to cure his eyes!"

Li Liushi nodded, "There is sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the kitchen, remember to take it to the village chief when you go!"

"it is good!"

Li Qinghe responded and went to the kitchen.

……

morning.

sunny.

Bu Fan held the scroll in his hand and lay leisurely on the bamboo chair, Huo Qilin propped his chin with his bored hands, while little Lu Ren practiced calligraphy in the room.

"Brother, what did you do badly last night?" Huo Qilin yawned.

"Why do you say that?" Bu Fan put down the scroll in his hand and asked with interest.

"I smell it, you have a hostile aura, although it is very faint, but my nose is very sharp!" Huo Qilin pointed to his small nose and said seriously.

"I don't think you should be called Bu Lin?" Bu Fan laughed.

"What's that called?" Huo Qilin was curious.

"It's PHS!" Bu Fan raised the corner of his mouth.

"Little Smart?" Huo Qilin scratched his head, "Brother, don't interrupt, tell me quickly, did you do something bad last night?"

"It's nothing, just turn the scum into ashes!"

Bu Fan's tone was flat, he picked up the scroll, and read it again.

"Scumbag?"

Just as Huo Qilin wanted to ask something, a voice came from outside the yard.

"Village Chief, are you at home?"

Li Qinghe was holding a bamboo basket and standing outside the gate of the yard.

"It's Miss Qing He, why are you here?"

Bu Fan stood up and welcomed Li Qinghe into the yard.

"Village Chief, this is homemade sweet-scented osmanthus cake, you are welcome!"

Li Qinghe lifted the white cloth from the bamboo basket and took out a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"You're too polite, come as soon as you come, what else do you bring!" Bu Fan laughed.

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Li Qinghe quickly shook his head, "I'm here to thank you, the village chief. Thanks to you, Zihu's legs will be healed, and the dog's eyes will be healed!"

"It's nothing!" Bu Fan shook his head.

Li Qinghe hesitated to speak, and couldn't help but glance at Huo Qilin who was eating osmanthus cake.

"Don't eat it yourself, bring some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes to little Lu Ren!

Bu Fan knew that Li Qinghe had something to tell him, but he cared about Huo Qilin beside him, and immediately reached out and patted Huo Qilin's head.

"Know it!"

Huo Qilin rolled his big eyes, picked up two sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and ran into the house.

"Sister Qing He, if you have anything to say, just say it?"

Bu Fan picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table and took a bite. It tasted pretty good.

"Village chief, do you believe that there are past and present lives in this world?"

Seeing Huo Qilin enter the room, Li Qinghe hesitated for a moment and said.

"If you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you will lose it!" Bu Fan shook his head.

"That's right, only those who have experienced it know if there is?"

Li Qinghe muttered to herself, if she hadn't experienced it, she wouldn't believe in the so-called past and present lives.

"Village chief, do you believe me when I say that I have experienced past and present lives?" Li Qinghe looked at him and said.

"Oh? How do you say it?" Bu Fan raised his eyes and said.

"I don't know what to say!"

Li Qinghe looked up at the lush peach tree.

……

In her previous life, she relied on her beauty and looked down on Song Zihu.

Later, I met Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng is different from those men in the village.

He has a touch of handsomeness in his delicate features, and a touch of gentleness in his handsomeness. He exudes a special temperament, just like a handsome young man.

He's funny, and he's a rich man in the city.

At that time, she was coaxed around by Zhao Sheng's sweet words, and she only thought that Zhao Sheng was the good home she was looking for.

Later, Zhao Sheng promised to marry her and return to be a young mistress, saying that he didn't care if she was married.

However, due to the long distance, the cost on the road is very high.

At that time, she had already been blinded by the glory and wealth, took away the family's silver land deed, and eloped with Zhao Sheng.

And this is the beginning of a tragic fate.

Then Zhao Sheng is not a rich man at all, but a complete liar and beast.

Zhao Shengli deceived the girls in the village to elope with money as the son of a rich family.

Then, they stunned them with drugs, not only took away the money from those girls, but also sold them to brothels.

But if you often walk by the lake, there is no reason not to get your shoes wet.

When Zhao Sheng was hooking up with a woman, she was discovered by her husband and directly broke her third leg.

However, it also caused Zhao Sheng to be vicious and tyrannical under his glamorous appearance.

Zhao Sheng will abuse the cheated girl before selling it to a brothel

And Li Qinghe is one of them.

In that dark place, Li Qinghe lived a life that would have been worse than death.

She hates herself for being blind and obsessed with ghosts.

He clearly wanted to love her wholeheartedly and rejected her doting husband, but he believed in the bastard's rhetoric, and finally fell to this point.

Inside, she didn't know how many times she cried.

She wanted to see the man who loved her and doted on her, and wanted to see a pair of children.

It wasn't until she cried blindly that the brothel boss thought she was useless, so she was released.

She was sent back to the village with her broken body.

Seeing her appearance, parents were crying and angry.

Later, she found out that since she eloped with someone, Song Zihu never remarried, and he was both a father and a mother to raise the two children.

Moreover, the relationship between Song Zihu and his parents did not break because of her.

Instead, they would bring their two children over to visit relatives every year and festival.

This made her even more ashamed of Song Zihu.

Afterwards, Song Zihu brought his two children to see her.

She dared not go see him.

Because she has no face to see that man again.

But when Da Ya and Gou Sheng called her "mother", hot tears welled up in her eyes.

countless times.

She thought it would be great if she could do it all over again.

She must live a good life with Song Zihu and love her two children well.

Later, it was heard that Zhao Sheng was arrested by the government, and Li Qinghe also passed away with the news.

But when she woke up again.

She unexpectedly discovered that she had returned to the day when she eloped with Zhao Sheng.

……

"It's like a dream!"

Li Qinghe slowly told the story.

Bu Fan's expression was rather flat, as if he was not surprised by Li Qinghe's so-called past and present lives.

"Sister Qinghe, have you heard of Huangliang Yimeng?" Bu Fan asked with a slight smile.

"Haven't heard of it?" Li Qinghe shook his head slowly.

"This Huangliang dream means that there is a scholar who failed the ranking..."

Bu Fan told Li Qinghe the story of Huangliang Yimeng.

The story is also simple.

It is about a scholar who went to Beijing to rush for an exam and failed the exam. When he returned home dejectedly, he passed by an inn. After resting in the inn for one night,

I dreamed that I married Meijiao Niang and became a Jinshi. Later, my fortune will be prosperous, my children and grandchildren will be full, and I will enjoy all the glory and wealth.

After dying of old age, the scholar suddenly woke up from his sleep.

Only then did I realize that it was all a dream.

"The village chief means that my past and present lives are just a dream?" Li Qinghe asked doubtfully.

"What if it's a dream? So what if it's the past life? Cherish the present moment and let it go." Bu Fan waved his hand.

Cherish the present?

"I understand, thank you village head for your advice!"

Li Qinghe stood up slowly and bowed to him.

……