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Cuicui couldn't bear the vicious words and ran away crying.

That evening, the company's HR department sent her a message informing her that she was fired, asking her to go to the company to retrieve her personal belongings when she was free, and not to do anything that would affect others.

She knew that she had been convicted easily.

My father called at this time:

"How is your job? Have you been hired as a regular employee? What? Lost your job? If you lost it, then so be it. It just so happens that your uncle has found a good match for you. Come back!"

"It's not that we don't want to give you a chance. What's the point of graduating from college? You can't even find a job! You're not a child anymore. People of your age in the village have already married and have given birth to several children."

"Come back. The elders in the family are very dissatisfied with you. There are also rumors in the village. Your father and mother are being criticized behind their backs every day."

"If you don't come back, I will bring your second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle and others to the city to look for you!"

In the end, Cuicui returned to her hometown feeling disheartened.

"Cui Cui, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Tempura apologized over and over again. Even though apologies cannot solve any problems to this day, what else can he say besides apologies?

The evening breeze blew through her soft long hair. The hair was struggling hard, but it could not break free from the shackles of fate.

Cuicui wiped away the tears from her eyes: "Everyone has their own destiny. I have tried and struggled, but I can never get rid of everything here. I am a daughter of the mountains. Since I can't get rid of it, I can only accept it."

Tianbula wanted to say something else, but Cuicui smiled and said, "You must have another reason for coming. Tell me why you came. If you just wanted to apologize, there's really no need to run so far. I don't hate you anymore."

Now that things have come to this, what else can he do?

He sighed and said, "Cui Cui, I know I have let you down. You have every right to hate me. I have suffered a lot because of the curse during this period. Can you help me remove the curse?"

Cuicui was stunned: "What curse?"

Tempura said, "Didn't you curse me? I couldn't eat anything spicy, but recently I've been craving spicy food for no apparent reason. I've eaten a lot of spicy food, and you can see the sores on my mouth. The worst time was when I ate so much that I had a stomachache and had to go to the emergency room."

As he spoke, he felt something was wrong. Cuicui could chat with him so calmly and say that she didn't hate him anymore, so how could she have cast a curse on him?

If the person who cast the curse was not Cuicui, who could it be?

Cui Cui suddenly thought of something, took out her cell phone and made a call. She spoke in her hometown dialect and seemed very angry.

After hanging up the phone, she said with a guilty look on her face, "I'm sorry, it was my younger brother who did the cursing. My younger brother and I have a very good relationship. I was in a bad mood when I first came back. One time, he asked me anxiously, so I told him what happened in the company."

"But I didn't expect that he would hold a grudge against you and actually curse you. He even stole your photo from my phone to curse you."

"But he probably didn't learn it well enough, and thought it hadn't taken effect. Unexpectedly, almost a year later, the curse suddenly took effect."

"I've already told him to help you remove the curse immediately."

After a while, a dark and thin boy about eighteen or nineteen years old ran over.

Seeing Tempura, he glared at him with lingering anger: "So you are the bastard who hurt my sister!"

"How are you talking!"

Cuicui hit him rudely: "Where's the stuff?"

The younger brother reluctantly took out a straw doll. The doll's mouth was exaggerated and stuffed with a lot of peppers. There was also a photo downloaded and printed from Cuicui's mobile phone pasted on the doll's body.

The younger brother said angrily: "Didn't you say that my sister and you can't eat from the same pot? So I curse you, you will love spicy food all your life! I will kill you with spicy food!"

"Shut up!" Cuicui scolded, "Who told you to meddle in other people's business? Don't you know that curses can backfire if used too much? Don't curse anyone again! Tell them how to remove the curse!"

"I know. I won't use it anymore!" The younger brother said in an aggrieved tone, but he still said honestly, "Just burn the doll. It's just a curse, right? It won't kill you!"

Burning the doll lifted the curse.

Cuicui said to her brother, "Take him home and let him stay in the same room with you for one night. Tomorrow morning, help me take him to the county station. Take good care of him. If anything goes wrong, I will not forgive you."

After giving the instructions, Cuicui turned and left.

"Cui Cui..." Tianbula wanted to say something, but felt that any words would be redundant.

The younger brother sneered: "My sister is so good, and you don't like her. I don't know how many people in our village want to marry her!"

The next day, Tianbula woke up in Cuicui's brother's room and met her mother, a kind-faced woman who tried her best to show friendliness to him even though they couldn't speak the same language.

He knew how difficult and great it was for Cuicui's mother to insist on sending her daughter to school in such an environment.

Cuicui's father was also very welcoming. He treated him to breakfast and lunch, and even wanted to let him stay for a few more days.

My younger brother interrupted: "My sister said to send him away today. He is a city dweller with a job and is busy."

It was obvious that they wanted to drive him away.

The younger brother said to him, "I know you want to wait for my sister. But my sister is married and will live with her husband's family. Besides, she has to go to work during the day and has no time to take care of you."

Tianbula asked hurriedly: "Is your sister still working? Where does she work?"

In a simple primary school, Tianbula saw Cuicui again.

The slim girl, in a white long dress, looks like a lotus blooming in the muddy world, unstained by it.

She stood on the podium, holding a book, and passed on what she had learned and known in front of the children's eager eyes.

The sunlight shines through the old window and falls on Cuicui, making her whole body sparkle.

As if she had noticed something, she turned around and saw Tempura at the classroom door.

After a moment of surprise, she nodded and smiled at him, then continued her lecture.

Later, his younger brother told him: "There are many people who want to marry my sister. My sister chose my brother-in-law because he supports her to be a teacher. Now, my sister is the most knowledgeable and respected person here!"

When the boy said this, his tone was proud.

For a moment, Tianbula regretted that he had missed a good girl.

Unfortunately, that missed opportunity made it impossible for them to meet again in this life. He could only silently wish her happiness in his heart.

On the way back, he saw endless mountains through the car window, one after another, as if they were obstacles deliberately set up by God to fool the people.

But no matter how high the mountain is, no matter how difficult the road is, there will always be generations of people striving to climb it, and there will always be a day when we break out of the mountains!

Tears fell from the sky, and there was one more sad person in the world.

This sad person is Bai Jun.

These days, Zhang Xuexue was recuperating at his home, which made him very tired.

"Bai Jun, I feel a little hot, but the air conditioner is too cold. Electric fan? No, it gives me a headache. Please fan me, I have prepared a fan for you."

"I don't want to eat Auntie's cooking. How about you make me some wontons, freshly made."

"I'm so bored lying here, why don't you read to me? Well, let's read the "Records of the Grand Historian"? It's a bit long and difficult to read, but what can I do? I'm so weak that my eyes are blurry and I can't read the words."

"..."