Stepmother from 1970: Uncle holds her in his arms and dotes on her day and night

"When it comes to the end, this is a sad story..."

The little cutie fell into long-lasting memories again. Its expression looked a little sad, and it was unclear what it was thinking about.

"How sad is it?" Looking at its expression, Qian Yiman wanted to know even more.

"It was winter, you were hungry and cold, and you froze to death on the street two days later." The little cutie didn't intend to hide it from her, so she told everything she knew.

He thought it would be miserable, but he didn't expect it to be so miserable. Qian Yiman looked at the little cutie in disbelief.

He asked seriously: "You, are you serious? You are not lying to me, are you?"

At first, she thought that being a little beggar was miserable enough, but she never expected that it would end like this.

The little cutie held her chin with her hands, glanced at her, and then said gloomily: "Of course it's true, I buried you with my own hands. I was so sad that I couldn't eat for several days... ..”

It's not even time to repay the favor.

"Tell me! When I saved you, shouldn't I repay you with a spring of water? Why did you just watch me starve to death?" Qian Yiman suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched the little cutie's neck, glaring at it angrily. Said fiercely.

With its ability, it’s not like there’s no food on hand.

As long as a little bit leaks out from between her fingers, she won't be hungry.

"Uh...Master, I was wronged!" Qian Yiman actually didn't use much strength on his hands, and the little cutie let her pinch him.

The angry woman was so scary. She could only continue to explain to her, "After you planted me in the soil and watered me, it took me two full days to wake up. When I found you, you had no breath left." .”

This matter is said to be the biggest regret in eight hundred years. Even if she still had a breath left at the time, it could save her!

After the misunderstanding was explained clearly, Qian Yiman retracted his hand silently and touched his nose awkwardly.

"Hey, misunderstanding, don't mind, little cutie..." Knowing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements.

The little cutie waved her hands and said very tolerantly: "Master, I won't argue with you. After all, you went to the stream to drink water to satisfy your hunger, and even though you were about to starve to death, you didn't eat my potato. In the end, it actually saved my life."

At this point, the little cutie was moved again.

Although the owner in this life seems a little unreliable, she was really an innocent and kind-hearted little girl back then.

"Wait a minute, don't be too busy being moved. Do you mean to say that I almost starved to death and didn't eat you?"

According to normal people's operation, shouldn't the first reaction be to bake the potatoes first?

"Yeah, what's the problem?" Seeing her surprised expression, the little cutie asked in confusion.

Qian Yiman shook his head and said it was nothing.

Ah! I really didn’t expect that eight hundred years ago, she was still a pitiful little girl full of love.

From this point of view, starving to death on the streets seems to be the inevitable outcome.

After all, the circle of beggars is also very timid, how can such a character mix.

Thinking of this, Qian Yiman let out a long sigh and said with great emotion, "Oh, what kind of fate do I have..."

Eight hundred years ago, he was a little beggar who died of starvation. In his previous life, he was an orphan who died young. He lived in sorrow for the rest of his life. No screenwriter would dare to write about such a tragic life.

Seeing her depressed look, the little cutie comforted her, "It sounds quite miserable, but, Master, believe me, your luck lies ahead!"

"For example?"

"For example," the little cutie walked to the water pool in the space and pointed at the spiritual spring water, "for example, if you have me in this life, won't the springs start to repay you for your life-saving grace?"

Qian Yiman: She couldn't refute.

"Besides, I have even arranged life-saving water for you. Do you have any regrets in this kind of life?"

This little cutie perfectly explains what it means to repay life-saving grace with a spring of water.

"So...if I still say I have regrets, it would appear that I am ignorant." That's right, all the hardships have been rewarded, and she is very content with her life in this life.

No matter how much suffering there was, it is all in the past.

Life is short, and it is better to be sad in spring and autumn. I heard that sentimental people are prone to short-lived lives.

With so many blessings in this life, she wanted to live longer and grow old with her man.

"Well, that's right." The little cutie was proud.

Looking at its stinky appearance, Qian Yiman joked unceremoniously: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I just complimented you a few times and you're gone."

"Master, this is not called drifting, this is called self-recognition."

However, she still had a question, "Little cutie, how did you find me after hundreds of years?"

Eight hundred years seems so far away just thinking about it. How many vicissitudes of life must have happened...

Thinking about it this way, it's really hard for this little potato.

"Master, after you died, I was waiting for you while practicing." At this point, the little cutie sighed, pursed her lips and said aggrievedly: "I just didn't expect that it would take eight hundred years for me to wait. I’ve been waiting for the vicissitudes of life.”

It has only lived a thousand years, but it has waited for its master for eight hundred years. I admire my own persistence.

"I didn't expect you to be so affectionate and righteous." He was so moved that he was caught off guard.

After being praised by the owner, the little cutie felt that her image instantly became much taller.

I saw it put its hands on its hips, and said with a bit of pride in its tone, "Of course, there are not many people in this world who are as grateful as I am to repay kindness."

"Little cutie, thank you for looking for me for eight hundred years..." This guy was quite heartwarming. Qian Yiman touched its little head and felt warm in his heart.

Back then, a casual move of hers could earn the little cutie eight hundred years of unremitting search, but in her previous life, her biological parents were so cruel that they abandoned her as a newborn.

All things have spirits, and sometimes animals and plants are more sentimental than people.

Seeing that she had misunderstood, the little cutie corrected her: "Master, I have not been looking for you for eight hundred years, I have been waiting for you to be reincarnated for eight hundred years."

"Um...why did it take so long for it to be my turn to be reincarnated?"

After eight hundred years, is the bridge already so crowded?

"I don't know, maybe there are too many people in line." The little cutie frowned and guessed innocently.

Looking at the small black potato in front of him, Qian Yiman smiled and said, "Then I still want to thank you."

Opportunities must be fought for by oneself. Taking advantage of the beautiful mood of the master, the little cutie quickly planned benefits for himself.

"Master, I was struck by lightning. Can I take a day off?"

In fact, the wound has healed after drinking the spiritual spring water.

"Yeah, that's right."

"Thank you, Master."