Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

At around 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, Mrs. Qian secretly opened the door of Song Pan'er's room, took out a paper figurine and circled it three times around her body, muttering:

"Fairy boy, follow me. Fairy boy, follow me. Fairy boy, follow me."

He led Fairy Tong out of the house all the way to the crossroads outside the community.

Light incense and candles, pray three times, and then start burning paper figurines.

When burning the first paper figurine, he muttered:

"God! I've sent your old flower-watering boy back to you. You should take care of it and don't come down to earth to cause harm to others again."

The second paper man:

"God! I have sent back the boy who has been studying with you for a long time. Don't ask me for it again!"

After burning the paper figurines, Mrs. Qian gave the two big bags of paper money to the gods as a filial piety.

Then Mrs. Qian went home peacefully.

Song Pan'er had no idea about Mrs. Qian's paper-burning operation.

With no debt and a comfortable life, Song Pan'er feels very comfortable these days.

It is said that the economic foundation determines the superstructure. As a young rich woman with more than 38,000 yuan in savings in her bankbook, Song Paner has been thinking about what gift to give her milk for the past few days.

She still remembered that one time she went home for a vacation and brought back two kilograms of rice cakes. She regarded them as a delicacy in the world and ate them all in one meal.

But now there are still cakes she bought in the store. The little old lady no longer likes to eat them, so she supplies them to the God of Wealth.

In addition to food, I only wear clothes, but I also bought a lot of clothes. If I buy more, I will probably be criticized as a waste of money.

What else can I buy for her?

In Chinese class that day, Song Paner suddenly had an inspiration. She knew what gift to give her milk.

Song Paner's Chinese teacher is an old lady, about the same age as Granny Qian.

He was holding a Chinese book and teaching a lesson to his classmates. He was wearing a yellow bracelet on his wrist, which looked very noble and noble.

Song Paner's mind suddenly brightened, and she made up her mind that she would give her breasts a 'Three Gold' suit.

When she came home from school in the evening, Song Pan'er immediately found a piece of wool and measured the thickness of her wrist and fingers under her mother's surprised gaze.

After breakfast the next day, I took my bankbook and went out.

Song Pan'er, who was in a hurry to catch the bus, didn't notice that there was a huddled figure holding a small quilt on the opposite side of the community, who had been watching her.

Song Zhigang has been asking for food for more than a month.

It's early winter now, and the first snow is about to fall.

Song Zhigang failed to take care of his son last time, so he tried again to send his son to his second uncle's house.

Who would have thought that his second uncle would beat him out directly, and he would be merciless if he turned against him.

Song Zhigang really felt sorry for his son and suffered the cold with him. He had no choice but to target Song Paner again.

He asked about Song Paner going to school here.

These days, while asking for small money, he stared at the railway school.

Huangtian paid off. Song Zhigang not only found Song Pan'er, he also touched the store.

He even went into the railway community with Mrs. Qian, but he couldn't follow her home.

Because on the way, he was stopped by two old ladies, who gave him two yuan and then drove out of the community.

Song Zhigang's expression was very calm, his eyes cold as he looked at the back of the bus as it went away, motionless.

Since he started asking for small money, Song Zhigang has been bitten by dogs, thrown stones by children, and kicked to the ground by young delinquents.

After experiencing these humiliations and beatings, he no longer had the impulsiveness and irritability he had before, and what remained was only sinisterness and coldness.

When he huddled under the overpass at night and couldn't sleep because of the cold, besides thinking about how to deliver his son to Song Pan'er, he also thought about Ma Xijuan and wanted to kill her.

He planned that after settling his son, he would beg for food and go find that bitch at the same time. He wanted her to die.

After the back of the bus completely disappeared, Song Zhigang carried Song Tianci and slid away.

Song Pan'er's purchase of gold jewelry went smoothly. Because she has no ears or eyes, Song Pan'er did not buy gold earrings. Instead, she bought three items: a gold bracelet, a gold necklace, and a gold ring.

The only criterion for her selection is that they are noble enough.

And how to express nobility? That means it must be big and heavy.

One gram of gold costs one hundred and thirty, and Song Paner spent more than nine thousand on three items.

She carried the "Three Golds" home with great expectations.

Mrs. Qian didn't say anything after receiving it. Instead, he lowered his head and entered the house holding the box.

Then within two minutes, a red-eyed rat appeared with a big gold ring on his finger.

Holding the orchid finger, she opened the door and went to the small square to chat with someone.

Song Pan'er shook her head funny.

There were quite a few old ladies staying in the square, and Mrs. Xu was also there. When she saw Granny Qian walking towards her with a hand in her hand, she opened her mouth and joked:

"Hey, sister, what are you doing? Are you going to court with your hands in hand?"

An old lady next to her had a better look and said with a smile: "Didn't you see it? What do you see that yellow thing?"

Mrs. Qian held her fingers, patted the dust on the stone bench, and sat down slowly.

Then he said: "My eldest granddaughter picked it for me."

This look of showing off secretly made the other old ladies happy.

A few old ladies started a hot chat mode about the filial piety of their children.

......

Time flies quickly, and the monthly exams are still going on.

Class 1 still didn't achieve their ambitious goal.

But so what?

Since setting this goal, many students in the class have made rapid progress. If they keep this state, they may succeed soon!

The substitute teacher now wants to take over the class.

It is common for one person to study hard, but it is rare for the whole class to work hard.

The acting head teacher took the initiative to go to the principal to apply, but was rejected by the principal because the head teacher of the first class had already been finalized.

At the beginning of the next semester, the school will transfer a new teacher, who will be the head teacher of the first grade of junior high school.

Snowflakes were falling outside the classroom. This was the first snow in the winter of 1997.

Students will hide from the rain, but there is no need to hide from the snow.

As soon as the school bell rang at noon, everyone howled and rushed into the flying snowflakes.

Song Pan'er was no exception. She put her hands in the pockets of her big cotton-padded jacket and skipped back to the store to eat.

As soon as I left the school gate, I saw several people surrounding her store from a distance.

Song Pan'er didn't pay attention at first, thinking it was customers buying things in the store chatting.

Until he was getting closer and closer to the door of the store, so close that he could see the small quilt held by her breasts through the gap.