Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

The author has something to say: Today is the first update, and I will add a new chapter for the children's shoes of "Sit with hands and sigh (>﹏<)" later, thank you for the two mines that he blew up today~(@^_^ @)~

I dreamed of Pingyi, dreaming that he stood in front of me covered in blood, didn't speak, just looked at me quietly like this, and then he showed me a free and easy smile, then turned and left resolutely.

"Pingyi, don't go!" I stretched out my hand to grab Pingyi but was held tightly by another pair of warm palms.

"Tongtong, are you awake?" There was a bit of joy in my sister's voice, she held my hand without knowing how hard it was, and it hurt me, but her tone was so gentle, "Tongtong, open your eyes and look at my sister. "

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve slept for too long, and my brain is still not in control. I tried to open my eyes bit by bit, and my eyes turned aimlessly for a long time before focusing on my sister. The scene in front of me was not very clear. The face looked blurry, and I could only vaguely see a face with eyebrows and eyes similar to mine smiling at me.

"Sister?" It was a hoarse voice, and I tried to sit up, but my sister immediately put a hand on me to sit up.

"Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink some water first?" My sister asked me softly, patting my back.

Indeed, my throat was as uncomfortable as smoke, I nodded with difficulty, and I took a deep breath because the pain in the back of my neck was accidentally involved.

My sister immediately stretched out her hand and pressed the back of my neck. Before I could ask my teacher to blame, she took the initiative and explained: "Assistant Jiang is indeed a bit harsh. I have already reprimanded him. Tongtong, don't be angry. At that time In that case, there is nothing my sister can do."

I don't know if Assistant Jiang cut my nerve with the knife. I always feel that besides the pain in the back of my neck, even my limbs are a little numb.

But now I don't want to bother with my sister about these insignificant things. If I cut it all off, can I still call Assistant Jiang to cut him face to face to relieve my anger?Perhaps only the naughty Ruan Jitong Xingzhi from before could play around with such a childish behavior. Pingyi's death really changed me a lot.

"I want to drink water." Changed the subject succinctly, what a smart sister, rolled her eyes, and immediately got up to pour me water.

After drinking a cup of warm water, I felt a little more comfortable. I moved my neck and limbs. Although there were some adverse reactions, it was not too uncomfortable, and my eyes were not as foggy as before. Layers of paper up.

Putting down the cup, lifted the quilt and stood up, my sister hurriedly pulled the quilt to wrap me up again: "Be careful of catching a cold."

"Catching a cold is better than sleeping on this hard tatami." She pushed her sister away noncommittally, then pulled off the folded clothes and began to put them on her body, "How long have I slept?"

"Two days." My sister had no choice but to come over to help, and while helping me straighten my collar, she mentioned it lightly, "Pingyi's ashes have been buried, and your brother-in-law has been chanting scriptures and praying for Pingyi in the temple these two days. "

I was stunned for a while, and the hand that was buttoning the button stopped suddenly, and it took a long time for me to say "hmm" as an answer.

After I finished dressing, I walked straight towards the sliding door of the room, and my sister followed behind and asked cautiously: "Does Tongtong want to pay homage to Pingyi in the temple?"

Pulling the door open, the sun was setting outside, and I couldn't help looking at the courtyard wall covered with dry creepers and sneered mockingly: "No need, what's there to see if people have turned to ashes?"

"Tongtong..." My sister hesitated to speak.

"I'll go to the kitchen to find something to eat first, sister can use this time to clear up her thoughts..." I turned back to look at my sister, and said lightly, "After all, my sister promised me that she would tell me everything. "

My sister didn't speak, her face wasn't ugly but it was absolutely ugly, was she wondering why Ruan Jitong became this virtuous when she woke up after being knocked out?

Oh, who cares!whatever.

A traditional Japanese big family, even the stock in the refrigerator is very traditional. Don’t think about bread, milk and instant noodles here. I searched inside and out and barely found a bowl of white rice and a bowl of seaweed soup to satisfy my hunger. At this time, if you are hypocritical, you can only go hungry. After turning the microwave oven, a bowl of shoddy kelp soup with rice is done.

While I was devouring, there were always two sneaky helpers huddled at the kitchen door and poking their heads. Japanese people pay great attention to etiquette, especially in this kind of big family. You must have a face when you eat, and you can’t eat after the meal. , not to mention that I still swagger and go straight into the room to search for things that can fill my stomach. Probably in their eyes, I am a magical person.

After careful calculation, I actually met a rather amazing Japanese in this world. He is not as silent as the traditional Japanese. Even after dinner, he will still call RoomService for me. He is a ghostly person. When he was younger than me, he was serious and mature like an old man in his seventies and eighties. He also hated hard tatami mats like me. He...

Pingyi, did you really just leave like this?

I didn't even realize when my face was covered with teardrops, dripping down into the bowl and blending with the kelp soup.

"Bastard! I won't even let me eat well!" He cursed Pingyi secretly, threw away the spoon and stopped eating, his chest was so congested.

The two helpers who were peeping at the door gave a "huh" in surprise, and I was upset, so I glanced at them coldly, and then they disappeared without a trace.

When I packed up my emotions and went to find my sister, she was already sitting in my room. After taking off my shoes and entering the door, I closed the door. Even though no one in this house can understand Chinese, closing the door means not Hope to be disturbed.

I sat down opposite my sister, looked straight into her eyes across the small square table, and asked calmly, "Have you figured out how to explain to me, sister?"

The elder sister sighed, and said: "I said, Pingyi committed suicide, no one murdered him."

"Why do you keep emphasizing that no one murdered Pingyi?" I felt that my sister was a little too sensitive, and a certain emotion in my heart began to stir again, "I never said before that I suspected that my sister murdered Pingyi, didn't I?"

"Tongtong!" My sister stared at me, and she couldn't help but raise her voice and reprimanded me sharply, "Do you know what I'm talking about?! We are brothers and sisters, why do you want to slander your sister like this?!"

"Slander?" I shook my head seriously, "My sister misunderstood me, I'm not slandering you, I'm just discussing the facts."

My sister may also feel that her tone is a bit harsh, and she couldn't help but sigh: "I know that you have a very good relationship with Pingyi in private, and his death has brought you a big blow, but Tongtong, you can't be overwhelmed because of Pingyi's death. It's becoming irrational!"

Compared with my sister's emotional instability, I am much calmer: "I am very rational sister, otherwise the first thing I wake up should be to report to the police that you are the biggest suspect of murdering Pingyi instead of going to the kitchen to eat a bowl of seaweed Soup and rice, and now I can sit here and talk to you calmly."

"Report? The biggest suspect?" My sister looked at me with wide eyes in disbelief, and it took me a long time to find her voice and ask me, "Why?"

"Why?" I laughed at my sister's innocence, "I'm afraid I'm not the first person to doubt my sister."

"Tongtong!" My sister slapped the table with gritted teeth, "Speak clearly for me!"

"Sister, don't you think of it at all?"

"What should I think of?" My sister was so angry that her pretty face was flushed, and her eyes were also red.

"As we all know, Hirohiko Asai is the only son of Hirohiko Asai, who is also the only legal heir of Ferry Lacquerware, but he committed suicide a month after Hirohiko Asai and his second wife held their wedding in public..." I deliberately delayed The tone is longer so that my sister can fully understand the meaning of my words, "Especially sister, you are still a very competitive person."

A person as smart as my sister will naturally understand, she glared at me angrily: "Are you doubting me?"

"I don't deny that I really doubt that it was my sister who pushed Pingyi down the building, otherwise how could it create the illusion that Pingyi committed suicide?" I suspect that once the hole is torn open, there is no way to stop it, "Pingyi worships you so much , I will definitely not be wary of you, isn't it easy for my sister to succeed when Pingyi is defenseless?"

"Do you think I killed Pingyi?" At this time, my sister miraculously calmed down a lot, her face was expressionless, which was unpredictable.

I paused for a moment, feeling a little uncertain, but I still poured out all my conjectures: "As long as my sister gives birth to another son for Hirohiko Asai, wouldn't ferry lacquerware be available at your fingertips? The Asai family will be very kind to my sister." Thank you, because you gave birth to a new heir for their family, not only will you not become a sinner, but you will also be a hero."

"Do you think I killed Pingyi?" My sister repeated what she said just now in a low voice, and the next second she was caught off guard and suddenly stood up and slapped me hard across the small square table.

The sound of slapping the meat was very loud, and it made a "buzz" in my head, and I couldn't recover for a long time.

"Even if people all over the world suspect that I'm a murderer, you can't!" My sister frantically tugged at my collar and shook me, almost strangling me, "Ruan Jitong! Only you can't doubt me." !"

2015-03-08