Boss, she just wants to live an ordinary life

After that day, the rain continued and the crops could not bear it.

People began to pray again, and Yu Chaowan, who was a saint, was also busy.

On this day, Yu Chaowan had just returned from praying on the mountain, and was taken directly into the ancestral hall at home.

"Father, do you have anything to do with me?" Yu Chaowan asked.

Yu Chaowan's father is forty-two this year, and he is also a handsome man, but he is used to keeping a straight face all year round, and the two deep nasolabial folds make him feel more cruel.

He turned around when Yu Chaowan entered the door, "It's raining unabated recently, you're so busy going up the mountain to pray, I don't have time to care about you."

"Father Lao is worried, Chaowan is fine, and has been fine recently."

"Take off the hat." Blood relatives can see the appearance of the saint.

Yu Chaowan's heart trembled, she always felt that something was wrong, so she could only raise her vigilance, there was only one thing she could make mistakes in, and that was Jiang Tong.

She took off the bamboo hat and smiled, "Father is fine. It has been raining recently, and the family should be quite busy."

Father Yu frowned slightly, "It's fine as long as you're busy. The most important thing is that the rain won't stop, so..."

"So," Yu Chaowan revealed appropriate doubts.

"So, I suspect that the witch broke the commandment." Yu's father accused, he stared at Yu Chaowan closely, not letting go of any expression on her face.

Yu Chaowan looked puzzled, as if she hadn't reacted yet, and after a while, she suddenly realized that what Yu's father was talking about was her. She was furious, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes, "Father, do you doubt me?"

Father Yu did not feel guilty when he saw her. Could it be that he really misunderstood her?

"Father, I have been a witch for so many years. I have fulfilled my duties and have never gone out of line. Could it be that father is going to blame his daughter for the rainy weather now?" Yu Chaowan couldn't believe it.

However, there is still some guilt in the bottom of my heart. After all, she is indeed lying, but these guilts are so small that they are insignificant, because once this is said, it will be Jiang Tong who will die.

"Father, please tell me who is spreading the rumors. My daughter is willing to confront him. He must have taken advantage of other families and turned the truth around."

Father Yu paused for a rare moment, and his eyes became more complicated, "She can't take advantage of others, and she can only say that for the good of the Yu family."

Yu Chaowan was stunned, and according to this meaning, it proved that the people who said this could only be the Yu family.

"Xiao Nan, come out." Father Yu's voice fell, and a little girl came out from behind the ancestral hall. It was Yu Chaowan's younger sister, Yu Xiaonan, who was also destined to be the next saint.

Yu Xiaonan walked in front of Yu Chaowan, and called her sister abruptly.

But that voice was like a poisonous arrow, piercing Yu Chaowan's heart.She knew that Yu Xiaonan must have discovered something before reporting it to her father.

Yu Chaowan was even more calm, she had to stay steady, for Jiang Tong's sake.

"Xiao Nan, tell me what you saw."

"On the [-]th day of last month, I couldn't sleep at night, and I was walking in the yard alone, and then I saw my sister being sent back by a person. The two of them still had a conversation at the window, and that person left. It was too far away, I think I don't know what that person looks like."

Father Yu stared at Yu Chaowan the whole time.

There was no expression on Yu Chaowan's face, but after Yu Xiaonan finished speaking, he sneered, "So."

"Are you admitting it?" Yu Xiaonan said excitedly.

Father Yu didn't speak, and quietly watched the confrontation between the two.

Yu Chaowan sighed, "Xiao Nan, I know you've always wanted to be a saint all these years, but there's really no need to tell such a lie to stain me. I didn't do anything, I'm innocent, and I have a clear conscience."

She fixed her gaze on Yu's father, "Furthermore, father will not believe your side of the story."

"Father, what I said is true." Yu Xiaonan responded immediately, with a stern look in her eyes, and she looked at Yu Chaowan with disgust.

In the end, Father Yu's eyes fell on Yu Xiaonan, "Xiaonan, you go out, I have something to say to your sister."

This means that he finally chose to trust Yu Chaowan.

"Father, what I said is true. Believe my father, I really saw my sister having a private meeting with someone else, and she didn't wear a bamboo hat during the whole process. Father, you believe me." Yu Xiaonan tried hard to argue, obviously there is such a good opportunity, why? Father didn't believe her.

"Get out." Father Yu scolded angrily.

Yu Xiaonan didn't dare to say any more, she gave Yu Chaowan a vicious look, and walked away.

After Yu Xiaonan left, neither Yu Chaowan nor Father Yu spoke in the room.

The ancestral hall was quiet, and the sound of rain getting louder and louder could be heard outside.

"I don't know when the rain will stop." Father Yu sighed first.

"My daughter will do her best." Yu Chaowan replied.

"Chao Wan, you need to understand your own identity."

"Yes, father. I am a saint, and I will remember my responsibilities." Yu Chaowan lowered her head and said, she knew in her heart that her father didn't believe in herself, he just had to choose to believe in herself now.

"The wizard has calculated that this rain is against God's taboo. If this continues, it may be necessary to open an altar and send sacrifices to appease the wrath of the gods."

Yu Chaowan looked up at Father Yu in disbelief, "Father..."

There is only one sacrifice, and that is the current saint.

Father of Yu looked sad, he came over and patted Yu Chaowan on the shoulder, "Chaowan, I don't want to either, but it has been raining for more than a month, it can't go on like this."

"But, but father, you also know that I don't have any practical effect at all. It's a matter of God if it doesn't rain.

It has nothing to do with whether the saint is dead or not.

"Shut up. Yu Chaowan, do you still remember your responsibilities?"

Yu Chaowan was stunned for a while before lowering his head, "I was wrong, father."

I just felt absurd in my heart.

Her duty?

Her duty is to recite those meaningless odes every day, to be a high-ranking saint, and to maintain the status for the Yu family.

In fact, Yu's father didn't want the matter to come to this point either. After all, Yu Chaowan is her daughter and has raised a child for so many years, "Chaowan, I don't want to do this either. But the rain won't stop, there is no other way."

"But, but I'm dead, and the rain still won't stop." Yu Chaowan finally said those outrageous words.

This time, Father Yu didn't stop him, but said earnestly, "But, you are dead, and everyone's anger can be calmed down."

After finishing speaking, he raised a smile, "Chao Wan, actually it's not that far yet, as long as the rain can stop, you don't have to go to die."

Yu Chaowan's heart was icy cold, because she felt that the rain might not stop.

Three days later, the rain still hasn't stopped.

On this day, Yu Chaowan came back after praying.

As soon as the door was opened, Jiang Tongwo was found asleep on the small bed.She hurriedly turned around and closed the door and walked over.

Recently, the number of guards near her house has increased significantly. When she saw Jiang Tong again, she wanted to reprimand him, and she wanted to say, how dare you lie here. If someone else came in, how would I protect you.

But when the words came to her mouth, she stared at Jiang Tong's sleeping face, and finally said nothing, turned around and covered her with a small quilt.

Half an hour later, Jiang Tong woke up. After waking up, she was a little confused, and she woke up slowly when she sat up.

Seeing this, Yu Chaowan had no choice but to say, "Tongtong, you should be careful, what if it's not me who came in, what should you do?"

Jiang Tong pursed his lips and smiled, "Impossible, don't look at me falling asleep, but you can still feel that it was you who came in. It is also because you are by my side that I sleep so soundly."

Yu Chaowan picked out the wick of the oil lamp, "Why did you go last night, so sleepy."

Jiang Tong grimaced, "Don't mention it, last night my sister was talking in her sleep all night, she slept so deeply that she couldn't even wake up, so I didn't sleep much. I went to the woods again in the morning, and I met..."

"Hey, Yu Chaowan, are you listening?"

Because it was raining and cloudy outside, it was only after noon, and the room had to be lit.

Jiang Tong was lying on the small table, and saw Yu Chaowan staring at the oil lamp on the table in a daze, the fire was reflected in her red pupils, and the emotion in her eyes was a little sad.

Who are you mourning for.

Those beautiful red pupils are showing such sad emotions for someone.

Before she could react, Jiang Tong's body started to move unconsciously. She stretched out her right hand, crossed the table, and wanted to touch Yu Chaowan's eyes.

Yu Chaowan finally got out of his daze, seeing the finger that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, he closed his eyes subconsciously.

The tip of Jiang Tong's index finger landed on Yu Chaowan's eyelids and did not move away. She could feel her eyelids trembling slightly and her eyes rolling.

In the next second, Yu Chaowan stepped back, and Jiang Tong's fingertips fell through.

"Tong, Tongtong, what are you doing?"

"I……"

I just don't want to see you so sad, I just want to touch your beautiful eyes, and I can't help it, so I act, and there is no reason.

Jiang Tong didn't know why, facing the several answers that suddenly appeared in her mind, she opened her mouth and never said it.

Yu Chaowan tilted his head and was still waiting for Jiang Tong's answer, the room fell into silence, only the sound of rain hitting the window could be heard.

The two looked at each other, Chi Tong met Mo Tong, even though there was a small table between them, but they both seemed to see their own small reflections in each other's pupils.

The atmosphere became viscous for a while, like the honey Jiang Tongchang brought, sticky and mixed with silky sweetness.

In the end, Yu Chaowan looked away first. Under the firelight, her cheeks seemed a little red, "So, why did you poke my eyes all of a sudden."

After speaking, I felt that I was right, and I became more confident, "If you poke blind, you can afford it."

Seeing that Yu Chaowan had returned to normal, Jiang Tong was relieved.When the two of them looked at each other just now, it was really strange, it made people's heart beat faster unconsciously, but in the bottom of their hearts, there was some regret that could not be found, and I didn't know what I was regretting.

She was still half-lying on the table, raising her hand in protest, "You were the one who got distracted first, I was talking to you, but you were staring at the lamp in a daze, don't I look good without the lamp?"

Yu Chaowan chuckled, "The little girl is only so old, she still knows whether she looks good or not."

Jiang Tong straightened up, "I'm not young, okay, don't look down on me."

"Well, I admit, I'm not as good-looking as you. But we are not in the same style, we can't compare."

Yu Chaowan smiled.

"So what were you thinking just now?" Jiang Tong asked again.

Yu Chaowan was stunned for a moment, "I didn't think about anything, so I just stared blankly."

"Lie." Jiang Tong said firmly, she leaned forward, her tone was full of worry, "Yu Chaowan, what happened?"

Should I tell her, Yu Chaowan didn't know.

To tell her that if the rain continues, then I will be sacrificed.

Forget it, this sad ending doesn't have to happen.

Furthermore, even if it happened, she didn't want Tongtong to know so early, she would be very sad.

"It's really nothing." Yu Chaowan replied.

Jiang Tong looked helpless, apparently not believing it at all, but seeing that Yu Chaowan didn't want to talk, she didn't ask.

The days passed faster, and it was another week in the blink of an eye.

Seven days later, the rain still showed no signs of stopping.

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