Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 380 Professional Bad Reviewer VS A Treasure Seller (15)

Then her father would cheer up, stretch out a sweaty hand to pat her head, and squeeze out a few light words from between his teeth -

"Xiao Jiu, go and see what mom is doing."

"Okay." Xiao Ranjiu responded crisply, but when she went out, she found her mother was leaning on another uncle, they were very close, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

That uncle was dressed so cleanly and beautifully, like a prince in a storybook.

She just stood there without calling "Mom".

Mom is talking to the prince, she shouldn't have gone there.

After a period of time, that uncle often came to see my mother, and my mother was also dressed very beautifully, her face was flushed red, which was very different from the dark yellow before.

She forgot how long that period was.

It seems that the sweet-scented osmanthus has bloomed several times, and she has grown taller, and her grades are not bad.

It's just that no one goes to every parent meeting.

And my father was getting thinner day by day. One day at work, he couldn't hold on and fainted. He was sent to the hospital by his colleagues. The hospital diagnosed him with advanced gastric cancer, and the doctor immediately issued a critical illness notice.

After tossing for a while, he is still alive, but his body is not as good as before.

That year, Ran Jiu was still in elementary school.

In autumn, the old sycamore tree outside the door died, and the grass on the side was also dark yellow, with no vitality at all.Father was lying at home early.

Mother waited on her every meal, and her attitude towards her became worse and worse.

Suddenly one day, the mother followed the "prince" away.

Before leaving, the man looked indifferent and only left her three words.

Thinking back on these three words today, it still hits my heart heavily—"Losing money!"

Father didn't survive that winter.

When the last leaf fell off the dead sycamore tree, my father also closed his eyes.

She didn't cry, she just felt relieved.

At least, father finally put an end to his endless pain, physical and mental.

The years passed silently, and she lived alone on relief funds and kind-hearted help from neighbors. From time to time, her mother would find someone to send a sum of money, probably because she was afraid that she would starve to death.

She deposited the money in the bank and never asked again.

There are many people in this world who hate the poor and love the rich, she knows it.

In the year of the college entrance examination, Ranjiu applied for a university far away from that city, and also rented the house to a neighbor as a storage room.

That helpless memory has been sealed in the bottom of my heart.

Song He Nai felt the girl's sudden depression, and wondered if he had asked a question that he shouldn't have asked.

"sorry."

"Ah... I'm sorry I was distracted just now." Ran Jiu blinked, her eyes were clear, "I don't remember where I saw He Nai, could it be in a dream?"

"Maybe." He breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief. He didn't know where the guilt came from, but the girl seemed to have red eyes just now, and her helpless look...

Like a fallen leaf in a strong wind, it has clearly left the branch, but it is torn by the strong wind, unable to return to the root.

Ran Jiu's eyebrows and eyes are indeed somewhat familiar to him, but he can't remember where he saw them.

After finishing the steak, Ran Jiu dragged Song He Nai to the nearby cinema to watch the latest movie.

The heroine lost part of her memory for some reason. Although that memory was full of horror, blood, and unbearableness, it was a matter of life and death and the most sincere feelings about the hero.

Memory...maybe important.

In the end, the hero and heroine broke through the difficulties and made a vision under the starry sky, Song He Nai handed her a napkin.

She was very confused, touched her face, but found that it was full of tears at some point.

　Update +15
　　The heroine of this world may be more ordinary than the previous ones.

　　But I think it's pretty real.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)