What does it feel like, suffocating, sad, bored?

Yang Guo only felt that her six senses were closed, and she subconsciously clenched the things in her hands.

But there was no touch in her hand, what should she hold tightly?Yang Guo forgot, just felt that she should hold something.

When her six senses returned again, Yang Guo was stunned by the scene in front of her.

Why is there a white expanse around her? Why is she here? Yang Guo always felt as if he had forgotten something very important to him......

She tentatively walked slowly towards the depths of the mist, but fortunately nothing strange happened around her, and other than that, the fog in front of her seemed to have dissipated a lot.

Vaguely, she seemed to see a village.

And this village also brought her an inexplicable sense of familiarity, Yang Guo didn't know what was wrong with her, and when she saw this village, she would have a physiological disgust.

The clouds had lifted completely, and it was a small, outwardly peaceful and peaceful village, probably because it was noon, and a few houses were burning with smoke from their cigarettes.

Although the houses in the village are simple, they look very clean, and the whole village has a very warm atmosphere.

There were a few children gathered around the entrance of the village, laughter, and noise, interspersed with every nerve of Yang Guo.

Yang Guo felt that he must be sick, otherwise how could he think that these children were so annoying......

At this time, another adult man appeared at the entrance of the village, the adult man was square-looking, wearing cotton and linen clothes, and his face did not have any wind and frost left by the years. It hardly looks like a village person.

He smiled and waved his hand in her direction, "Guoguo is back, what good things have you brought back this time!"

The man's loud voice drew out a lot of villagers.

One of the middle-aged women, who looked a little obese, dragged Yang Guo over, Yang Guo wanted to struggle but found that she didn't have much strength, but with the contact with this woman, she slowly remembered some of her memories.

About her, about the memory of this village.

Her name is Yang Guo, and she is eight years old this year, but because she is too weak, even if she is six years old, some people may believe her.

She grew up living in this village and grew up eating 100 family meals.

Yang Guo pondered her life in the past eight years, and a strange thought came to her heart, but did she really grow up eating hundreds of meals?

Because she only remembers her continuous efforts, but the benefits she can get from them are gone.

And it is precisely because of her that this village has its current appearance.

But everyone was telling her that she was supported by the villagers and that she owed them, so she had to comply unconditionally with the other people's conditions.

Yang Guo is too young, she doesn't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and no one has taught her the truth, so she doesn't know that all this was wrong from the beginning.

After the woman dragged her, she directly took off the bamboo cage on her back, and then she remembered that she had just gone to the mountains to pick herbs, but because the fog was too thick, she got lost.

Fortunately, the fog has lifted.

The villagers were curious to find something good in the mountains, and after habitually snatching her bamboo cage, they pushed the people aside.

The black and thin Yang Guo pursed his lips and stood alone, looking very pitiful.

At this time, a clod of soil suddenly hit Yang Guo's back, Yang Guo turned around with feeling, and saw a few children who had fun before, looking at her and laughing wildly.

"Waste, wild seeds, tool people! Yang Guo killed her whole family as soon as she was born, she is a dead star!"

Xiao Yangguo opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute their words, and wanted to tell them that he was not a mourning star.

But is it useful? It's useless, I've said it to them many times, and no one believes it, these people who are about the same age as her, will only use the so-called "fairy tales" as a weapon to attack her again and again.

Xiao Yangguo shed tears of grievance, but she didn't dare to cry out loud, because no one would comfort her......

At this time, several of the children's relatives came to find them.

They first smiled at Xiao Yangguo, then turned their heads and changed their faces, and one of the women dragged their son's ear and said angrily, "I told you a long time ago, stay away from that mourning star, why don't you have a long memory!"

"Mother, it hurts!"

The man felt a little sorry for his son, "Don't pull it, I didn't see my son's ears were red."

Besides, don't always call a mourning star, our village has become like this, don't rely on this little girl? What if one day she is really unhappy and runs away!"

The woman's triangular eyes snapped, "She dare!"

The man turned his head to look at the little girl, who was already some distance away from them.

He said in a low voice, "When people are in a hurry, they dare to do anything, not to mention that you don't forget, only Yang Guo can enter the mountain, if she really escapes into the mountain, do you dare to chase it?"

The woman thought of the villagers who had entered the mountain with a utilitarian heart, and couldn't help but shudder slightly, and said inwardly, "So I said, she is not only a mourning star, but also a little monster." ”

The man smiled, "It doesn't matter if she is a mourning star or a little monster, she is a good monster if she can bring us benefits." ”

Although the little boy who was being led by the woman didn't understand much of what his parents were saying, he remembered the new nickname they gave Yang Guo, "Little Monster." ”

Yang Guo lives alone in a thatched hut, which was converted from a horse shed in the village.

As for why she didn't have the house left to her by the Yang family, according to the village chief, her family owed the village money, so their house was confiscated.

But even so, the Yang family still couldn't pay back enough money for the village.

That's why Yang Guo went up the mountain to collect medicine.

Every time, Yang Guo would give them all the herbs he had collected, in exchange for a little shriveled bread and steamed buns, so as not to starve to death.

The days went by like this, until one day five years later, Yang Guo passed by the door of the village chief and heard such a conversation.

The village chief's wife: "I think it's almost time to do it, watching her grow up day by day, my heart is getting more and more uneasy, don't forget, the Taoist priest said that if we don't destroy her whole family, we will eventually be counterattacked." ”

Who would have thought that the village chief's wife, who was still dressed in cloth ten years ago, is now wearing gold and silver, and she is probably not much worse than the official wife.

Because the village is getting richer and richer, the village chief's style has also become a bit of an official.

He slammed the corner of the table with the pipe in his hand, and the color of his eyes was visible to the naked eye.

He didn't want to take Yang Guo's life, after all, he was also afraid that one day the East Window incident would happen.

However, thinking of the benefits brought by Yang Guo, he was reluctant to let her really die like this, after all, if Yang Guo died, would they still be able to live such a good life?

The village chief's wife saw her husband's hesitation, "Deal with her, there were too many people who knew the truth back then, and if anyone accidentally leaked their mouths, the consequences would be almost unimaginable." ”

The village chief swiped over his wife's gold necklace and gold jewelry, "Are you sure you can afford it, these things?"

The village chief's wife looked at the gold bracelet in her hand, and she couldn't help but feel resentful in her heart.