The national male god is the first in the test again

Chapter 222 Lost Memories

Ling Jue raised his eyebrows, "So what?"

"You can't get in." He was a little proud, "There are iron nets all around, you can't get in at all,"

"Is that so? That's fine." Ling Jue nodded, turned and walked into the house.

"Hey, hey, Ling Jue, if you don't listen to me, something will happen to you, I know where you can go in!"

"Hey! Boss! Lord Jue!" He shouted for a long time, but Ling Jue had already walked in and ignored him all the time.

Niu Tingxiong's eyeballs rolled a few times, and then he smiled. He will not go to herd cattle tomorrow morning, and will wait here for him all the time.

Be sure to follow the boss to see the so-called monster.

Everyone in the village said it was scary, so he was already curious.

Today I finally let him find out how to enter the back mountain, so he must go and see.

Thinking of this, he happily went home.

When Ling Jue came back, grandma was still sleeping, so she picked up the shower and watered the plants.

At this time, she saw two trees in the depths of the small yard, which looked like they had been planted for no less than 50 years, and a small swing was hung above them.

She was a little dazed, put down the shower in her hand and walked over.

The iron chain made of iron chain is hung on a rusty iron plate. The old tree has been worn so that its skin has fallen off, and now it has grown together with the iron chain.

"Are you back?" Just when Ling Jue lost his mind, a voice came from behind.

She turned her head and looked at her grandmother who had gotten up.

The old man walked over with a little tiredness on his old face, "These two trees were planted when I married your grandfather."

"At that time, he said that when he grows up, he will make small swings for his grandchildren." Her hand touched the iron chain, and she didn't seem to notice the rust, and her voice was a little distant, "Later, your mother and your uncle When they were ten years old, they were already full-grown, and they were made into swings. When you were here last time, sitting here was your favorite."

Ling Jue took out a tissue, took her hand and wiped it.

"Let's go, grandma is going to cook for you." She smiled, patted Ling Jue on the shoulder, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

"Grandfather—" Tangyuan hesitated to speak, and muttered, "I've said it all, just give me a slap, why have you been hesitating~"

Ling Jue wiped the iron plate with a paper towel, then put a few sheets of paper on it, and sat on it to shake.

Outside is the familiar scenery, a small river, which is full of aquatic plants.

There were also fish jumping out of the river to breathe, and the sky was dark, as if it was going to rain.

This kind of weather, this kind of situation, everyone who experiences it will feel depressing.

Ling Jue's mind was filled with painful memories all the time, and he only felt pain in his body.

"You should never have been born!"

"You're a bitch!"

"Damn you! Why don't you die!"

"..."

Ling Jue's memory is full of the heartbreaking words of that woman.

Her complexion was as usual, Tangyuan couldn't feel all this, only she could understand it.

She seemed to be reading other people's stories, all of which had nothing to do with her.

She saw Ling Jue in her memory, being beaten up by that woman.

No wonder you are autistic, no wonder you have low self-esteem, no wonder you are depressed...

"Xiao Jue, it's time to eat!" At this moment, she heard her grandmother's voice, waking her up.

She stood up, patted the non-existent dust on her body, and walked towards the back room.

"Grandfather, do you want to consider Tangyuan's suggestion?" Tangyuan squatted on her shoulders, why did it feel that the Sir was so strange at the moment.

(End of this chapter)