"She really has become a phoenix after flying to a tree. So, no matter how well educated a woman is or how good she is at work, it's better for her to be pretty and marry a rich man."
"Yes, I heard that this new wife worked in a hot spring club before she got married. Oh, who knows what kind of people are in that kind of place? I heard that some hot spring clubs do some improper things in private."
The Xin family specially hired a nanny, Sister Yang, to take care of the children, and Aunt Pan, to cook. On the surface, these two people were polite to the new wife, He Rumeng, but privately they were always gossiping in the kitchen, and they were not afraid to speculate about the new wife's past with the greatest malice.
As they were talking, Sister Yang accidentally turned her head and suddenly found that the kitchen door had been opened without her knowing when, and a figure was standing quietly at the door. She was startled and immediately fell silent. She looked carefully and found that it was Xin Xiaolu.
"Um... Miss, are you hungry? The meal will be ready soon." Sister Yang said this with gritted teeth, and then saw Xin Xiaolu leave without saying a word.
"Why is this child acting so strange? Her eyes are scary. Aunt Pan, could she have heard us talking?"
"What are you afraid of? She's just a little kid. What does she know? If she hears it, she hears it." Aunt Pan felt a little uncomfortable, but she still said, "We have worked here for so many years. Will we be fired for gossiping? Forget it. Let's not talk about it anymore. Hurry up and prepare the food. The husband will be home soon."
Ever since He Rumeng brought Xin Xiaolu to live in the Xin family, their lives have been in chaos. Not only did the nannies at home gossip about them, but the most serious problem was Mr. Xin's beloved son, Xin Yuan. Although he was young, he had a bad temper. He would smash things, swear and make a scene if he was not happy. On He Rumeng's first day, Xin Yuan spilled food all over her. The child pointed at her and screamed, telling her to get out. He Rumeng was so embarrassed that she cried for the whole day.
Even He Rumeng was treated this way. As a little burden, Xin Xiaolu's situation was even more awkward. In addition, He Rumeng's biological mother didn't pay much attention to her, and other people were even more so. Mr. Xin had asked Xin Yuan to call her sister before, but Xin Yuan raised her foot and was about to kick her, with disgust and disdain on her face, "She is not worthy of being my sister, I don't know what kind of creature she was born from, but she is not my sister!"
A few days passed, and Xin Yuan was always making a fuss. Mr. Xin was annoyed by him, so he simply opened many cards for He Rumeng and asked her to go out during the day to take care of her body, go shopping with other wives, etc., to prevent her from meeting Xin Yuan. But every night, when the family of four got together for dinner, Xin Yuan would always make a fuss and no one could eat well.
This day was no exception. Xin Yuan smashed the food on the table as usual and ran back to his room in a huff amid Mr. Xin's angry scolding.
Xin Xiaolu didn't react at all from beginning to end. After finishing his own bowl of rice, he went upstairs, leaving Mr. Xin to comfort He Rumeng and the crying He Rumeng behind.
Her room was next to Xin Yuan's, and the child, who was three years younger than her, would kick her door every time he passed by. Looking at the deliberately kicked footprints on the door, Xin Xiaolu suddenly pulled the corner of her mouth and revealed a weird smile.
In the middle of the night, Xin Yuan woke up hungry. He was in a bad mood every night, refused to eat, and woke up hungry in the middle of the night. He had woken up in the middle of the night for several days in a row to find food in the kitchen. The nanny Yang who took care of him would secretly leave him a piece of cake to fill his stomach at night.
Today he also got up from the bed and reached out to turn on the light, but there was no response after pressing it twice.
The power went out? Xin Yuan was stunned.
It was raining outside the window, the sound of the rain hitting the glass window, and a thunderous roar sounded in the sky, illuminating the whole room in an instant. At that moment, Xin Yuan found a person standing quietly by the window.
Lei was just a little bit dead. There was no light in the room except the white light coming from the window. He looked at the human-shaped black shadow in fear, and was so scared that he couldn't say a word. After all, he was just a child of a few years old. In this terrible and weird scene, his tears fell all of a sudden.
He didn't dare to make a sound. He got out of bed trembling, rushed to the door in fear, opened it and ran out, banging on Mr. Xin's door: "Dad! Dad! There's a ghost! There's a ghost in my room!"
Mr. Xin was awakened by him. He opened the door and the voice-controlled lights in the corridor lit up instantly.
Xin Yuan grabbed his clothes in horror, "There was a power outage just now, there is a ghost in my room!" Mr. Xin certainly didn't believe his son's words. There were no ghosts in this world. He just thought the child had a nightmare, so he sent him back to his room and let him rest.
"Go to sleep, there are no ghosts. The lights are on, don't be afraid. Dad has to work tomorrow. Go to sleep, be good and stop making trouble."
As soon as Mr. Xin left, Xin Yuan was scared and angry, and sat on the bed for a long time with the quilt in his arms. After all this trouble, he was even hungrier. As a young master, he had never been hungry before, so he couldn't stand it. After hesitating for a long time, he finally got up. He turned on all the lights, and the living room, kitchen, and all places were bright. He felt relieved and squatted in front of the refrigerator to take out his small cake.
He had just taken out the cake and hadn't closed the refrigerator when the whole room was plunged into darkness again.
The cold air from the refrigerator crept into his pajamas. Xin Yuan looked at the darkened surroundings in fear. Everything that seemed normal when the lights were on seemed to be different in the dark. He always felt that something was watching him in the dark. The small cake in his hand fell to the ground, but he didn't care and ran to the room upstairs.
Halfway through his run, he saw a tall, swaying black shadow in the middle of the stairs, just like the black shadow that had been standing quietly by the window of his room before.
Xin Yuan was so frightened that his whole body froze, and he took two steps back, accidentally bumping into something and tripping and falling to the ground. He could no longer hold back and burst into tears out of fear.
"Dad! Dad! There's a ghost!"
As he huddled up with his head in his hands, the shadow on the stairs left. She turned on the power switch and returned to her room, listening to the noise outside.
The next day, Xin Yuan got sick with a fever, but fortunately it was only a low-grade fever. Mr. Xin was not at home, as he was very busy at work, so he took He Rumeng out with him. Otherwise, if she stayed at home, the little devil Xin Yuan would not rest well and would always make trouble.
Aunt Pan finished cooking and left, leaving only the nanny Sister Yang at home to take care of Xin Yuan who had a fever, and the quiet Xin Xiaolu.
Sister Yang was scolded by Mr. Xin early this morning, saying that she shouldn't have left a small cake for Xin Yuan in the refrigerator, which made him sick. Sister Yang felt very aggrieved and didn't take good care of Xin Yuan. When she saw him resting, she ran downstairs to watch TV and called her sister to complain.
Xin Yuan, who was sleeping upstairs, was awakened by a burst of crying. He woke up in a daze and heard a sound that sounded like a ghost crying coming from under the bed. When he listened carefully, it seemed like it was coming from the wall.
It was a cloudy day today, and it looked like it would rain at any moment. It was very gloomy, and the house was very dark. Xin Yuan stayed alone in the room, listening to the strange and terrifying crying, and shrank back in fear.
"ah!"
Sister Yang, who was on the phone downstairs, heard Xin Yuan yelling upstairs and ran up quickly, "What's wrong?"
Xin Yuan grabbed her tightly, "There's a ghost! There's a ghost crying!"
Sister Yang didn't hear any sound, but there was a faint rumble of thunder outside, and it was going to rain again. The house was dark, and the child, who had always been domineering and unreasonable, was frightened again as if possessed by an evil spirit. This fear seemed to be contagious, and she felt a chill on her back for no reason.
"I don't want to live here anymore. I don't want to live here anymore! I want to go find my dad. Call him and ask him to come back!"
Sister Yang tried to comfort him, but she couldn't control him at all, and he accidentally jumped out of bed and ran out. "Hey! Yuanyuan, you're still sick, come back and have a good sleep!"
Xin Yuan suddenly opened the door and was startled by the person standing outside. Xin Xiaolu was standing at his door, very close to him, as if she had just stood against the door. Her voice was very soft, and there was a strange smile on her face, which was usually expressionless.
"Brother, are you sick? If you are, be a good boy." She reached out and held Xin Yuan's hand.
Xin Yuan just felt that the hand was icy cold, and in such a summer, it didn't even feel like the hand of a living person.
"Get out of here!" Xin Yuan shook her hand off and ran downstairs like he had seen a ghost. Sister Yang didn't know why he reacted so strongly, so she quickly followed him.
Xin Xiaolu walked into Xin Yuan's room, took something out from under his bed, put it in his pocket, and walked out calmly.
Xin Yuan was ill and never lifted the table during dinner again. However, he would still scold He Rumeng when he was in a bad mood, and would still kick Xin Xiaolu's door when he passed by her room.
"Rumeng, Xiaolu, don't bother with Yuanyuan. It's because I don't care enough about him that he developed this kind of temper." Mr. Xin couldn't do anything with his son and could only ask He Rumeng to give in more.
With He Rumeng's personality, of course she wouldn't say anything. To her, life now is much better than before. "It's okay. Yuan Yuan is still young. It's normal for him to be a little ignorant. How can I blame him?"
Mr. Xin kissed her cheek with relief. Xin Xiaolu remained silent as usual, and no one needed her to speak.
Under Xin Yuan's urging, he moved to a new room with a large window that overlooked the garden downstairs. After he moved out, no one next door would deliberately hit the wall with a ball, Xin Xiaolu could sleep well, and he no longer went out in the middle of the night.
But Xin Yuan's life didn't last long. Seeing that he couldn't deal with He Rumeng, he started to make trouble for Xin Xiaolu who stayed at home every day.
"Hey, do you know who your father is? Is your mother a mistress?" Although Xin Yuan is young, he knows a lot.
Xin Xiaolu glanced at him and smiled oddly, "You know, I killed my dad."
Xin Yuan was shocked: "Are you sick? What nonsense are you talking about?"
Xin Xiaolu looked at him with the big black eyes that only little girls have. "He turned into a ghost, and I brought him here. Adults can't see ghosts, but children can. Can you see him? He even cries when it rains."
Xin Yuan swallowed, his face turned pale, he turned around and ran away, staying away from Xin Xiaolu.
In the middle of the night, Xin Yuan was awakened by the sound of knocking on the glass window. It seemed like a small stone hitting the window glass? He got up, leaned against the head of the bed and secretly took a look at the darkness outside.
He immediately saw the garden below. In the thick night, there was a girl in a white dress squatting beside the flowers, apparently digging the soil.
Xin Yuan: “!!!”
The little girl in the white dress suddenly raised her head, as if she saw Xin Yuan, smiled at him, and slowly left.
The next day, Xin Yuan was restless, and quietly ran to the garden when Sister Yang and the others were not paying attention, found the flower bushes he saw yesterday at midnight, and dug there with a small stick. The land soaked by rain was muddy, and there were signs that someone had turned over it.
Suddenly, Xin Yuan froze. He clearly saw a tuft of black hair in the turned-up soil.
The author has something to say: [Microphone]: May I ask why you are so tough
Xin Xiaolu: It’s nothing, I just was a ghost for a while.
The naughty kid Xin Yuan is neither the male lead nor the second male lead, he is just a younger brother. His childhood sweetheart will appear in the next chapter.