Crying While Filling the Pit I Dug - Chapter 18
Song Miaomiao smiled slightly at Aunt Cuihua, who sighed again. If her youngest daughter was still alive, she would be her age. Only then did Song Miaomiao know that Aunt Cuihua’s family had been ransacked by bandits, her father-in-law and her child were brutally killed by bandits, and she was the only one left. So she came to the Wanshan Sect to work as a cook.
Uncle Zhang’s life experience was similar to Aunt Cuihua’s. In the famine, all the people in the village died, and the head of the Wanshan Sect rescued him.
Aunt Cuihua arranged for Song Miaomiao a small room facing south, facing a huge pomegranate tree in front of the window. Song Miaomiao was lying on the bed, thinking a lot.
She had never described the back kitchen of the Wanshan Sect, so there were so many unknown stories in the world. That book itself was just a few random strokes, but it formed a complete world. Everyone had their own life and was busy with work. If the mission failed, the world would disappear, so what if the mission succeeded?
Song Miaomiao: [System Oppa, if my mission is successful, will the people or things in this book exist forever?]
System Oppa: [Your novel has formed a world, as long as you complete the content of the story, it will not disappear.]
Song Miaomiao: [That’s good.]
The second day was the master apprentice meeting offering, and Song Miaomiao, who was a dishwashing girl and a kitchen chick, had no chance to see it. The job Aunt Cuihua arranged for her was to wash rice, which was very easy. She also met a total of thirteen uncles and aunts who were cooking, all of whom were poor people with miserable backgrounds.
Song Miaomiao met Ling Qianyi, Senior Brother Song and all the senior brothers of the Wanshan Sect at noon. Although the Wanshan Sect was the number one sect in martial arts, the number of disciples in the inner sect was not large, less than 500. Under the setting of Song Miaomiao’s story, their martial arts were unpredictable and admired by everyone. The disciples were all elites, and they could almost defeat ten ordinary people. Anyway, when Song Miaomiao wrote it at that time, it was no problem for the head of the Wanshan Sect to single out hundreds of people.
In addition to the inner sect disciples, there were thousands of outer disciples scattered in various places, who did not belong to the direct line of the inner sect. The offering was used as the activity fund of the inner sect of the Wanshan Sect.
Song Miaomiao accompanied the uncles and aunts to add food and vegetables to the disciples. The head family didn’t come to the dining room, and ate alone in their own courtyard.
Ling Qianyi was wearing a brand new white uniform, standing with everyone, and seemed to get along well with everyone. All the disciples of the Wanshan Sect liked the quiet and lovely little sister very much, and they heard that she was Brother Song’s long-lost sister, so they were all very friendly to her.
Song Chaowang inquired about her stay, asked her if she was tired and if she was used to it. Song Miaomiao could only answer all his questions with a nod and a shake of her head.
“Miaomiao.” Ling Qianyi ran over with a smile when he saw Song Miaomiao. “You look so good in this dress.”
Song Miaomiao and Song Chaowang stood together. It was the first time they saw Ling Qianyi who was dressed so formally. His features were handsome, lively and lovely. In modern times, the child would be a cut-throat cutey.
A little girl in white clothes who looked about the same age as her also followed, “Senior Brother Song, is this your long-lost biological sister?”
“Yes, Junior Sister Yuan.”
Junior Sister Yuan?
Surname Yuan?
The little girl smiled slightly, “Miaomiao, I am Senior Brother Song’s junior sister, and my name is Yuan Diening.”
Was this Yuan Diening, the second female lead in the original novel?
In Song Miaomiao’s original story, the upright disciple Ling Qianyi was the number one male, who was full of righteousness, and the demon princess was the number one female, beautiful, generous and smart. One of them was a messenger of justice, and the other was born to be evil. As companions, the opposition between the two parties was full of contradictions and conflicts, but the same kindness and the hand of fate brought them together again.
It was said that a story without emotional entanglements was not a perfect story. Almost every ancient novel had a character who was excellent but would never be loved. She was the second female lead who had a crush on Ling Qianyi. Song Miaomiao remembered that she also wrote a second male lead who was in love with the second female lead. As for his name, Song Miaomiao couldn’t remember.
She was thinking about it when she suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice shout, “Junior Sister Yuan.”
Song Miaomiao turned around. Wasn’t this Senior Brother Fang who preached the rules at the gate of the mountain that day? Master Fang’s gaze didn’t fall on Song Miaomiao and Ling Qianyi. He walked straight to Yuan Diening, and called again, “Junior Sister Yuan.”
Song Miaomiao soon realized something. It turned out that the second male lead that she had forgotten was Master Fang.
Yuan Diening, twelve years old, took advantage of her father, and grew up in the Wanshan Sect from birth, so she didn’t have to squeeze her head to participate in the entry competition. Master Fang, nineteen years old, was Yuan Buluo’s capable disciple. He joined the Wanshan Sect at the age of nine. Although he was seven years older than Yuan Diening, he could almost be regarded as her childhood friend as they grew up together.
Seeing the first male lead, the second female lead, and the second male together, Song Miaomiao smelled a bit of gossip.
However, in the progress of Song Miaomiao’s story, the emotional drama had not yet started. It was estimated that Master Fang and Yuan Diening were still in the stage of brother-sister relationship.
The Wanshan Sect usually had a tight schedule for training, and after exchanging pleasantries, they hurriedly set off for a meal.
After eating, Ling Qianyi didn’t have time to stay longer to talk to Song Miaomiao, their daily training had strict time management.
Song Miaomiao secretly thought, generally speaking, Wanshan Sect was a good place to settle down, with a comfortable life, especially with her brother who was very kind to her.
However, some things were destined to be slapped in the face.
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