Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

ity when the old man passed away.
After that, she only had endless longing.

In the chaos, everything was too real.
Su Xiaolu could not tell if it was her nightmare or reality.

“Grandpa, I’m so sad.”

Su Xiaolu cried and said how sad she was.

“Aiya, what’s there to be sad about? It doesn’t matter if they say that you don’t have parents.
Some people just don’t have parents.
Even if you don’t have parents, don’t you still have me? Look at what you want to eat and which clothes you like.
Those who have parents might not be happier than you.
Look at that child Yang’s family.
She has parents, but they’re divorced.”

“Listen to Grandpa.
It doesn’t matter if you have parents or not.
What’s important is that someone really loves you.
This person can be your grandparents, uncles, aunties, or even your friends.
They definitely have their shortcomings.
If we have them, we’ll take them and cherish them.
If not, we shouldn’t be discouraged or sad.
We have to look forward.
If this road is difficult, we’ll definitely be happy on the next road.”

“Girl, you have to believe me.
I’ve read your fortune in the past.
You’re very lucky.
The good days are still ahead of you.
In the future, when you lead a happy life, no one can catch up to you even if they fly a plane.
They can’t do anything but to be green with envy.”

“Lulu, I’m not dead.
I’m in the sky.
Just walk forward and don’t be afraid of anything.
I’ll always protect you.”

It was still the familiar words in her memory.
The gentle tone told her to continue walking her path bravely.

In a daze, the memories of her previous life replayed like a faded movie.

She had always been brave, walking forward until her death.

Until the next life.

She became Su Sanlang and Madam Zhao’s child.

From the time she learned how to speak until she grew up, she recalled every scene in her mind.

Her headache gradually subsided.
As she breathed, spiritual energy filled her mind, slowly alleviating all her discomfort.

Su Xiaolu opened her eyes and realized that she was recuperating in her space.
The herbs she planted were filled with vitality and the spiritual spring water flowed endlessly.

Su Xiaolu felt that her eyes were a little dry and her nose was blocked.
She seemed to have been crying for a long time.

Su Xiaolu sighed.
She knew that she had a nightmare.

She had trapped herself.
After a nightmare, everything was fine.
Whether it was in her previous life or this life, she would walk forward firmly and let go of all her sadness.

It was just like what her old Master and grandfather had said in her previous life.
After walking this part of the road, the next part would definitely become better.
She had to walk forward and look forward.

Su Xiaolu came out of the Space.
She opened her eyes and saw Su Xiaoling, who had not slept all night and looked worried.
She smiled and said, “Sister, I’m sorry for making you worry.”

Su Xiaoling’s eyes turned red.
“Xiaolu, I’m sorry.
I shouldn’t have said those things to you.”

Su Xiaoling was really frightened.
Su Xiaolu had a nightmare the entire night and kept crying and talking in her sleep.
After the advanced fever subsided, she could not wake her up.

Su Xiaolu shook her head.
She smiled gently at Su Xiaoling and said, “Sis, you’re not in the wrong.
It’s all my fault.
Don’t worry.
I understand now.
You’re right.
Don’t worry.
No matter what happens in the end, we’re still a family.
Father and Mother are still Father and Mother.
No one can change this.”

She had a nightmare because having such parents was what she wanted the most in this life.
Now that she could potentially lose them, she couldn’t accept it and had a nightmare.
Now that she had walked out, everything would be fine.

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