Little orange's hand in picking up the tea cup stopped slightly.
His voice is not big, still waiting for a little clear voice, with inexplicable calm -
"this place was originally a horse breeding place, because of its unique geographical location, it was monopolized by the country uncle.
But later, because of the flood, the other party fled with their families. The villagers couldn't help but moved here. Taking advantage of the terrain to avoid natural disasters, they were regarded as birds occupying the nest.
But the flood will pass one day, and those who escape will always come back. At that time, they will inevitably be cleared and held accountable.
The head of the village came to ask for his wife's help. At first, he didn't want to do anything good, but wanted to seek shelter.
If you can, at least you can survive the flood. If you can't, I'm afraid the winter wheat will be white. Once the flood subsides, I'm afraid the most important thing is how to protect your life.
Now the situation is good. It's a bit of a crook. " A world of difference make complaints about
not only a clear and coherent way, but also a tight and slow tone.
With that, he added unintentionally: "how can you not even know this idea when you serve your wife day by day?"
Chu Liuli
seems to have no weight to make complaints about what she is doing.
Let her want to sophistry have no way to mouth, can only stuffy to sort out the things under.
After a long time, he finally broke away from his deep mood and captured the key point of little orange's words.
"Racecourse? My uncle? Where did you come from? "
In fact, when they first came to this village, they came into contact with this point.
But later he helped his master save people, which led to the fact that Chu Liuli completely ignored these things.
At this moment, I found something wrong.
In the whole Nanlin palace, there is only her wife, who was born in the imperial capital, and is famous for her official family.
When did you have a brother in such a remote place?
Unfortunately, at that time, little orange had already gone out, and no one answered her question at all.
Even if it's cloudy, there will always be a day in the past. It seems that God has finally lost his temper. This day is getting better day by day.
When Zhao Wanxi and her party set out, the sky was still covered with clouds, but the sun was also exposed, shining on people through a thin cloud, which was warm.
There were only a few people when they came, but they followed a lot when they left. More than a dozen people surrounded the carriage. It looked magnificent. In such a disaster stricken area, it was quite impressive.
The villagers were reluctant to give up. They sent two Li's land in a row and then went back three or three times in a row. When the people who saw them off were almost gone, Zhao Wanxi, who was sitting alone in the carriage and looking at the medical classics, suddenly heard a clear voice, but also a kind of timid voice.
"Sister, are you going to leave?"
As soon as his eyes brightened, he called for people to stop the car. He opened the curtain and looked out. In the withered and yellow grass on the roadside, there was a thin sound.
Seeing Zhao Wanxi's appearance, a thin figure came out of it.
"Sister, are you leaving?"
Before Zhao Wanxi, it was the little girl's father, surprised and angry.
"Zhaodi? Why are you hiding here? Don't make trouble for your wife, go back quickly