Chapter 562

In their grief, they went to petition, but they were expelled or even imprisoned, forcing them to write a pledge not to petition again.

If you don't write, you won't let them go or even beat them.

When their son died, there were only two old people left, and they fought for justice.

One day, those people suddenly let them out. They met Mo Qing, and Mo Qing sent someone to send them back to the village.

They promised that when the grapes were ripe, someone would come in and buy their grapes, and then they came back.

"It's hard to find a good young man now, girl. It's very lucky of you to find such a good young man."

"Granny, you misunderstood me, I..."

Mo Qing coughed outside, "Auntie, I'm coming in."

The old lady quickly got up, fumbled to open the curtain and let Mo Qing in.

Gu Xiaoran had to shut up.

When she came out of the bath, the old lady was no longer in the kitchen. Mo Qing was wearing an old cloth dress, sitting on a low stool, baking clothes for her.

His clothes are very old, but he still can't hide his elegant and refined demeanor, and doesn't look shabby at all.

Mo Qing took a piece of dry cloth and wiped her wet hair. She said in a soft voice, "if you are hungry, you can cook sweet potatoes outside."

Gu Xiaoran smelled the smell of boiling sweet potato, and immediately felt that he had a good stomach. He took the cloth towel in Mo Qing's hand and said, "I'll wipe it myself." As he spoke, he walked out of the kitchen.

There was a pot of boiled sweet potatoes on the table outside the house, and a dish of wild vegetables without oil and water was fried.

Uncle Liu and his wife looked at the poor night, some embarrassed, "when the grapes are not ripe, there is nothing else to eat at home."

Gu Xiaoran knew that even if the grapes were ripe, if they could not be sold, they would only rot. they were as poor as they could afford not to eat. They were very upset and hated those corrupt officials.

He took the sweet potato from Moqing and took a big bite.

"That's good."

Mo Qing took another chopstick to Gu Xiaoran's bowl. "Now it's time for the wild vegetables to sprout. It's delicious. You can't eat these in the city. Try it."

"Have you ever eaten this, Prince of Mohism?"

"I used to participate in survival training and dig a lot of such wild vegetables."

The entrance of wild vegetables is sour and not delicious, but Gu Xiaoran has a familiar feeling inexplicably.

She had eaten such wild vegetables before.

Survival training?

Gu Xiaoran thought of the training camp in his dream.

Did she take part in the survival training he said?

Mo Qing looks at Gu Xiaoran eating wild vegetables and eating sweet potatoes without any obstacles, with a touch of imperceptible tenderness at the corner of her mouth.

After supper, it rained even harder. The old lady was afraid that the road would not be safe at night, so she kept them for one night.

Gu Xiaoran is not afraid of falling stones, but Yu Fei's car broke down and was left in the rain. He can't repair it. He can only wait until tomorrow morning to find a way.

The old woman led Gu Xiaoran into the next room.

The room was narrow and shabby, but clean.

The old lady said that this was their son's house. Although their son was gone, she still cleaned it every day as if his son were still alive.

Gu Xiaoran was a little sad.

She thought that she couldn't help selling grapes, but she could find a way to get into the management system of government departments and find out where the money went.

Those corrupt officials ate not only money, but the flesh and blood of these poor people.

Gu Xiaoran sat down on the bed and relaxed. The pain in his heart came from his hands and feet.

Spread out the hand, the palm of a dozen blisters, even if it is to extend a finger pain.

Moqing pushes the door in.

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