"You're right. People should have looked forward, not trapped in sad memories."

Mo Xiyan nodded heavily and once again had a new understanding of the people of this era.

She thought that most of the people at this time were Huafeng and song Yaner, who stopped because of the past.

But I never thought that people in this era could be so open-minded and admirable.

But soon Ouyang Zhan's words made Mo Xiyan understand that it was not how open-minded these people were, but because they wanted to live.

That's it.

He said, "Lord Hua, if these people have been complacent all the time, how will they live? Especially those women who lost their husband and took their children, how do you let them live next? It's hard not to keep the memories of the past, bite their teeth and bring up their children with pain and illness?"

"So remarriage or remarriage is the most normal life for these ordinary people, not for those of you who don't bow down for five buckets of grain all day in the high gate courtyard."

His words were as clear as an eye.

Let Mo Xi Yan feel ashamed.

Because before that, although she felt that women didn't have to stick to the rules.

But they have not had too much experience of their lives.

Along the way, she was too smooth.

The so-called bitter days are just the time when I lived in Mojia village.

However, at that time, in fact, she was not forced to the edge of survival like them.

The same was true in previous lives.

Although she was used to death, she was also used to despair.

But it's different after all.

Just because she's not dead yet.

She still has something to rely on.

That's why I can be energetic there.

To earn a light for yourself.

And these refugees in front of us.

They are already in despair.

In a short time, fear will not have any chance to change.

If there is no one construction office and two construction offices, perhaps most of them will continue to move forward,

Go to Liangping, or farther.

Or, I met them directly in Guang'an, adding a layer of gloom to their already suffering life.

People who have not experienced such despair can not experience it.

Don't cherish Yan's lack of experience. You can't experience it by imagination alone.

But she can still understand the word despair.

So Ouyang Zhan's words made her feel so much.

Like Mo Xiyan, there is huafeng naturally.

He experienced better than Mo Xiyan.

When he was young, a love affair with song Yaner was the biggest grief he had ever endured.

Now listen to Ouyang Zhan.

It really made him feel ashamed.

Murong Yu didn't feel much.

To him, it's just mortals.

No matter which world it is, it is fair to people.

Only the strong can occupy the best resources.

Have the best life.

The weak cry at the bottom of society.

"Well, it should be normal to respect the strong. If you are really dissatisfied with your current life, you will rise up and fight. If you accept your life and drift with the tide, you will wait for death and live such a life without worry."

What Murong Yu can't see most is don't cherish Yan's unhappy appearance.

Therefore, after taking people into his arms, he said directly with a cold word, "wouldn't it be better not to sympathize with them, not to support them, not to grieve here, and not to do something that they can do?"

Ouyang Zhan and Huafeng were shocked again.

They never thought that Murong Yu would say such a thing.

They always felt that he had only great views on war strategies.

Politics is a piece of white paper.

Now it seems that among the royal family, where can there be any real white paper?

Mo Xiyan gently shook his head. Murong Yu moved this here?

I can't stand it!

However, respecting the strong is indeed suitable for all societies.

This is true in today's world.

"What the LORD said is that it seems that there are some deficiencies in the views of Lord Hua and me. Only the Lord is the most authentic thing to see."

Ouyang Zhan said.

"I'm short-sighted." so is Hua Feng.

The two men took Murong Yu to discuss these problems.

The Murong imperial court did not disappoint them.

Every argument they made was refreshing to them. Until dinner, they still had more than enough meaning.

If Murong Yu didn't drive them away, they would still be here, pretending to be stupid.

"Yu, did you struggle from scratch as you said before?"

Mo Xiyan bit his chopsticks and stared at Murong Yu for a long time. Fang Kai hesitated and asked.

"Isn't everyone like this?" Murong picked his eyebrows, but some couldn't understand.

At the same time, she found that there was no food in her bowl, so she shook her head discontentedly, "why don't you eat more? These meals are still good."

"I'm not really like that." Mo Xiyan looked at him for a long time and said, "no matter which life, I'm very smooth and haven't suffered like that..."

"You were born to enjoy happiness. What's wrong? People are different from people." Murong Yu said naturally.

"But you..."

"My words are just those of fools. The existence of you and me is different from all sentient beings from the beginning. Qi is also a part of the strong."

He shook his head gently, interrupted her, and put a piece of meat in her bowl. "Eat it, look, you're worried about the little old lady."

"You're old." Mo Xi Yan bit the meat heavily and stared at him angrily, "how can you say that a woman is old, huh?"

"Yes, I'm old. I'm not older than you. Long live. Thanks to you, otherwise, where else would someone like me want it?"

Murong Yu followed her words and praised her again from the side.

Mo Xiyan was elated again, so that his whole person was trapped in a pleasant atmosphere and couldn't pull it out.

At the same time, it was very obvious that Murong Yuyu didn't want to let her pull it out.

Therefore, the two men spent an hour eating this sentence in an atmosphere full of pink bubbles.

When they asked people to come in and remove the dishes and chopsticks, Huafeng and ouyangzhan couldn't wait to come back again, but this time, they didn't want to talk about life.

It was a construction site where a dispute suddenly occurred. The two sides of the dispute heard that they were villagers of chrysanthemum village or a pair of brothers.

Now the two people are dead and injured, causing a very serious impact.

Of course, that's not the point.

After all, such problems are not difficult for Ouyang Zhan and Huafeng.

What bothers them most is that now there are people circulating in this refugee base.

It is said that Mo Xiyan, the seven princesses, was demonized and made a living by cannibalism. The villagers of chrysanthemum village were influenced by her demonic spirit, so they were fratricidal with each other.

"It's ridiculous and foolish." don't cherish Yan's speech, but smiled coldly, "go, I'll see what my charm is, and I'm said to be a demon?"

Then she hooked her fingers towards Murong Yu, turned and left with a smile on her mouth