It is enough for him to taste this kind of miserable life of starvation and life like mud.
As for future generations, no matter what.
The girl smiled shyly, with a hint of longing: "You said this, don't go back on your word."
At that time, she thought that she had finally found someone in her life who could shelter her from the wind and rain, but she never expected that all the storms in the second half of her life would be brought to her by this man.
After eating, Zhuang Xiaoyu left.
As the sun was setting, Qin Wuyan sat on a wooden post, picked acacia locusts, used the bamboo basin to catch the mountain spring water flowing down from the bamboo tube, and washed the changed clothes.
After wearing it for two months, despite being careful, the cuffs of the clothes were slightly worn, not to mention, satin clothes were more delicate than linen clothes.
He carefully cleaned the dirt on it, but he heard the sound of horseshoes in his ears.
Qin Wuyan stood up and looked into the distance, and saw several dandies riding horses, brandishing long whips and bows and arrows, driving a group of shabby young people, some of them were even half-grown children.
"Hurry up, useless thing." The man on the horse lashed the stumbled child with a long whip, "You run so slowly, how can I shoot arrows and beat you as a prey? It's so boring! , to spoil Lao Tzu's happiness."
As he said that, he whipped another long whip at the child rolling on the ground.
Qin Wuyan's eyes fell on the two horses in front, staring at the two people on the horses, the clothes in his hands were twisted and deformed.
These two beasts tortured his brother and younger brother who depended on each other to death, and they still played this kind of game of reckless human life.
Qin Wuyan threw the clothes in his hand back into the bamboo basin, and grabbed the wooden stick on the ground.
Coincidentally, several people on horseback also looked towards this side.
Zhuang Mingyan reined in the reins, turned his horse's head, and immediately rushed towards the cabin.
When they got to the front, they saw a slender and handsome young man, and their eyes lit up, "Didn't Brother Mingyan and Brother Minghao build this wooden house for the eldest lady? How could anyone dare to live in it blatantly?" inside?"
Qin Wuyan clenched the wooden stick in his hand, and was about to rush over to fight these people and avenge his relatives, but before he could move, he heard this sentence, and was stunned.
The other person also laughed loudly, "Brother Mingyan, look at the clothes he is wearing, why is it so similar to the one you don't want?"
As soon as the words fell, the young masters all looked in Qin Wuyan's direction, sized him up and down, their eyes were full of sarcasm, and their words were full of sarcasm: "It's not like, it's the one of yours, this embroidered The work was embroidered by the old embroiderer herself, and this is the only one."
"This man stole things and even stole them to your priest's mansion. He is really kind."
"Not only lived in your wooden house, but also stole your clothes to wear. What is hanging on the bamboo pole?"
"It's a handkerchief." Someone simply got off the horse, strode to the bamboo pole where the handkerchiefs were drying, tore off the handkerchief on it, and saw the embroidered Yuzi on the handkerchief, as if they had discovered a new world. Get up: "This handkerchief belongs to your sister, and it fell to this kid..."
Zhuang Mingyan took the handkerchief and saw that it really belonged to Zhuang Xiaoyu, and immediately became angry, "You dare to touch my sister's things, I will kill you today."
Zhuang Mingyan said, sitting on the horseback, grabbed the long whip, and whipped it towards Qin Wuyan's body.