Xiaonianjun is obedient, and Su Kui finishes, so he cleans up the table obediently and puts his pen and paper aside.

All these things were left by Yan Liang before he left.

Good to the children, sukui did not refuse.

Just as the mother and son were about to start, the door outside the yard was knocked without any sign.

"Bang Bang --"

"Mojia sister, are you there?"

It's uncle Liu next door. Su Kui went to open the door and saw a flustered face.

"Sister mu, a group of strangers came to the village just now. A group of big men rode on the horse and looked at the fierce people. Those people come in and don't play. They seem to be looking for something. Didn't you ask me about it before? I saw you at the head of the village, and I ran to help you even though I didn't care about my work. "

"You see, are you looking for him from the people over there?"

At the beginning of the Mu family's tragedy, the village has been talking about it so far. In particular, Muqu's unmarried birth has also dragged down her sister's business.

All people think that the father of Mu Nianjun is the former apprentice. The hands are stained with human life. It's not a good person to listen to it. The villagers in the village are simple and honest. Although they sometimes gossip, their hearts are not bad.

As soon as Su Kui heard this, he was clear in his heart and said thanks with a smile: "thank you, uncle Liu. It's really troublesome for you. I know this. Thank you for coming here specially. If you really want to find Xiao Nianjun, I don't mean to find a way to avoid it. "

Who knows whether this is a blessing or a curse?

Uncle Liu thought so too. He left his work in the field and hurried back to pick it up.

As soon as he left, sukui couldn't help eating.

As soon as she was cold, she strode back to the house, opened the bed board, and pulled out a huge package from under the bed. In addition to clothes, there were all the silver she had saved in the past year.

"Nianjun, listen to me. Now go with your mother. No matter where I go, my mother won't let you talk, and I won't make any noise, you know? "

Then she quickly ran into the kitchen. She would make many steamed bread every time, just in case of emergency. Take a clean package into a dozen, pull Mu Nianjun, all the way up the mountain from the back door.

It's noon, and many people have gone back to eat. It's hot, and there are many mosquitoes in the forest, so they can't enjoy the cool.

No one can see it. It's great.

Mu Nianjun is really very good. He has no questions about why his mother suddenly wants to do this. He only purses his mouth and follows Su Kui step by step.

Step by step, even if the road up the mountain is no longer difficult, Su Kui will not be asked to carry him.

-It's true that Su Kui prepared earlier. She asked Uncle Liu, who often worked in the village, long ago. If he saw someone suspicious in the village, he must tell her in advance.

After all, those who came to rob and admire the monarch were not good at stubble.

Today's sunflower, with those people face-to-face, is tantamount to hitting the stone with an egg.

Soon after she went up the mountain, the small yard of Mu's family was violently pushed away.

A woman dressed up with a whip on her waist, the rest of the people have advanced to search, the woman looked at the table in the hospital is still slowly sending out the hot food, squinting his eyes.

"Madam, there is no one in the room!"

"We have looked around carefully. There is no place for Tibetans."

The strong men sweated on their foreheads and punched respectfully at women.