"Tao Tao is right, no one can believe it, let's wait and see what happens, don't mix it too much. The old lady kneaded the matter apart and analyzed it in pieces, and then went back to the room to rest.

"It's a good day, but it's just a toss. Yang Yuanqiao muttered and went back to the kitchen to clean up.

Only the two sisters of Yang Danxi and Carambola Creek were left in the hall.

"Sister, don't worry, I will definitely find my mother. Carambola Creek lowered her head and drank, hiding the sourness in her eyes, and said in a firm tone.

She didn't tell them, dumb ruined her face and ruined her voice, and only said how they met in Wuyuan.

When my mother left, my mother was older and could already remember, and her feelings for my mother were deeper than any of them.

She was afraid that her sister would not be able to stand it if she knew this.

"Hmm. Yang Danxi also calmed down at this time, and nodded heavily, "Let's work together." ”

"Good. Carambola Xi raised her head at this time, and when she saw Yang Danxi's eyes red and pinching her handkerchief, she hurriedly lowered her head again.

The words are over, and if I continue to speak, my sister will cry.

Yang Danxi silently rubbed the embroidered picture, and accompanied him to Carambola Creek to finish eating, then put away the handkerchief and hurriedly went to bring hot water to his sister: "Taotao, can you give me this handkerchief?"

"Okay. Carambola Creek agreed without hesitation.

The picture was already in my mind, and it didn't matter if the handkerchief was in my hand or not.

Yang Danxi happily went upstairs.

Carambola Creek washed, the outside door had been locked by Yang Yuanqiao, she thought about it, went to the old lady's house, and combed the three of them with star power, and then took the satchel that was still in the hall and returned to the room.

After bolting the door, she went to the 33rd floor, called up a drawing file, and added today's events.

On the staggered and complex character relationship map, there are more names of Bai Qingqing, Lian Qiaohong, and Ah Qi.

There are already a lot of names on this picture.

There are the names of important people in the Tiger Master Group in the previous life, as well as the names of the people they have met in this life, and those that have appeared, those that have not appeared, and those that have been resolved, are all marked with different colors.

"Bai Qingqing, Lian Qiaohong......" Carambola Creek stared at the picture for a while, drew a picture on the names of the two people, and closed the file.

All the events of the two lives, like this picture, are intertwined into a fog, surrounding her......

Forget it, I can't think through it, I don't want to, it's important to make money.

Carambola Creek took out all the things in the satchel, processed them one by one, and repaired them one by one.

As the night passed, the eighth star was half full, and the exhaustion was swept away.

Now moisturized by Xinghui, except for her whiter and smoother skin and clearer and brighter eyes, she has no side effects.

Taimen woke up again in the early morning sun.

The women lit a cooking cigarette and prepared breakfast for the family and food for the family's livestock and poultry.

The men swept the courtyard with brooms and chatted with each other.

The rooster and dog bark accompanied by the chirping of pigs, staggered a peaceful and warm scene.

Carambola Creek changed her clothes and went downstairs in good spirits.

Yang Yuanqiao feeds chickens, ducks, pigs and rabbits in the backyard.

Yang Danxi prepares breakfast in the kitchen.

Carambola Xi gently pushed open the door of the old lady's house, and seeing that the two elders did not move, she closed the door lightly and took a broom to sweep the floor.

At this time, the village chief Bo hurriedly entered the gate with his hands behind his back and frowned.

"Uncle the village chief. Carambola Creek greeted her, "I have something I want to discuss with you." ”

"Huh?" The village chief Bo stopped, raised his head and looked at Carambola Creek, his eyes were still anxious, and after a pause, he came back to his senses and said, "Taotao, let's talk about something another day, ...... today"

"Uncle Village Chief, what's wrong?" said Carambola Creek, looking at the village chief, and asked suspiciously.

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