Chapter 217: Remembering That Silly Girl (11)
Song Xiao knelt in front of Grandpa Song's bed, her shoulders trembling, crying sadly.
Han Ya rubbed the hilt of the knife, walked over, and squatted beside her, "Miss Song, I will leave tomorrow, and I will entrust you to the Lizheng family." β
Song Xiao cried for a while.
Han Yao frowned and took out a purse from his pocket, which contained golden beans.
Han Ya put the purse in front of Song Xiao and wanted to get up and leave.
"Wait. Song Xiao, who was crying, said hoarsely, raised his head, Song Xiao took a deep breath, picked up the purse and handed it to Han Ya, and looked at him calmly, "I can't ask for your things." β
Song Xiao said again, "Thank you." β
Today, Han Yao was busy going in and out, if it weren't for him, his grandfather's funeral would not have been decent.
Someone outside was talking, as if they were discussing how to hold a funeral for Grandpa Song.
"You don't want to stay at the Lizheng family?" Han Ya asked.
Song Xiao nodded, "Well, I don't want to." β
Han Ya glanced at her in some surprise, just met Song Xiao's moist gaze, the two looked at each other for a moment, and then separated, "It's difficult to live alone." β
Han Yao said.
Lengthy loneliness is not something that everyone can endure.
The little girl is still young and doesn't understand these things, like him, she wandered outside for so long, and finally she was unwilling to be lonely and joined the army.
Lu Xiaohai was outside the door, he was very smart, so he stayed outside, and the words inside could be heard occasionally, but he couldn't hear them clearly, but it was enough.
That powerful general really wanted to entrust Song Xiao to his family!
Lu Xiaohai thought about the saber in Han Ya's hand, his eyes lit up terrifyingly, he was very excited, and he couldn't help but reach out and grab the door frame.
Nails scrape a thin sound on the door frame.
Han Ya's ears moved.
Lowering his eyes, seeing the shadow of Lu Xiaohai on the ground, Han Ya raised his eyebrows.
"Li Zheng and Lu Xiaohai, duty, kindness, and generosity...... You go to his house and don't have to worry about being bulliedβ"
Han Ya said a word, Song Xiao shook her head, the more Han Ya said, the more strange her expression became, and later, she actually showed a little paranoia.
Han Ya didn't notice Song Xiao's appearance, he looked at his saber carefully and intently.
"I will give the Lizheng family a reward for their maintenance of you, including this saber ......"
"I will give this saber to Lu Xiaohai as your dowry...... You and Lu Xiaohai are married,"
ββ¦β¦ In a few years, you will marry Lu Xiaohai, and slowly, life will come out,"
"Miss Song, do you know," Han Ya turned his gaze to look at Song Xiao, "Life is passed, it is useless to dwell on the past and indulge in the past-"
"I don't listen!" Han Ya paid attention to Song Xiao's expression and cried fiercely, Song Xiao's eyes and nose were red, and his face was slightly distorted.
Especially the eyes, with a hideous look, "I don't want to marry him!"
Song Xiao glared at Han Ya angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't need you to use your own sword as a dowry for me!"
Isn't it written in the playbook?
The swordsman takes the sword as his life!
How could she get Han Crow to give her a sword to help?!
Besides, Han Ya thought it through, but he didn't know that the hearts of the world are fickle, and the Lu family's father and son do look good now, but that's just because Han Ya is strong enough!
She has been in the village for more than a year or two, and Lu Xiaohai's father has been doing it for more than a day or two.
The rumors in the village, she didn't believe that he didn't know, but even when he was clear, he didn't stop for a day.
The most disappointing thing for her was that she once begged Li Zheng and gave a lot of silver, wanting to ask Li Zheng to help ask the doctor.
Several times, my grandfather was so sick that he was dying, and he didn't see the Lizheng family stretching out a hand.
As soon as Han Ya left, she had no power to suppress, she was an orphan girl, and she was his daughter-in-law, and she was isolated and helpless, and she didn't know what kind of torture she would receive.
Song Xiao quickly reached out and grabbed Han Ya's hand, and without saying a word, tears fell 'whoosh'.
There was a young man's quarrel in the courtyard, and Lu Xiaohai, who was on the door frame, didn't hear Song Xiao's affirmative answer for a long time, and a touch of impatience flashed between his eyebrows.
He didn't expect that Song Xiao, who looked neat and sassy, was also such a mother-in-law, and the enthusiasm in his heart was less, and when he glanced at the sword in Han Ya's hand, Lu Xiaohai clenched his fists, and his eyes flashed with a light that was bound to win.
Lu Xiaohai turned to the courtyard and scolded several teenagers who were scuffling together, the scolding didn't work, Lu Xiaohai rushed over like a calf.
Hearing the footsteps of him leaving, Song Xiao pursed his lips, "Brother Han, I don't want to marry Lu Xiaohai,"
looked at the thatched roof, and then looked at Grandpa Song lying on the bed, Song Xiao choked up, "I don't want to stay in Sanlitun, Brother Han, you don't have to worry about me, you can leave tomorrow,"
In the courtyard, Lu Xiaohai beat people heartily.
The thin body was beaten by him and screamed, sometimes mixed with the screams of the women.
Song Xiao was solemn and took the bow hanging on the wall, Song Xiao returned to Han Ya and stood still, "I will protect myself!"
Song Xiao looked out the door fixedly.
Han Ya turned around and looked, and saw the teenagers who were still scuffling just now, some hiding in the corner, some pulling slippers, crying while running out.
Lu Xiaohai's child is good at everything, but he is too good and stronger, the teenagers were all beaten away by him, and he still grabbed a strong woman.
Speak of righteousness and do not hold grudges.
Such a person is excellent as a brother and an apprentice.
But when a husband ......
Han Ya was silent.
Song Xiao saw that Han Ya did not speak out against it, his heart was relieved, his hands that were tightly grasping the bent bow were released, he grabbed Han Ya's arm, and pulled down his palm, Song Xiao looked at him with bright eyes, "Brother Han, don't worry, I can protect myself." β
Han Ya sighed in his heart, reached out and rubbed the top of Song Xiao's hair, sideways to block him from the dazzling sunlight that came in.
As he said, life is lived by oneself.
Some people are born with a golden key, a good hand in hand, and end up playing a mess.
Some people are born poor, holding a bad hand, but in the end they win brilliantly.
Song Xiao's eyes looked at him more and more brightly.
Why are you looking at me like this, Han Ya opened his eyes slightly.
Tomorrow, he will definitely leave, no matter how properly he arranges it, if Song Xiao can't figure it out by himself, in the end, the good cards will be broken, if Song Xiao can figure it out by himself, the bad cards can also be played well.
Han Yao went out to help, contributed money and efforts, and after a while, a shed and a stove were set up in the yard, and the villagers went home and borrowed a basket of dishes and chopsticks.
Soon the rest of the village heard the news and came over one after another to help.
At noon, Li Zheng took the Taoist priest into the courtyard, and the villagers temporarily built a thatched hut and invited the Taoist priest to come into the house to recite the scriptures.
Grandpa Song finished pretending, and Song Xiao knelt in front of the coffin in silence and burned paper.
Everyone who helped went in and out, and the doctor he invited before was also among them, Han Ya took the time to put on two sticks of incense, came to Song Xiao's side, looked at the doctor who was talking to others and said, "If you have a headache and brain fever in the future, you can go to him,"
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