Seeing that the sun has set in the west, there will be no food if I stay any longer. She patted her ass and climbed down the hill www.biquge.info then walked slowly back to the village, thinking that the Qinghui would make something delicious today.

At dinner time, every household lights up the smoke, and this time is also her happiest moment. She sang a song and walked back with brisk steps, and as soon as she walked in the door, she heard the inside house Qing and Zhu talking. Suddenly thinking that she had been wandering outside for a day, Qing confessed that she had not done any of the work, and she couldn't help but feel a little weak, so she hid at the door and listened to what they said.

Qingzheng knelt on the ground frying the medicine, looked at the medicine jar, and said, "There is no rice at home, and the money I brought when I came out is almost used up, so it is better to let her leave." ”

Or because she is under the fence, she is particularly sensitive to this kind of small talk, and immediately thinks that she is talking about her.

Zhu said: "No." She has been with us for a few years, how can she say that she will throw it away, and besides, she has nowhere to go. ”

"Let her go where she comes from and where she goes."

"Not good, not good." Zhu hurriedly waved his hand.

Qing smiled, "It's still a good heart, she doesn't know how to work, leaving her is just a waste of food, and she is calm when she removes it." ”

Zhu seemed to be sad, covering her face and crying, "Although I didn't give birth to her in October, I regarded her as a parent, how could I be so ruthless?" ”

When Sanchun heard this, he was so angry that he scolded in his heart, "I just gave birth to you in October, and you are my daughter." ”

After scolding, I couldn't help but feel a cramp in my heart, it turned out that in their eyes, she was just wasting food. Although this is true, it is one thing to think in my heart, and it is another thing to say it.

I don't know where a wave of anger came from, she rushed in and yelled at the two of them: "You don't need to drive me, I stand up to the sky in Sanchun, I am a heroine, and I will go ...... by myself." After saying that, he grabbed the door and walked out.

Zhu saw it, jumped out of bed and chased him out despite his illness, "Alas, you haven't eaten yet?" ”

In the blink of an eye, Sanchun ran away, and where did he call back.

Qing went out to support her and persuaded: "You don't have to be afraid, you won't die of hunger if you don't eat a meal, but you, take the medicine first." ”

Zhu sighed, "She must have misunderstood what she just said, I'm only worried that the night is cold and she has nowhere to live." ”

"Don't worry, I'll go find her and come back."

I want to be a heroine, right, I'll be honest after a few hungry meals.

……

Miharu ran all the way down, out of the village, and headed straight to the west. She didn't know where she got such good physical strength, and she didn't feel tired after running all night.

Qing said that she might do kung fu, and once saw her axe fly when she was chopping firewood, and almost hurt someone. At this time, although the kung fu is not necessarily good, the legs and feet are good. After walking all night, she finally couldn't walk at dawn, and was so tired that she fell crooked on a hillside, pillow on the green weeds, smelling the faint fragrance of grass, and fell asleep in a daze.

In her sleep, she seemed to see a person standing in front of her, holding a bowl of steaming rabbit meat, and gently asked her, "Are you hungry?" Want to eat some? ”

"Yes." She hurriedly took it, put it in her mouth and chewed it, and suddenly tasted a strange smell and woke up instantly. When I opened my eyes, I found that I was still lying on the grassy slope, and the corners of my mouth were only a few grassy wild vegetables.

I didn't eat dinner, my stomach was growling, and I had the heart to go back to the village, maybe Qing would keep her food at this time. But when I think of overhearing the words of Sister Qing Hezhu, my heart hurts faintly, in their hearts, she is just a dispensable person, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't go back to that home.

But even if they abandon her, they can't complain about others, they are just a small soldier of the Wei State, they don't even remember what their name is, they have raised themselves for two years in vain, and they have already done their best.

Sighing, he got up from the grassy slope to fend for himself and find something to eat.

As far as the eye can see, there is grass on the quiet grassy slope, and there seem to be most insects flying in the sky occasionally. She was wondering whether to catch a few bugs and burn them, when she suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves in front of her. She jumped to her feet and saw that it was actually a carriage.

In the two years in the village, I have only seen a passing nobleman ride an ox cart, but I have not seen anyone who can ride a horse-drawn cart, is this the legend - the nobleman of the nobles?

She was curious, so she found a place to hide, and looked at what this noble person was doing in this wilderness.

The carriage came to a halt at a small mound of earth, or it was not a mound of earth, and in front of it stood a stele made of wooden planks, on which were speckled with a few words written, and the handwriting was blurred by the wind and rain, and it was impossible to see what was written. But looking at this bulging shape, it should be a tomb.

The thought that she seemed to have crawled over that mound of dirt last night made me break out in a cold sweat. Would the owner of this tomb blame her for being offended and coming into her dreams at night?

The horse, drawn by two horses, came from a distance, and blocked the road that was not wide. Its decoration is extremely ornate, the roof has tassels hanging down, the curtains are woven from bamboo, and I don't know what is used to dye a pattern full of spring gardens, even the ignorant can see that it is extremely expensive.

On the left and right sides of the carriage were four strong men, all dressed in strong suits, wearing bronze swords at their waists, and carrying a leather shield behind each of them, looking a bit like turtle shells. However, that majestic and majestic demeanor is by no means what a turtle can have.

During this period, the "sword" was a status symbol, and those who could carry the sword had some status.

What Qing Youyou wanted to do most in his lifetime was a warrior, he once said that a "warrior" is a noble person, so now, what is the noble identity of a person who can carry so many warriors? But it's a pity that this kind of score is placed in this wilderness, it can really be described as a brocade night walk, and some people put it and no one appreciates it.

Miharu wiped his nose and waited to see what kind of person got out of the car?

One hand lifted the bamboo curtain, and a man in brocade walked from behind the curtain. He was wearing a piping robe embroidered with a golden unicorn, his face was like a beautiful jade, his pink lips were full of spring, and his peach blossom eyes were like thousands of peach blossoms in full bloom.

From a distance, it seems that he is only in his twenties, which is the best season for the peach blossoms to bloom, and it is estimated that there will be some time before he leaves the defeat. Of course, the possibility of being defeated by the next hail is not ruled out.

His hair is not combed into a bun like today's men, and his long black hair is shawl, tied only with a golden belt, which looks free and uninhibited, and the luxury reveals a bit of manly sexiness, which is really a superb stunner in the world.

Huache with beautiful men, dazzling the eyes of mortals!

Sanchun's eyes were full of stars, and she almost wanted to faint, she finally saw a man who looked better than Qing, and I am afraid that if he looks at the Seven Kingdoms, I am afraid that few can compare. This is simply the sweetheart that thousands of women dream of, but it's a pity that the appearance is the most unreliable kind at a glance.

What's even more regrettable is that he looks so good, but his brain is not very good.

He stood still facing the grave, his hand caressing the plank in front of the tomb as if caressing his lover's cheek, with a gentle expression. It was hard to imagine that such an aristocratic young man as he would face a wooden plank...... Well, the spring.