Chapter 55: The Old Man

Yan Xinghui felt the little resentment coming from behind him, he turned his head in a panic to look at Duanyue with a black face, and asked in a flattering tone. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info "Hold on for a while, and then you will go to Chenzhou." ”

Duanyue glared at Yan Xing back, and her tone was very unkind. She angrily crossed Yan Xinghui and walked straight forward, without giving him any face. Yan Xinghui had no choice but to hurriedly catch up, he knew that Duanyue was angry, so he didn't dare to speak more, just walked quietly side by side with her, without saying a word.

"These bandits, I'll let my brother kill them all as soon as I go back!" She said angrily, the anger in her eyes that burned everything in front of her. Seeing Duanyue clenching his white and tender little fists, Yan Xinghui mocked out of place.

"Isn't it because you ran away from home that you met a bandit? Now I understand the benefits of my family! ”

"Shut up!" Duanyue rolled her eyes at him, clenched her fists and turned her face to the other side. "It's not your fault, but we're penniless now, and we don't know where we've been left behind!"

Yan Xinghui only felt that he was wronged and wronged in his heart, and he had already seen that there was something wrong with the old man, and he also persuaded you not to get in the car, but you just didn't listen, and now that something happened, he blamed himself, which made Yan Xinghui feel really wronged. But grievances are grievances, and he can only hold this breath in his heart and dare not speak, for fear that Duanyue will be annoyed again, and it will be even more difficult to clean up.

Duanyue shuffled, kicking the cobblestones on the ground. She raised her eyelids to look at the unfamiliar road in front of her, and suddenly wondered, "Huh?" "Yes. She ran a few paces quickly, came to a barren field, looked at it carefully, and suddenly jumped up happily.

"It's almost time to get to Momiji Village!" Although this piece of barren land can no longer be seen in its original appearance, Duanyue still feels some familiar atmosphere here. If it weren't for the bellflower protruding from the ground with his foot on it, Duanyue really wouldn't have seen that this was the original cornfield.

She happily rushed to the field, happily spinning in circles, as if she were home. Yan Xinghui took in her cheerful appearance and walked to Duanyue's side, revealing a relaxed expression. Although those robbers had bad hearts, they were still thieves and had a way, and they didn't show the two of them a wrong way.

Duanyue pointed out a small path in the distance to Yan Xing as if he was showing, and he jumped up and down excitedly. "This way, this way! If you walk along the road, you will reach Momiji Village! After saying that, she happily ran to that road, and Yan Xinghui had no choice but to follow behind.

She ran out of breath, and rushed to the gate of the village in one breath, looking at the renovated Momiji Village breathlessly.

Four years ago, it was a dilapidated house and a muddy road, but now I see that the holes and cracks in the walls have been patched, the tiles are black and oily, and there are no weeds, and the mud that would have accumulated a small pond with a little rain has been smoothed out a lot. If it weren't for the fact that the pattern was the same as back then, Duanyue really had to wonder if she was in the wrong place.

She walked to Qichun's residence by heart, so many years have passed, but she still remembers all the forks and paths in Hongye Village.

Qichun's house is so dilapidated that it can't be seen in its original appearance, and the wall just looks fine from the outside, but the inside has long been decayed and collapsed. The various plants and flowers that were originally planted in the yard have not been pruned and cared for for a long time, and a large piece of it has died, and a large piece of black and shady one has fallen weakly in the flower bed. The plants that survived were all leaning against the wall in a disorderly manner, densely white and gray that could not see through the skin of the wall.

Duanyue gently pushed open the hidden door, and the door squeaked open, dropping heavy visible dust, choking her with her eyes closed and coughing. Yan Xinghui followed her into the courtyard, and everywhere she could see was a tattered and tattered object, and the door of the inner room was gone, and a thick layer of fallen leaves was involved, rotting and emitting a foul smell.

He frowned and hurriedly walked out of the back room, he really couldn't stand the filthy smell inside, and immediately took a big breath of the fresh air outside. He looked at Duanyue in surprise, hesitated for a moment and asked. "You and Master Hou have ever lived here?"

Duanyue immediately knew what he was thinking, and immediately retorted. "It wasn't in tatters before, it's just in disrepair!"

No wonder. Yan Xinghui muttered to himself in his heart. I thought you two were living in a place like this that was worse than a beggar's den, and that was miserable. He walked casually up and down the yard to see what was left here. However, nothing of value was found.

"Who are you two!?" Yan Xinghui pinched the dustpan on the water tank, and his hand shook when he was frightened by this sudden voice, and the bamboo dustpan was thrown to the ground with a "clang". He and Duanyue went to find prestige together, and a round woman glared angrily at the two of them outside the half-human-high wall.

"Who let you walk in casually!" The woman walked in through the gate menacingly, looking the two of them up and down very vigilantly, with a fierce look in her eyes.

For some reason, Duanyue felt that this woman was a little familiar. She bet the woman had seen it before, but she had forgotten it. Duanyue said tentatively and softly. "Wan Tao?" Unexpectedly, the woman looked suspicious and stared at Duanyue suspiciously. It seems that the bet was right.

Duanyue took a few steps forward and smiled gently at Wan Tao, who had already looked different from back then, so that Wan Tao could eliminate some vigilance. She stared at Wan Tao's yellowed eyes and pointed at herself. "Sister Wantao, I'm Xiaoyue."

"Satsuki? You are...... Moon? Wan Tao was stunned in place, she looked at Duanyue's face carefully, but it was quite similar to the little girl four years ago, but the eighteenth change of the female college still made her hesitate for a second or two. Wan Tao blinked, and finally let down the vigilance in her eyes.

She walked over to Duanyue and watched her grow a lot taller, as tall as herself. Wan Tao subconsciously looked around, but she couldn't see the figure of the goose, I don't know whether she was helpless or happy. She looked at Duanyue's eyes a little dodgy, Wan Tao pinched the hem of her shabby skirt, and a bitter smile appeared on her face.

"I didn't expect you to be so old, Xiaoyue." Wan Tao said casually, her eyes never dared to fall on Duanyue, and she just quietly stared at her shoes.

Duanyue stepped forward, took Wan Tao's hand, and asked anxiously. "Sister Wantao, do you know where Qichun went?"

"Tsunaha?" Wan Tao muttered a repeat, and she shook her head without thinking. "I haven't seen her since two years ago, otherwise how could this house be dilapidated."

Although Duanyue had known this answer for a long time, she still didn't want to believe it. Her tone accentuated a few more points. "If you think about it carefully, I really want to see Sister Qichun."

However, Wan Tao still shook her head, and she looked up at Duanyue apologetically. "There's really nothing I can do, I can't do it...... Why don't you go to the town to find Master Li. She bit her lower lip tightly, and she didn't see the delicate girl model at that time, but a little more mature charm.

"Since you and ...... After leaving with Brother Shen, Li Fu no longer dared to bully us at will, and he would send some things during the New Year's holidays. I saw that he was always running to Qichun, so I guessed that maybe he would know something. ”

After Wan Tao pointed in a direction, Duanyue couldn't wait to pull Yan Xing back and run back. Wan Tao looked at her departing back, and lost her soul for a moment. I think of four years ago, I was as high-spirited as her, cardamom was in her prime, and I liked to wear beautiful dresses and delicate flowers. But now, the years have cruelly taken away her face, and ruthlessly left one scar after another.

She dusted off her dusty clothes, tucked the strands of hair that had fallen from her forehead behind her ears, and picked up a finger-long dead branch from the ground and inserted it into her bun. Even if it is a wooden hairpin, but at this moment, it is like a golden hairpin and hosta, shining brightly.