"Your mother is in this yard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" One-armed pointed to the small courtyard in front of him, and whispered: "You will follow me quietly for a while, don't speak." ”

Ying Pori looked at an ordinary courtyard in the slum area in front of him, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and asked, "Can't you let my mother live in a better place with your ability?" ”

One-armed glanced back at Ying Pori, and said with a straight face: "Of course I can change your mother to a better place, but this is your mother's own meaning." ”

Suddenly, One-Armed sighed, shook his head and said, "Forget it, you better go in with me and have a look." ”

Ying Pori followed the one-armed into the small courtyard, and at a glance, the small courtyard was empty, and there was almost nothing.

There was a thoughtful look in Ying Pori's eyes, but he didn't speak, just followed the one-armed walk inside.

"Tuk. "Du" walked to the door with one arm and gently tapped the door twice.

"The door is unlocked, come in." A hesitant voice came from inside the room.

One-armed pushed open the door, tilted his head towards Win Pori, and walked in first.

Win Pori hesitated at the door, thought about it, and followed into the hut.

The furnishings in the room are simple, with only a bed and a table next to the bed.

There was a middle-aged woman sitting on the bed, and it could be seen from her face that she was supposed to be a beautiful embryo when she was young, and the woman was holding an embroidery in her hand, and it could be seen that the middle-aged woman should be embroidering something before she entered the house.

Hearing the sound of another person entering the house, the middle-aged woman frowned and asked nervously, "You brought someone here?" ”

One-armed smiled and said: "Isn't the rice at home almost empty, I've been busy for a while recently, and I may not be able to come here, today I met a vendor in the market, let him come and recognize the door, and let him put the rice at the door in the future, and you can go to the door yourself to get it if there is no rice." ”

The middle-aged woman's expression relaxed, turned her face to the door, and said with a smile: "In this way, I will bother this shopkeeper." ”

Ying Po Ri looked at it, and saw that although the eyes of the person in front of him were looking at him, but the eyes were basically white, and a thought flashed in his heart.

"It's an honor for the shop." Ying Pori pinched his throat and said.

"Okay, the door has been recognized, you can go back first." One-armed nodded lightly at Win Pori and said loudly. “

Ying Pori gently closed the door and stepped on the steps to make it look like he was leaving, but the person stood quietly at the door.

"Yi Ming, I've suffered you all these years." The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "But, you know, I can't give you anything, you should pursue your own life." “

"No!" One-armed said in a deep voice: "Miss, since I became your guard twenty years ago, I have always regarded you as the god in my heart!" I am willing to do anything for your sake, this is my own volition, don't persuade me in the future. “

The middle-aged woman sighed, unwilling to say any more, and changed the subject and asked, "Have you seen the breaking sun?" Is he doing well? “

A smile appeared on one-armed's face, and he said with a smile: "Win Bufan had an accident, and now he is the castle master of Decepticon Castle, I heard that he has been thinking about moving your grave to the Winner's ancestral grave." “

The middle-aged woman showed a nervous look and said eagerly: "Don't let him know my news, Yi Ming, don't go to see him in the future." Can't let him know I'm alive. “

One-armed smiled and said, "Miss, don't worry, I won't take the initiative to contact him, I know you just want him to live happily." “

"Hmm." The middle-aged woman nodded and said, "You have your own business, you can go first, it's good for me to be here alone, don't come here often." “

One-armed nodded, hesitated and said, "In that case, I'll go first." “

The middle-aged woman nodded, fumbled to pick up the embroidered handkerchief beside her, and continued to embroider.

He went out with one arm, closed the door gently, nodded to Ying Pori, and walked out of the courtyard gate alone.