The deserted Gobi Desert is vast with yellow sand, and if there is no familiar guide to guide the way, it is impossible to distinguish the direction of travel.

The steaming heat on the surface of the sandbar was sandwiched with the broken thoughts of his aunt Jiang's cautious instructions, which couldn't help but make Man Yun get closer to the destination, the more tense his body became, and the palms holding the reins sweated unconfidently.

Man Yun peeked at Xiao Hong. I saw that he was very happy on the horse, and he had just learned a few words of nonsense from Du Huan upside down, and he was straight to his cousin's evaluation.

"Wulianghai!" The horses at the front stopped on the sand and stood silently waiting for the rear team to follow.

Zhou Manyun urged the horse a few steps, and rushed forward with a little excitement. Then, she was immediately disappointed.

Vast expanses of deep verdant are frozen in the distance, and the grass that emerges under the dunes is dyed with green and yellow elephants, which are gnawing on the moss of the sand.

"Going back one or two hundred years, the desert we walked through in the past two days is also a good pasture. However, the wars between Hu and Han at the border pass were frequent, and when the Han people won, they pioneered and farmed the land, and when the Hu people won, they reused the cultivated land as pasture. Burning each other around, the buffer zone sandwiched in between will inevitably be bald. Xiao Hong leaned against his wife and explained in a deep voice.

The voice of the young couple talking was not too loud, but it still made Da Rizhuo, who was standing on the side, turn his head slightly and look over, looking at it.

Ten years ago, they reluctantly left Yanzhou and got out of the jurisdiction of the Chen Dynasty, which did not mean that they wanderers knew nothing about the Central Plains. Xiao Rui, the Duke of Jingguo, entered King Jing and re-established a little emperor in Luojing, which had been sent to Saiwai through channels earlier.

Who would believe that Jing Guogong's sister-in-law just brought his wife to visit his grandmother, Mrs. Mo Zhi, and had no other purpose?

Lady Mo Zhi is already seventy years old, and the remnants of the Du clan led by her to gather outside the border of Yanzhou are now struggling with what to do in the future. There are some people who want to be free to be outsiders, and want to condense everyone into a new grassland tribe, so they simply ignore the Chen Dynasty or the Han Kingdom, and go up from the river to the north to establish a foothold in the country. But more people. But he wants to go back to Yanzhou, and Darizhuo is also one of them.

However, according to his father's and grandparents' own experience, Yanzhou, which has been managed by Jingguo for several generations, is a little too strict. The name of the iron-blooded and ruthless Jing Guogong can stop children's night cries on the grassland.

Sensing that there was a gaze on his face, Xiao Hong looked away and smiled widely. As expected, the middle-aged uncle who had been secretly observing them just now snorted coldly again, and drove his horse awkwardly to the front.

Horses' hooves clattered and churned. The mottled turf gradually became a whole piece, boundless. The fresh and tender herbs gradually lost their hooves, revealing a refreshing fragrance in every blow of the shoe. The horses were more discerning than their masters, and they did not need to raise their whips, but they raced with each other in the direction they were led indeed, as if they were tireless.

Gradually, the breeze with the water vapor of Daze came to the face, and layers of green waves rose on the vast grassland. White peony nasturtium, blue pigeon red orchid. Wildflowers of all colors are clustered in clusters, smiling heartily in the sun, and sweeping in with irresistible enthusiasm.

An arc of blue finally appeared in front of you, quiet and far-reaching, connecting with the sky.

On the shore of the clear lake, there is a wide and white round tent towering, and the colorful silk raised on the top of the tent drags the long tail to flutter in the wind, and the big tent dedicated to sacrifice is around. A group of small tents used for dwelling are closely guarded by the side like a star arch, and they will not be abandoned.

There seemed to be a serene and solemn gaze in the air. Man Yun followed everyone and turned over and dismounted, his steps were a little hesitant in fear, and his hand holding a large handful of wildflowers couldn't help but tremble a little.

Do you go directly to the sacrificial tent to offer flowers and salutes, or do you wait outside the camp and wait for the offerings inside to come out and perform the dust ceremony? Whether it was the exchange with Xiao Hong on paper or the experience of the Jiang family, it was a rotten porridge in Man Yun's head at this time. I can't tell the priority at all.

Anxiously moving step after step, Zhou Manyun suddenly heard a cordial call from outside the camp fence that was getting closer and closer, "Sister Yun, you're back!" ”

While calling each other, the old woman with her arms outstretched stood alone beside the wooden fence of the camp gate with the fragrance of new wood. The brown robe of the left side of the collar is tied with a wide brocade band. The silver hair was fastened with a high poppy crown, but the expression on his face with a few faint wrinkles was peaceful, as if a precious agate turquoise and the dense account behind him did not exist at all.

"Grandma!" , Without waiting for anyone to remind him, Man Yun had already pounced directly like a returning milk swallow.

Mrs. Mo Zhi, who hugged her granddaughter with a full arms, gently stroked Man Yun, who was sobbing in a low voice, and smiled happily: "Sister Yun, it's good to come back!" ”。 She briskly reached out directly to wipe the tears on her granddaughter's cheeks, and intimately took Man Yun's hand and led her to the camp, like an old woman who waited for her younger generations to return from grazing every day.

After a long absence, the young will always be sad, but the old will enjoy it calmly. Whether it is a reunion after a long absence or a daily meeting, it is one less time to see each other, and the evening sun in the world does not like to be covered by the dark clouds of sadness, even if there is still pain and suffering as long as you live......

The sky is high and the land is wide, and the wilderness is vast. There is no need to wield a hoe and hold a shovel, the grassland is your own back garden, and you don't need to borrow the scenery by drawing water, and you can always go to the water to enjoy the Wuliang Sea. The living space has become larger, and it is as if people's hearts have suddenly become larger.

Even after only living in front of his grandmother, Mrs. Mo Zhi, for less than three or four days, Man Yun looked at himself in the mirror and felt that his face had suddenly grown plump.

The turquoise Ele was tied to her forehead, and the woman who was combing her hair looked in the mirror, and then took out a string of long gilt inlaid earrings from the makeup box, and before she could hang them, another woman squeezed them open, and a box of shiny cheek ornaments lay quietly on the blue velvet.

A whispered argument rang out behind Man Yun, at first in Chinese to take care of her, but as the dispute was unresolved, the gradually faster pace of speech began to be mixed with a lot of nonsense that she didn't understand.

It's all good intentions! Man Yun could only purse his lips and laugh and listen, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he looked more and more like a cute snow doll. Every day, aunts and uncles who come to show their closeness will dig out their family backgrounds, and dress her up the way they like, and they will never get tired of it.

If you try a complete set of Xi wedding canonical decorations according to their suggestions today, and put on at least ten catties of burden, it is estimated that you will be so tired that you stick out your tongue like a puppy after walking around. About Bian Meng guessed the theme that several elders were going to play, Zhou Manyun secretly complained in his heart. began to envy Xiao Hong, who seemed to be living more freely than himself for a few days.

When he was a teenager, because the Xiao family wanted to understand the traditions of the enemy, he had learned a little bit of Hu language of various ethnic groups, although it was only used for fighting more. And after the evil remedies on the road, he has been able to mingle with everyone without disobedience.

The real "beating" into a piece! The few words that are skillfully spoken are enough.

It's as if a man's friendship comes more from the fist. In a few days of heads-up, formation, and wheel battles, the young men who did it inevitably added some bruises and purple scars. Zhou Manyun, who was watching the battle, was both enjoyable and heart-wrenching.

It's just that it's always a good thing that he can get the approval of his uncle's family because of this. And it seems that grandma also likes him? For two days in a row, only he had more time to talk to each other, more than his own granddaughter?

Secretly thinking about the possible conversation between Xiao Hong and his grandmother, Zhou Manyun's eyebrows involuntarily frowned slightly.

"Sister Yun, just bear with it! They just let you try on your makeup in this tent, and when you're satisfied, they'll change to a light place to go out and play. Zhou Manhua, who has no right to speak at all, took a cold snort, and took advantage of people's inattention to lie in Manyun's ear.

Zhou Manyun smiled gratefully. He shook his cousin's hands.

Manhua's hand is still the slender skeleton of Jiangnan's daughter, but it has been round in eleven or twelve years, and the round pit of the knuckles swaggers to show her early wide heart. Manhua, who raised a pair of sons, is now holding her belly again, proudly wide-hearted and fat.

Manhua still remembers the old things of Fengjin, but he has no hatred or annoyance. So I also touched my stomach and sighed softly in front of Man Yun, if I have a chance in my lifetime. I still want to meet her own mother who gave her death back then. Punishment for revenge? Exhausting hatred, for a mother. Too extravagant. With that idle time, Manhua felt that it was better to drive the two boys to pick up more cow dung.

That's not bad either! Maybe only a real mother can have such a state of mind.

There was a hint of envy in Man Yun's eyes, and he obediently turned around according to the instructions of the people around him, and then smiled at another old man who suddenly jumped into his eyes.

If it is expected to meet Zhou Manhua in Wulianghai, then Jiang Juying is seen here. But it was a big surprise. When her uncle Liang Jiang took her to confess her relatives for the first time, Man Yun grabbed Jiang Juying's hand and burst into tears, unable to stop grief.

Jiang Juying is the cousin of the eldest uncle, but she is Du Xuanfeng's wife. Ju Ying, who was originally dumb, was seriously injured on the way to escape from Yanzhou City in the second year of Taiye. The slashed face has a deep scar from the corner of the left eye to the right corner of the mouth.

Others thought that Manyun's tears were all pity for Juying's misfortune. But most of her tears were for the guilt of her previous life.

In her previous life, the dumb woman who accompanied her to give birth in Meiwu, helped her take the child, and followed them to the city of vain death on the same day was Ju Ying.

The more he recognises the things in his previous life in this life, the more he understands Zhou Manyun's confusion in his previous life. I don't know how that Xiao Hong found Jiang Juying, who was alone, and how he sent her to Zhou Manyun's side, but it should be able to prove that her dying was a pure sin that day.

Fortunately, this life has made up for it.

When Jiang's younger brother Zhou Kai was born to Huocheng, her grandfather Zhou Xian told her alone the truth about her father Zhou Zhe's death. Emperor Xiaozong is not credible, and the heir he has secretly chosen is not credible, and the information secretly transmitted to Yanzhou has made the Du family's early precautions. Then there was the Shunyi ship that quietly supported the Northland......

Maybe you don't know what the changes and consequences will be when you start doing a lot of things, but over time, it may be a completely different world.

Man Yun thought to herself that she was just a little woman. The present is full of changes and an unpredictable future that she can't figure out. But with such a stable world, she feels that it is already very good.

Manhua, who died early in her previous life, lived not badly, although Jiang Juying was as broken as in her previous life, she lived happily with her husband and children, and she would not be lonely anymore, and she would return to Zhou Manyun, who would drag people to drown.

No matter what hardships or experiences there are in this life, if you can not drag them down or hurt them, you will be good.

Even if there is a day when they go their separate ways, they will never see each other again, and they will forget each other...... (To be continued......)