Hu Xinzong of the long room did not say a word.

This niece just splashed dirty water on his precious daughter's body, and he was still annoyed in his heart, so he was too lazy to care about these nieces and nephews who were separated from the room.

Hu Jiang looked at the bad old man, the eldest son did not speak, showed his acquiescence, and immediately made a decision: "Okay, we will divide the second room today! Boss, you go and call the village chief to come and testify." Our family can't afford to raise this kind of disrespectful elders, wolf-hearted and dog-hearted things!"

The typical advantage is to sell them obediently.

Sister Hu Chun flattened her mouth darkly, she is in a good mood now, and she is lazy to worry about Hu Jiang's family. Sister Hu Chun lowered her head, but her voice brought out a two-point song, and said: "But at the beginning, I still owe some money to Uncle Xiaoliu and Aunt Xiaoliu......

Hu Jiang's face changed, and she just wanted to scold, but then she thought about the ease after separating, she held back her breath, gritted her teeth with a blue face and said: "It's okay, milk, milk will give you ......"

Sister Hu Chun happily took her younger siblings to get up from the ground.

Everyone saw that the dust had settled, and there was nothing lively to see, and all the people who were talking about it dispersed.

An inconspicuous child in a green shirt in the crowd looked seven or eight years old, and his pink carving was very cute. He bit his finger and walked towards the outside of the village without hesitation.

Several dark guards glanced at each other, still quietly protecting the child in the darkness.

If someone who knows the goods is here, they will definitely see that the oil-green jacket on the body of this young boy is not an ordinary fabric, but a jade silkworm brocade that only produces one horse a year woven in Jiangnan.

This yarn looks unremarkable at first glance, only a thin layer, but it is full of warmth and toughness, and the nobles in the imperial capital want to ask for some as self-defense clothing when they break their heads.

And this childish child is actually wearing a shirt made of jade silkworm brocade with a big sigh!

It's really a terrible thing!

The child climbed onto a cart parked at the entrance of the village and shouted with great interest: "Uncle, I just saw a lively scene in the village. ”

In the middle of the day, an indifferent voice came from the car: "Oh?"

The voice was flat, and even if the tail note was slightly raised, the owner who could hear the sound was not interested in it at all.

However, the childish boy did not understand the meaning of the sound, he got into the carriage with his hands and feet, and a crisp laugh leaked out of the curtain of the carriage: "I saw a little girl, almost as old as me, leading her own little brother and sister, begging grandma to let them separate and separate." ”

"Huh. The wind rolled up the bamboo curtain of the wheel, revealing the true face of the person inside.

The man was 15 years old, and he was supposed to be a young man, but he looked like he was in his twilight years, and his face was completely lifeless.

His appearance is very handsome, like a white cloud between the mountains and distant waters, but because of the chill between his eyebrows, there is a chill in his eyebrows, and there is a breath of rejection thousands of miles away for no reason, which makes people palpitate from a distance.

He sat upright on the cart mat, his eyes down, like a statue. The pale cyan coat was casually draped over his shoulders, and his face was like clouds and mist, cold as frost.

The child in the car remembered something interesting, and giggled:

"Uncle, you said that if I dared to talk to my lord like this, my lord would slap me out with a slap, and I was still spinning like that......"

The carriage gradually moved away, and the sound that appeared in the carriage became softer and softer, and it was far away......

Sister Hu Chun, under the testimony of the village chief and Uncle Hu Liushu and his wife, took Sister Hu Xia's wishes and separated them out.

Most of the villagers in Hujiazhuang are poor, but the life of the old Hu Tou is quite passable, which is inseparable from Sister Hu Chun and her father.