The old woman shed tears for a long time and looked at the face of the saint again.

As if she looked at her own daughter, she gently persuaded her: "The third aunt knows that you hate him to death in your heart, but no matter how much you hate him, he is also your man, this is the life that a woman can't avoid for the rest of her life." Girl, it's been more than ten years, so I shouldn't have seen it. ”

The holy woman shook her head and said softly: "You Han people have a saying, marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog......"

Suddenly, he slowly got up and muttered to himself: "Maybe I had a grudge in my previous life, so I will suffer his sins in this life." Sanniang, don't worry, I don't hate it anymore, and I don't know if I should hate it anymore. ”

The old woman seemed to be relieved, and couldn't help but raise her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes.

She wanted to squeeze out a smile, but she seemed to be struggling, but said cowardly: "Although he chained you for nine months, he brought you a lot of prey to eat every day, there are tigers, leopards, and most of them are wolves, and you also ate two bears when you were pregnant, right......"

The saint nodded silently, as if whispering, "The beast of the mountains and forests is unlucky, and I have met an old ancestor of the beast. ”

The old woman blamed, and said a little angrily: "How can you say that your man is a beast." ”

The saint turned her head to look at her, her tone had recovered, and when she spoke, she brought a smile and said softly: "I only think he is a beast!" ”

The old woman sighed.

The saint said: "At that time, I was desperately eating meat, just thinking that one day I would be able to defeat him, and then return to the grassland to gather soldiers and horses, and slaughter your entire Central Plains." It's a pity that I can't beat him, no one in this world can beat him, even if the overlord of Western Chu is reborn, he will also be stoned to death by him with a hammer. He is a beast, he is not a man. ”

"Silly girl, why do you scold your own man again......"

The old woman reproached again, stretched out her hand to stroke the face of the saint, and persuaded: "Although he has a bad brain, although he beats you every day, but no matter what, he gives you food and drink, which can be regarded as a good pain for you." In our women's lives, don't we just ask for a man with ability, who can eat meat for themselves and make a good life for themselves, such a man is a good man, what if he is beaten? ”

After a pause at this point, he added: "Your third uncle also likes to beat me, but he doesn't have the ability to let me eat meat." ”

The holy woman was made to laugh by these words, and couldn't help but say: "Why didn't the third uncle let you eat meat, he followed that beast to hunt every day." ”

"Where does he have the ability to hunt, he is only responsible for carrying the prey back!"

The old woman blamed, as if she was angry with her man.

Maybe it's because of the reunion of the old people, the old woman's mood gradually improved, and then she was finally able to say a word or two with a smile, and smiled with her toothless mouth and said: "Your man is so powerful, he can kill a lot of tigers and wolves when he goes out, your third uncle is responsible for moving prey for him, lying back and forth countless times a day, tired like a dead dog, lying down when he returns home, the third aunt wants to serve him, and he thinks about it when he takes off his pants." ”

The saint's face turned red, and she suddenly whispered: "Third Auntie, there are still children in the house." ”

The old woman was stunned, and then remembered that there was still a girl standing in the room.

The old woman hurriedly shut up, and suddenly her face turned white again.

The Holy Maiden's eyes were like electricity, and she could see that the old woman's expression was wrong at a glance, and she was worried about something in her heart, but when she saw this situation, she suddenly became excited.

Sure enough, I saw that the old woman began to cry again, and suddenly whimpered and howled, and said loudly: "Poor cloud cub, how good it would be for you to leave a few months late." ”

These words startled the saint, and her pretty face turned pale again.

She is well versed in Han customs and knows that there are many ambiguities in the language of the Han people, such as the word 'go' can be understood to mean going somewhere else, but it can also be understood that people are dead.

Could it be that the child is dead?

After thinking about it for 16 years, I finally mustered up the courage to come back to see it, but the child was gone, which was the end of the sky for any mother.

The saint trembled violently.

It was Linglong who was a bystander, and suddenly asked the old woman out loud: "Mother-in-law, where did the cloud cub you said go?" ”

"Ah, what did you say?"

The old woman didn't hear clearly for a while, and turned her head to look at Linglong.

Linglong took a few steps forward, first glanced at Shizun, and then asked again: "The little girl wants to ask her mother-in-law, where did the cloud cub you said go?" ”

This time, the old woman heard it clearly, sighed and said: "Where else can I go, I have escaped from the famine, if I don't escape, I will die, and if I escape, I may be able to save my life." Since the beginning of the previous year, you Turks have been looting various villages, and at first they did not loot our villages, but three months ago suddenly everything changed. ”

She paused at this point, turned her head to look at the holy woman, and said: "The stone tablet you erected at the beginning was smashed by those Turkic bad people, and three months ago they killed almost all the men in the village, and the young women were robbed......"

The saint's face was faintly cold.

Linglong suddenly whispered softly, and said carefully: "Master, three months ago was the moment when Jieli unified the grassland, and no one dared to move your stone tablet for sixteen years, but it was smashed when Jieli unified the grassland......"

There was a flash of murder in the saint's eyes.

She suddenly looked at the old woman and said softly: "Third Auntie, where did the cub escape?" ”

Suddenly, his tone became cold again, and he said angrily: "He grew up drinking the milk of the women in the village, so he refuses to stay to protect the women?" ”

"It's not his fault!"

The old woman slowly raised her head, looked out of the house blankly, and muttered: "That day, it was your third uncle who knocked him unconscious with a stick, and then the third aunt dragged him out of the village with great difficulty, begging a few men who had fled the famine to take him with him. Girl, don't blame the cub, he has been weak since he was a child, and his courage is pitiful, how do you let him protect the village, it is better to let him run away and save his life. ”

The saint's face froze, and she said in a daze: "Is he born weak? ”

The old woman nodded, and said with regret on her face: "Poor child, he can't even lift a piece of firewood, maybe God is angry that his father's strength is too great, so the cub has no strength for the rest of his life." Alas......"

Linglong next to him looked surprised and said, "The little junior brother has no strength. ”

The old woman still stared blankly at the outside of the house, her eyes were full of worry and sorrow, and she returned to her whispering appearance, and muttered: "I don't know if this child has arrived in Chang'an, whether he will be hungry after he arrives, he has no strength to work, no one hires him to work, God, please be kind, let the old men of Chang'an have pity on him, and can give that child a little food." Even if he begs along the streets, don't starve to death on the streets. ”

The saint's body shook.

Linglong swallowed hard and said softly: "Begging along the street? Won't the junior brother become a beggar? ”

The old woman wiped her eyes and tears, and said: "The displaced people who fled the famine, as long as they can survive by begging." ”

This is a heart-wrenching statement.

Tears rolled in the saint's eyes.

……

This reunion of the old people, the narration of a whole day, the old woman cried and laughed, the saint was sad, until the evening came, only to see the Gobi sheep dragging a tiger into the village.

It turned out that this muddy thing ran into the mountains after the grasshopper, and it was also fun to find the tiger.

It's a pity that he wants to play with the tiger, but the tiger can't afford to play with him, and this thing only touched the tiger twice with a big iron lump, and the king of beasts immediately turned gray.

The stupid big man felt very disappointed, and dragged the tiger back to ask Sister Linglong why this big cat was so soft that he was stoned to death with an iron lump.

The tiger became the ration for the old people left behind in the village.

The old woman was taken out of the village by the holy woman.

Under the moonlight, saying goodbye to people, several old people in the village wiped their eyes and tears, and the old woman kept waving her hands from afar.

When three people came, four people left, the holy woman personally carried the old woman on her back, Linglong and Gobi sheep rode a BMW, and the four of them left the mountains by moonlight, and gradually walked to the somewhat deserted official road in Hebei.

The saintess suddenly stopped and looked at Linglong riding a red horse.

The gaze was earnest, with a hint of hesitation.

She didn't say a word, but Linglong already understood, but when she saw the girl suddenly straighten up, sit on horseback and say, "Don't worry, Master, Linglong went to the Central Plains overnight." I will take the Gobi sheep and leave him as a guard. ”

The holy woman nodded, but her face was a little entangled, and after a long time, she said softly: "The Han family in the Central Plains, the grassland Turks, the two races are different, and after all, there will be a war, he is my son, I only leave him with one life, as for those Han people in the Central Plains, they are always our enemies." Jieli is about to go south, so you will find out about the military situation in the Central Plains by the way......"

Linglong was stunned.

The Holy Maiden looked up at the night sky and muttered, "I am the High Priestess of the Prairie Holy Maiden, and I am responsible for millions of people!" The son is just one person, but there are millions of people, Linglong, you know? ”

Linglong sighed lightly, and suddenly said with a serious face: "Master rest assured, private affairs and official affairs will be done separately." ”

"Then there you go!"

The saint said the last four words, and suddenly jumped and galloped away, although she was carrying the old woman, but the speed was faster than the smoke and clouds, only a few turns, like a ghost.

Linglong looked at the stupid Gobi sheep, and said with a sigh: "Let's go too, go to the Central Plains to find the little junior brother." ”

Gobi Sheep let out an 'oh', suddenly waved a few big iron lumps, and said very seriously: "Bully, little junior brother, stone ...... to death"

Although the stupid big man is stupid, he also knows how to protect his own people.

Linglong laughed, stretched out his hand and patted the red horse, but when he heard the neighing of the war horse, he raised his hooves and sprinted straight to the south.

Behind the Gobi sheep snorted twice, riding thousands of miles of smoke and clouds to follow up.

The target direction, go straight to Chang'an.