I don't know how long it took, Ran Changle woke up slowly, and looked sideways to see the burden under his right arm, which was still there.

Then, she moved her right arm, and she could move! It's just a little painful again, and I guess it's bruised.

Then, she moved her left arm again, and there was a piercing pain.

"Ahh

Ran Changle couldn't help but hum.

The right arm supported half of the body, and when he turned his head, he saw that the abnormal posture of the left arm was twisted, and the elbow was broken.

The moment she looked up, she used up most of her strength. His right arm went limp, and he lay down again.

She couldn't open her eyes when the hail hit, she moved her legs, and she still had consciousness, but it was just pain, and she frowned in pain, and she didn't dare to move.

Looks like his right leg is also broken!

Luo's skirt was also scratched by the branches, and it was even more sticky to the soil.

Who knew that she actually showed a happy smile:

Fortunately, the right hand and left leg are intact and can still walk.

She turned her head sideways, and the carriage could be faintly seen.

Taking a deep breath, he picked up the sturdy branch beside him, and struggled to stand up little by little.

Hold the branch with your right hand, take a step with your left foot, take a step forward with your right foot, move another step with your left foot, and drag your right foot to follow...... And so it moved forward step by step, little by little.

"Sister Wang, look, someone is coming, did the government send someone to pick us up?"

A sharp-eyed lady exclaimed excitedly when she saw the figure looming in the hail.

The ladies all stood up and looked at the vague figure in unison.

"It's close, it's close!"

"Ah, why did you send a cripple?"

"Yes, why don't you send someone with a sharp hand, you see, this lame man walks very slowly, and he shakes every step, and he doesn't seem to come here, but he moves it."

"Hey, why is this cripple still covering his face? Why are you still a woman?! ”

"It turned out that he was not sent by Fuchu! Bai is happy, I see her like a begging for food, and there is a burden in her arms! ”

"She's coming to us! Xiao Si, go and get rid of this dirty beggar, don't let her into the pavilion, so as not to stain the eyes of the ladies and the incense pavilion! Mrs. Squire's silk handkerchief had covered her mouth and nose, and she commanded in disgust.

The kind-hearted lady saw that Mrs. Shilang opened her mouth, and she didn't dare to say anything more.

Who makes this the most noble lady of the squire!

Ran Changle was still ten meters away from the pavilion, and five or six Xiao Si had already surrounded her, blocking her way.

"Get out of the way!" Ran Changle's ears are excellent, and he naturally heard the dislike of the ladies.

"Hmph, stinky food, it's the nobles who are resting in the pavilion, if you don't know how to bump into the nobles, be careful of your dog's life! Acquaintances, hurry up! ”

"Get out!" Ran Changle stopped, and felt that the pain of the broken arm and leg was three points more painful than when he walked.

Seeing that my grandmother's carriage was in front of me, it was intercepted by several people.

She's in a bad mood, it's bad!

"I don't know what to do with this stinky food, brother, she won't leave, let's give her a ride!"

Xiao Si, who is usually used to rampant, has been trapped by hail for a long time and has long lost his patience. I saw that before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked Ran Changle's drooping leg hard!

Ran Changle picked up the branch and hit the acupuncture point on the leg that stretched out.

I saw that Xiao Si screamed in unison, hugged his legs and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the other Xiao Si stepped forward together, and before they could get close to Ran Changle's body, they were either scrapped by the branches or had their legs broken.

The lively gazebo suddenly fell silent, except for the sound of hail falling and the wailing of the little Si.

After this fight, the little physical strength that he had had was drained away, and Ran Changle bit his lip vigorously, forcing his dizzy head to sober up.

Her eyes were even more blurry, but she didn't have the strength to wipe them.

She knew that her grandmother would not be in the pavilion, and her grandmother was kind and would never let people drive away innocent people.

So she didn't even give the gazebo a look, but just stared at the two carriages next to each other, one in front and the other half a step behind.

The mood was five points of excitement, four points of guilt, three points of anger, two points of apprehension, and one part of cowardice. In the end, they all converged into a very firm one.

This firm conviction seemed to inject new strength into her feeble body, and she held the branch again, and she dragged her legs towards the carriage little by little.

She was sure that the two blue-gray carriages away from the gazebo must have been grandmother's.

Only these two carriages were small and worn.

Any carriage around the gazebo was wider, taller, and more ornate than they were.

But she felt that the old carriage was kind and warm.

When Mama Gui saw that she was moving towards their carriage little by little, she was so frightened that she couldn't speak.

"You, you want, do you? I, we're old, old lady didn't, didn't deal with you......"

Even though Mama Gui was scared, she still spread her hands in front of the car curtain.

Ran Changle stopped, her hand stretched out and she could lift the curtain and see her grandmother.

But she stopped.

I don't know if it was tears or rain, it flowed into the corners of her mouth, bitter and salty.

She kept shouting in her heart: Grandmother, grandmother, grandson are here to pick you up!

But his mouth couldn't make half a sound.

The old lady in the carriage had been restless since she heard the fight. At this moment, she knew that the girl on the foot of the slope, who was called a beggar, was in front of her carriage, and her heart was even more restless, and even brought a trace of inexplicable pain.

After another cough, she said weakly, "Mama Gui, let her in." ”

"No, old lady! This girl is unknown, I ......"

"Don't you listen to me!" The old lady's tone was stern, but her voice was weak.

Ran Changle felt heartache, shook his arm, smoothed down the burden, and held it in his hand.

Shaking his mouth and squeezing out: "Ancestral ......"

At this time, Mama Gui's eyes widened in horror and exclaimed, "Girl, be careful! ”

An angry voice between a wooden stick said, "Stinky beggar, I'll kill you!" ”

Slammed into Ran Changle's head!