He jumped happily for three days.

Because he had shot a pheasant, the children of the village found out about it and revolved around him.

At a young age, he already knows what it means to show off, and among a group of friends, he exaggerated today's results and raised the small bow and arrow in his hand, which was majestic.

A group of children adore it.

Among the group of children around him, there was also a little girl, who was very thin and thin, and her clothes were mended and mended, but her eyes were exceptionally bright, round, and very cute.

The girl always liked to call his brother, and her voice was glutinous, and she always followed his ass.

My mother is very skillful, she can write, she can make beautiful clothes, and she can make delicious sugar cheese.

Every time Ah Qi wears a new dress made by his mother, he will make everyone envious, especially when he wears new clothes and holds sugar crisp cheese, which is not only enviable, but also covetous.

The scent was so tempting.

His mother was kind-hearted and would make a lot of sugar cheese and let him share it with his friends, so he was the king of children in the village, and they all surrounded him because he had delicious sugar.

Ah Qi thought that he could grow up so happily and peacefully for the rest of his life, but his beautiful vision was soon shattered.

To this day, he clearly remembers that it was September 9, the Chung Yeung Festival.

The sky is very blue, the white clouds are scattered and scattered, the wind is smooth, and there is the fragrance of osmanthus at the foot of the mountain.

Mother got up early in the morning and was busy making Chongyang cake to send to his grandfather, he couldn't squat, and a few friends who usually play together went to the foot of the mountain to pick osmanthus flowers, took a small basket, and took the osmanthus flowers down and brought them home for his mother to dry, and made osmanthus cakes.

The osmanthus cake made by my mother is also delicious.

When he returned with a basket of osmanthus flowers with his surname Gao Cailie, he heard the wailing, crying, and screaming of the village......

There were people lying on the grass at the entrance of the village, all of whom he knew.

Under everyone, there was a pool of blood, which wet the grass and covered the fragrance of grass.

A few children in the company were frightened, and subconsciously rushed to which village, only he was stunned for a long time before he reacted and copied the path back.

When I returned, the house had been ransacked and my parents were gone, but I could see the blood in the yard, dried up into the dirt, and turned dark brown......

He tried his best, held himself steady, and quietly climbed to a higher hillside to look down......

Smoke rose from the village, and the robbers searched and burned the village.

After the fire was lit, the gang of robbers went rampantly, with a presumptuous, piercing, evil laugh.

He hurried down again, the fire spreading so quickly that he couldn't rush in to see if his parents were still alive.

Just as he was desperate, he looked far away at the bottom of the pile of corpses, and one arm was put down.

The arm should be wearing an apricot-colored skirt, and the cuffs are embroidered with a lot of purple jasmine, which are open in vigour.

People were piled up, like buds stacked in one place, he couldn't see the face, but just looking at the hand, she still recognized it at a glance, it was the mother.

Because my mother is wearing a purple jasmine apricot dress today, with cuffs and plackets, all bright purple jasmine, he also boasted in the morning, very good-looking purple jasmine.

There was also a child underground, with two cute braids, lying lifeless on the ground.

The flames flew higher and higher, cutting off his view and burning everything.

He became an orphan, a wanderer, stealing, robbing, in order to live, in order to grow into an adult, with the ability to take revenge.

Until he was taken captive by human traffickers, he was taken by the leader at the time and bought.

Then began a long and arduous life as a secret guard.

Secret guard training is cruel, and the only thing that can make him grit his teeth and persevere, is the belief in revenge.

When he returned from his first successful mission, he began to keep an eye out for the robbers of the past.

In the end, in a mission, I solved the mountain bandit leader of the year by the way.

Broke the tendons and tendons of those people, and then set a fire and burned the entire village.

Just as they set fire to the village.

He watched with his own eyes, and everything in front of him turned to ashes. Old friends Chinese network

He finished in a few words, his voice silent, but Shuang'er still noticed a slight tremor in his voice when he mentioned his mother.

Without those bandits, he would have been a sunny and happy teenager.

A young man with family and friends, fresh clothes and angry horses.

Shuang'er only felt a little heavy in his heart, and he didn't know what to say to comfort.

In the dark night, the bright moonlight shone overhead, and when she looked up, she could see the shallow shadows falling from Wei Wumian's eyelashes.

There is also a trace of sadness in the always cold eyebrows.

She blinked, suddenly looked up and pecked him on the chin.

It's very light, and it seems to have a bit of a sense of flattery and appeasement.

She wanted to drive away the sadness from his eyes......

Wei Wuyi was stunned, then raised his hand and touched her head, his movements gently......

Then he raised his whip, and the horse began to gallop again.

When the two arrived at the county guard's mansion, it was already the end of the day.

Leaving the horse to the little maid and leading him to the stable, the two returned to the green garden one after the other.

Seeing this, the little guy behind him rubbed his arms, and there was a bad sweat in his heart.

Another pair of broken sleeves.

After tying up the horses, he went to gossip with the other vigilers.

The green garden is very large, and Shuang'er's room and Wei Wu's room are directly opposite, with a spacious courtyard in the middle.

When I arrived at the courtyard, Shuang'er said good night and a few words of relief, everything has passed, it has passed, it will be fine in the future, it will be fine.

She was stupid at this moment, and she didn't know how to comfort people, so she turned it over and over again, and it was still those two sentences.

Wei Wu listened to it and snorted, "It's all over, go back and rest." ”

Shuang'er nodded, and turned around into his room step by step.

Wei Wu stood there quietly, with his hands behind his back, watching her enter the house before turning back.

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The young lady and the aunt have been together for three days and have not come back yet.

Shuang'er was looking forward to it in the house, and her eyes were almost piercing.

Wei Wu saw that she was bored, so he took her to learn to ride a horse.

Shuang'er finally waited for the young lady to come back.

All eyes are on the horseback.

Really riding a horse, Shuang'er sighed.

If you really answer that sentence, it looks easy, but it is difficult to learn.

In the past, Wei Wu sat behind her, she was down-to-earth and could enjoy the pleasure of running at high speed, but when she sat on it and began to learn to ride a horse, Shuang'er knew that it was not easy to ride a horse.

Fortunately, Wei Wu is quite patient and has been tirelessly instructing her.

It's not just people who pick horses, horses also pick people.

Therefore, if you want to fully control and find a horse that matches the tacit understanding, you also need patience to cultivate feelings with the horse.

The group of dark horses he chose were very docile, not arrogant or impatient, and easy to get along with.

Wei Wu taught her how to make the horse understand what you meant, and at the same time told her the precautions for riding.

Properly qualified teachers.

It took four days for Shuang'er, a rookie, to finally ride away.