Chapter 33: The Little White Flower (33)

"White Girl."

There were only six of them left in the inn.

The proprietress suddenly spoke, and Bai Ru, who was standing on the side, hurriedly replied with a "hey", her demeanor completely faded away from her previous exaggerated and hypocritical style, and she cautiously stepped forward.

Then he said, "Do you know why I am protecting you? ”

Bai Ru subconsciously touched her face, and then shook her head.

From the day she was sold into the Qinglou, she was forced to understand that only her parents in the world had nothing to do with her, and anyone else was just looking for her face and body.

But that doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter if you love her or hate her, because she will step on those loves and hates, step by step to the highest place, and no one can hurt her.

The proprietress lost too much blood and her face was as pale as paper, she smiled at this time, but tears flowed from her eyes, and her tone was full of infinite sadness and confusion: "Because when I see you, I think of Shan'er and Yue'er, and of the children who have lost their parents because of this beacon fire." ”

Even though Bai Ru is despicable now.

But more than ten years ago, she also grew up with the wind of the border city, and before the age of seven, she probably didn't think that her parents died in the war for the Central Plains, and she became the most despicable plaything.

The memories of her childhood have been deliberately blurred by her.

Now I inexplicably recall that when she was seven years old, the day she was led by her cousin to leave the border city, looking at the sky in the border city, she was also like Si Jing, thinking about avenging her parents who went to the battlefield, but in the end she fell to the Qinglou.

Bai Ru raised her head and hid the tears in her eyes.

She has long had no resentment or resentment about her past experience, and tears are also weapons that cannot be easily wasted.

The proprietress was no longer able to support her head, half of her face was pressed on the table, while crying, she looked at her child, and muttered: "This war has been waiting to stop for many years, but it has been going on for many years, I take you in, in fact, it is also hope, one day I die, someone will take in Shan'er and Yue'er." ”

"Mother!"

Wang Shan and Wang Yue were already crying with tears on their faces.

For a pair of children, the proprietress finally had a rare gentleness, and fantasized and said: "If it is in a peaceful and prosperous world, Shan'er must be a handsome young man, so as to find a daughter-in-law, and Yue'er is also dressed beautifully, but——"

"But the war doesn't stop, the flowers are broken, I can only raise you like this, you will live longer, maybe you can see the day of peace and prosperity."

The facial features of the brother and sister are actually exquisite.

But because I ate a lot, I practiced a body of tendon meat, I looked fat, and after years of wind and sun, I was fat and black, and I stood like two black iron eggs.

The proprietress did it intentionally, and she didn't say her intentions until she died, and no one wanted to dress up the child ugly, but the clouds of war shrouded the border city, and there were too many last resorts.

Her pupils were already a little dilated, and she opened her mouth, and the brother and sister hurriedly put their ears close.

The proprietress seemed to be in a disordered mind, a little hurried, and said intermittently: "Yes, it's because, I want to leave you a thought, the back mountain, the bamboo forest, you will understand." ”

Spit out the last word.

She slowly closed her eyes.

"Mother, mother, wake up, don't die!" The brothers and sisters burst into tears and kept pushing the boss's arm, but all this was done in vain.

After weeping bitterly.

According to the last words of the proprietress, the five of them went to the bamboo forest in the back mountain together, and found an old grave in a hidden place.

On the tombstone, there is a knock: husband, the tomb of Wang Xing.

Although the grave is old, the surrounding area is clean, and the tombstone has not fallen into ashes, which shows that people often come.

Wang Shan and Wang Yue glanced at each other in shock, rushed over to take a closer look, and then looked at the time of the line of monuments engraved in the lower right corner of the tombstone, and finally realized what their mother said before she died.

Over the years, although there were soldiers who had been on the battlefield at the beginning, they saw Wang Xing being killed by the enemy, but because they never saw the body, even if they understood that Wang Xing's chances of survival were slim, everyone only thought that Wang Xing was missing.

But actually.

It was the proprietress who secretly recovered her husband's body, but first, she came to the border city in chaos, afraid that there would be many rights and wrongs in front of the widow, and secondly, she wanted to leave a memory for her children, so she kept it hidden.

The five of them work together.

The proprietress was buried next to the grave.

The principal is gone, and the inn naturally can't be opened, and after taking off the plaque, it can be regarded as completely closed, because the Wang brothers and sisters usually live in the barracks, and the proprietress had a friendly attitude towards Bai Ru before her death.

After a few words of discussion.

decided to let Bai Ru continue to live in the inn, except for the proprietress, Bai Ru had an awkward relationship with them, and when she knew this decision, she just nodded her head to indicate that she knew.

This inn is left to her.

A few days later.

Yin Cai poked the rice in the rice bowl boringly, until today, the grain and grass that should be sent from the capital still haven't arrived, and she can't be hungry because she is hungry, but as a "reassuring pill", the number of times she has been stared at is getting more and more.

When I was thinking about it.

There was a sudden burn in the middle of her collarbone, she suddenly got up, touched the pearl she was wearing, and quickly got up and rushed towards Si Jing's tent.

But it was empty.

In an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind, was Bai Ru troubled again, or did something happen on the battlefield again? After suppressing her emotions, she was ready to look elsewhere.

Just walked out.

Outside, led by Zhou Ran, a group of soldiers had quietly surrounded him at some point.

Yin Cai's footsteps paused, instinctively perceiving that something must have happened that she didn't know, and the burning sensation brought by Mingzhu became more and more intense, but she had to hold it for the time being.

He smiled and asked, "General Zhou, what do you mean by this?" ”

"County Lord."

Zhou Ran waved his hand, the soldiers behind him took two steps back, he slowly stepped forward, pointed to the inside of the tent, and said with a cold expression: "Now the border city is very chaotic, and the people's hearts are unstable, for your safety, please stay in the tent and don't go out." ”

House arrest?

After understanding what he meant.

Yin Cai almost couldn't help but scold, if something happened to Si Jingzhen, the Central Plains would have no luck blessing, what is the use of putting himself under house arrest?

She stepped forward, endured her anxiety, and said in a low voice: "I don't know what happened, but I can be sure that Si Jing is in danger now, you can put me under house arrest, but I must send someone to find her!" ”

"Nope."

Zhou Ran smiled at her mockingly, but the blue tendons on his forehead jumped and jumped, obviously holding back his anger, his fists clenched "Gege", and he gritted his teeth and said: "She is safer than anyone in the border city now." ”

After all that's said.

Don't wait for Yin Cai to answer.

He pushed her into the camp and sent heavy troops to guard her, which obviously treated her as a prisoner.

"Hey!"

Yin Cai shouted a few times, but there was no response, and the soldiers guarding outside had the same attitude towards her as Zhou Ran, not as respectful as before, but inexplicably cold and hard, obviously the method of seeking death and life may not work.