Qingluo pressed his chest, dizzy and only felt like vomiting, and his complexion continued to deteriorate visibly with the naked eye.

Qingluo's side is quite miserable, but there are too many miserable people than her.

Those prisoners who were hurrying outside on the big day, a layer of skin had fallen from their bodies!

This is not a description, but they were exposed to the sun, and the big iron lock handcuffs were like sticking to their arms, dripping with blood!

Those thin shirts stuck to the skin and flesh that were torn apart from the sun, and when they were torn, the skin was opened!

But Qingluo is not miserable, and the other day when he ate a lot of food, from time to time he even had the luxury of vacating the occupied seat to get off the bus and walk around for a quarter of an hour, or half an hour.

Looking at the rest of the mourning everywhere, it seems to be a prisoner who has become a walking corpse, which can be regarded as a living tiger.

In this way, Qingluo's appearance can make the Su family in the same carriage happy.

The main reason is that some time ago, the two were compared, Qingluo Tibetan silver tickets, a lot of clothes, and blankets.

There are other dry foods, and from time to time when you arrive at the place where you settle down, you can even exchange them for some other fresher food.

I also carried a small plate of pickled vegetables with me and ate them with rice.

That's it, I don't know how much better it is than other people.

Neither the officers nor the soldiers nor other prisoners who were in a group looked at her, and even came to knock on the bamboo from time to time.

And from time to time they dismounted the carriage in the face of the great sun.

That's not like Qingluo, as long as it doesn't affect the carriage they are in, she can go as long as she wants, and she can get in the car at any time.

And they, until the whole team stops to rest, then don't want to stop!

I don't have half a saliva yet!

I often endure Mrs. Su's yin and yang weird ridicule that they are not filial, and their sons and husbands have become thin bamboo poles, but the sick seedlings who have always been invisible people are doing so well.

The Su family is not just red-eyed rabbits.

At this time, even if they know that Qingluo is miserable, they themselves are not good, or even worse, which is not heat stroke.

But he still grinned and forced himself to taunt a few words.

It was raining lightly that evening, and the carriage was parked outside.

Don't think it's cooler when it rains, the heat comes out in bursts, and people can't breathe.

There seemed to be a scorching air current, and as the breath revealed to the heart and lungs, the sound of dry coughing was heart-rending and rang out one after another.

"The outside of the carriage cannot be ventilated, and the inside of the carriage is like a stove, how can you live this day"!

Qingluo was tortured and collapsed, almost without a figure, so that the wind would blow as if it was about to float away.

She didn't care what position she was in, she pouted and struggled to climb into the carriage.

Sitting down tremblingly, Qingluo rested his head on the carriage, raised his hand and touched his forehead, biting the tip of his tongue slightly, and saliva spread out again-licking-no moisture lips.

Immediately took out a yellowish handkerchief from his chest, opened the water bladder very carefully, and slowly dripped out a few drops of water.

Gritted his teeth and spilled some water, quickly wiping it towards his eyes before the water evaporated.

A burst of astringent and sour eyes, moistened by the water, even the dizzy mind seemed to be clear, but unfortunately it was just for a moment.

I took a sip of water until my throat felt like it was going to smoke, and then swallowed it slowly.

Looking at the water bladder with only one bottom, Qingluo pursed his lips, screwed the kettle tightly, and cherished it back into the package.

With his shoes kicked, he used this row of seats as a bed, and Qingluo leaned on the wooden plank of the carriage behind him, his eyes unfocused.

When she first went on the road, it was nearly fifty taels, Biyun gave ten taels, and then gave her ten taels, and there were fifty taels left.

Before, the uncle of the original owner actually gave thirty taels of silver tickets, a total of eighty taels.

In order to protect this seat, it cost nearly thirty taels before and after.

exchanged materials again, and during this time, I exchanged some herbal tea from the officers and soldiers, and almost all the herbal tea in a Coke can cost one or two silver!

The purchase rate of silver is very strong, one tael is equal to a thousand copper plates, at least equal to a thousand, so buying a cup of herbal tea is simply a cheat!

Qingluo's heart was sad, and the herbal tea was saved, but it was still gone in two days.

There is still silver, but I often trade it, and it is estimated that I can't exchange it for one or two.

And that's really eye-catching!

In this way, I am careful to save, and it is only a little more than thirty taels at present.

When the time comes, when you get to your hometown, you may not be able to leave the money in the future, and you will have to save a sum of money.

Originally, it was planned that thirty taels could not be used, but now there is no such certainty.

Still didn't hold back, Qingluo opened the water bladder again, carefully dripped three drops of spiritual spring water into it, ruthlessly poured a big mouthful in his mouth.

It took ten minutes before swallowing it in small bites.

With such a big mouthful of water, Qingluo felt that he had survived.

This didn't last long, and when he felt the carriage sinking, he saw Su Wenyi holding Mrs. Su in his arms, followed by Su Wenshi and getting into the carriage together.

Is this going to coerce and induce again?

Or do you play the emotional card and sell miserably?

Qingluo pondered absently in his heart, and then tilted his head, or let go of the fact that he was already unable to bear the load, and his head was like a paste.

Even now, what filial piety and etiquette should we insist on.

Qingluo was lying flat on the plank bed.

I'm sorry, you guys have a trick, but I just won't take it.

Qingluo said this in his heart, and one turned over, turned his back to the three people who had just come up, and closed his eyes.

It's a pity that Qingluo made an ugly gesture of refusal, which only made the other three of them twitch.

But I don't know if I'm so angry, I feel aggrieved and angry for a while.

Su Wenshi still took the lead in making a move, "Qingluo, I know that you complained about us before, especially me, and felt that I took the position of your mother and sister."

But when I think I'm Mrs. Su, I don't say that I treat you the same as Qinglian, but I really treat you as a daughter!

That's it......"

Seeing that the people lying on the wooden board didn't move at all, Su Wen's eyes flashed with anger.

"I won't say these words anymore, how can there be any Su Mansion now......

I want to say that you have to blame me, but master, your father, your brothers and sisters, you can't blame them, and you are deeply separated from them!

Next, we are getting closer and closer to our hometown, and it will be time for our family to work together to create a better life!

In the nearly three months of exile before, we won't be angry with you, and you won't be angry with the previous days of Sufu.

Just when we are even, we will live a good life in the future, okay? ”

Su Wenyi on the side sat on the wooden board and nodded in agreement, although he said that Su Mansion was gone, it was useless to say these words, which made him very dissatisfied with it.

But the latter still spoke his heart.

However, they felt that what they said was good, and their words were sincere, and they all broke it down clearly, and explained the pros and cons.

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