"Poof!" Erlang's laughter sounded, and he looked at Song Qingyuan playfully, "Yes, the old cow eats tender grass, and the major events of his life have been solved." ”

Song Qingyuan glanced at it, "It's not in shape!" ”

"Shiro, let's go! Let's ignore him! ”

Song Qingyuan grabbed Shiro.

Shiro snorted, "Ignore you!" ”

"Hey! You little rabbit cub......." Erlang chased after him, "I haven't settled accounts with you about biting me!" ”

............

Back at Hebo, the morning star has risen.

After a busy night, my body is tired, and my heart is even more tired.

On this day, too many things had happened, and Song Qingyuan was already exhausted.

If your body is glued to the quilt, you will fall asleep.

Suddenly, a note slipped from the cuff.

Song Qingyuan blinked, it was given to her by Widow Wu.

It is said that it is written in it, something very important.

Cheering up, Song Qingyuan went to the ground and poured himself a glass of cold water to refresh himself.

Open it and take a look.

The decent brush words come into view.

"By the time someone reads this letter, I'm afraid I'm long gone......"

"I'm sorry about Aunt Song...... Affliction should not be brought to the village where I was born and raised...... A group of unpretentious villagers......"

"Ashamed of ...... parents"

"Unworthy ....... for the Son of Man"

Seeing this, Song Qingyuan understood that this was a suicide note.

But why did Widow Wu give her this letter?

Song Qingyuan continued to look down.

Next, he told about his experience at the border in the past ten years.

"It turns out that he was on the battlefield, he was injured and had amnesia......" Song Qingyuan murmured softly.

No wonder I don't socialize with my family.

"Saved by the general...... I became a pro-soldier...... I can't repay ......"

"The general died, thanks to Li Guang and Xiao Jingduo...... Since ancient times, kindness and righteousness cannot be both......"

"Only sacrifice is ...... to repay kindness"

"I just wish my family is safe...... If there is an afterlife...... When a cow is a horse, it is also the grace of birth and breeding......"

"Hey......" Song Qingyuan sighed lowly.

Is it really worth it to give up national righteousness and put your loved ones in a dangerous place in order to repay your kindness?

Perhaps, there is no worthlessness.

Only willing or not.

It's just that it hurt Granny Zheng and the dog.

"**, it's not a thing!" Song Qingyuan scolded.

Pick up the paper and read on.

Until the end, Song Qingyuan's eyes suddenly burst into joy.

Dongzi is not dead!

Dongzi didn't die!

He was secretly hidden by **.

It turned out that the group of people asked ** to dispose of Dongzi, ** couldn't bear it, and secretly hid Dongzi.

Thank God.

Little chubby, this time I'm happy.

His good friend, lost and regained.

Sleepy insects, swept away.

Song Qingyuan rushed out.

"When! While! While! There was a knock on the door of Jiro, Shiro's room.

Jiro wrinkled his face and opened the door with sleepy eyes.

"Who?" Jiro asked impatiently.

When I opened my eyes, it turned out to be Song Qingyuan.

Exhaled heavily, "Why are you here, why don't you go to sleep quickly, it will be dawn in a while......"

The catastrophe of the Song family has completely passed.

Jiro's sleepiness also came.

At this moment, I was spinning sleepily, and I couldn't open my eyes.

I only heard Song Qingyuan say, "Second brother, Dongzi is not dead, we have to go back to save Dongzi?" ”

"Dongzi is not dead?" Jiro's eyes opened suddenly.

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded heavily.

Put the letter left by **, and say a few words briefly.

"Oh, Dongzi isn't dead? Locked up? It's still locked up in Qingshi Town......" Erlang asked.

"Yes!" Song Qingyuan nodded again.

The voice fell.

"Bang!" slammed it off.

Song Qingyuan, who was shocked, was stunned.

What does this mean?

Before Song Qingyuan could figure it out, the door was opened again.

Erlang said angrily, "Dongzi is not dead, your second brother is dying......"

"Can't you wait until dawn? It's all closed, and it's still a while! ”

Say it!

"Bang!" The door was slammed shut again.

Song Qingyuan furrowed his eyebrows.

It makes sense, but she can't do it.

But isn't it time to save people as soon as possible?

Looking at the sky, Song Qingyuan silently turned back to the house, put on his slippers, and took a nap.

............

"When! While! While! ”

There was a knock on the door, and Song Qingyuan woke up from his sleep.

He simply washed his face and combed his hair.

I went to call Jiro again, and Shiro got up.

They were also exhausted last night.

The door opened, Jiro was still sleepy, and Shiro was nesting in the quilt, talking whirringly.

A pair of fat legs, wrapped in a futon, like a little pig.

Song Qingyuan walked in, pinched Shiro's face, and shouted, "Little fat pig, get up!" We're going to show off? ”

Shiro opened his eyes in a daze.

I looked at it, and closed it again.

Two friends, one walking and one dying......

He wasn't in the mood for a show.

"Bang!" Shiro fell on the futon and fell asleep again.

Song Qingyuan was helpless.

When a child grows up, it is normal to be sleepy.

It's just that......

"If you don't want to save Dongzi in person, I'll go......" Song Qingyuan said and stood up.

Silent!

In an instant, Shiro sat up, and his sleepy eyes became clear.

stared at Song Qingyuan directly, "Sister, who to save?" ”

"Save Dongzi, Dongzi is fine, ** didn't hurt him." Song Qingyuan said simply.

Shiro's eyes grew brighter and brighter as he listened.

Dongzi is not dead?

Dongzi is not dead!

His number one brother is still there!

"Haha! Ha ha! Shiro fell on the kang again, picked up the futon and laughed.

Saliva dripped little by little on the quilt.

Song Qingyuan took out the embroidery and wiped it helplessly.

"Sister, is Dongzi okay? Dongzi is really fine! Shiro's eyes sparkled.

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded.

"Do you want to be a hero of Dongzi?" Song Qingyuan asked.

Shiro's eyes lit up, and a loud echo spread far away, "I want to!" Think! Think! ”

It's crazy! Ha ha!

He's going to be a hero.

If he had saved Dongzi.

Shiro smirked, he had already imagined his majestic moment.

"Sister, let's go ...... now"

After speaking, Shiro took an arrow step and rushed down to the kang.

The agility of the body is breathtaking.

Song Qingyuan realized for the first time that Shiro was still a flexible little fat man.

"Let's go! Walk! Walk! ”

Shiro waved his hand, put on his underwear and rushed out.

Song Qingyuan couldn't stop him, and Shiro had already rushed out of the door.

As soon as I went out, I was dumbfounded.

"Ah~~" A sharp exclamation sounded.

The pink and white little hand pointed at Shiro and scolded, "Deng's disciple ......"

"Me, Dengzi?"

Shiro's eyes widened and he pointed to his nose with a look of disbelief.

He will be scolded as a disciple?

Really, it doesn't make sense.

"Gu Panpan......" Shiro put his hands behind his back, straightened his face, and was about to teach a lesson.

Gu Panpan don't turn around.

Catching away flies, he waved his little thin arms, "Go get dressed......

Clothes?

Shiro looked down at himself, obviously wearing a shirt.

But......

Shiro's eyes rolled and narrowed slightly, "Gu Panpan, if you look at my body, you have to be responsible for me......" I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~