Chapter 1003: Haven't Drunk It?

"Kill, help!"

"Don't run, I want to avenge my sister!"

……

The piercing chasing noise penetrated into his ears again, and his eyes turned to the corners of his eyes, and he could see the two figures running back and forth outside the door.

After two slumbers and the third time she opened her eyes, Song Xinyi finally accepted the fact that she had crossed the city.

Yes, she is a strong woman in the 21st century, and in order to negotiate a contract, she drank all night with the customer.

As a result, when I woke up on the second day, I inexplicably traveled to the eponymous little Lori in this alternate era.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"The fool is going to kill someone, come quickly!"

……

The two people outside the door didn't seem to notice that she was awake, and they were still immersed in the grudge of killing someone to pay for her life.

Song Xinyi didn't bother to pay attention to him, because now she was still slowly digesting the memories of the original owner.

Probably because this body is too weak, and the memories received are also intermittent.

Therefore, Song Xinyi wanted to quickly figure out her current situation.

Strong women in the business field have such a good point, that is, they have a strong ability to accept and adapt.

Did the cloth travel to a poor environment with four walls? What's this?

Just kidding, my sister has been fighting for so many years, why hasn't she drunk the northwest wind? What sandstorm hasn't eaten?

Well, it's a first time to go through this.

But if you come, let it be safe.

Song Xinyi comforted herself like this in the house, and at the same time, she turned her whole body to look at the surrounding environment again.

Zhenhong is just a glance, after all, a total of more than ten square meters of area, it is really enough to turn the eyes around.

The ridged tiled houses are dilapidated and clothed, and most of the mud on the walls has fallen off.

In this way, the term "four walls of the family" seems to be so accurate.

In fact, strictly speaking, it is also a bit of a family.

For example, lying on one's own one, it's enough to turn over half a body and a single hardboard bed.

For example, the long wooden table that was placed across the window one step away from the bed was large enough to accommodate a primary school student......

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a thick piece of iron that seemed to glow with a sparkling light came through the middle of the window paper on the wooden table.

Then Yi Xun thundered and covered his ears, and directly stabbed Song Xinyi directly above Song Xinyi's right hand exposed to the quilt.

Because of the distance from the pillow cloth, and the ferocity and speed of the thing, Song Xinyi obviously felt a frenzied cold.

Song Xinyi looked at it, Bu Ban's eyes widened, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

It's so bright, but is it just a machete?

"Ahh Song Xinyi still couldn't help but scream.

"Sister!"

Before Song Xinyi could do something to build, a tiger's head and tiger brain had already squeezed in with the stabbed window paper.

"Sister, sister, you survived! It's great, my sister didn't die......"

Song Xinyi only felt that there was a lot of noise in her ears, and she didn't speak, but she withdrew her gaze and looked in.

Then frightened for a moment, he caught a glimpse of a figure on the edge of his bed.

"Sister!"

Hearing the shout, Song Xinyi looked over again.

This tiger-headed tiger-brained half-grown son is Song Shi, the younger brother of the original owner.

looks like thick eyebrows and big eyes, but between the eyebrows, there is always such a stupid air.

Especially now, the corners of my mouth are almost to the root of my ears.

One by one, "sister" screamed, but no matter how Song Xinyi looked, she didn't have the slightest resemblance to herself.

Song Xinyi shook her head a little speechlessly, and wanted to speak for a while. 67

Bu shook his head, but suddenly realized that his body seemed to be able to move.

Song Xinyi was a little surprised, and quickly put her hand away, and then slapped her hand slowly, trying to support her arms.

When Song Shi saw it, he immediately stretched out his hand to help Song Xinyi sit up.

At this time, Song Xinyi saw clearly that there was a girl of the same age standing behind Song Shi.

According to the memory of the original owner, this should be Song Dujuan, the cousin of the fourth uncle's family.

Although Song Dujuan looks more than two heads shorter than Song Shi, Song Xinyi knows that she was actually born in the same year as Song Shi, and she is half a year older than Song Shi.

Huanbu waited for Song Xinyi to carefully sort out what was going on, only to see that Song Dujuan had already opened his mouth in fright......

"Then, your stupid sister is not dead, you fool Kebu is going to wronged me."

Undoubtedly, in the eyes of her, a "smart person", these sisters and brothers are stupid, and the biggest difference is that one is stupid, and the other is even more stupid.

Although Song Dujuan's voice is small, and he has a high-spirited posture, Song Xinyi is still frightened and hears the emptiness inside.

Song Dujuan wanted to turn around and walk away after speaking, but the cloth and her feet had just been raised, and she was dragged by the "fool" in her mouth.

"You killed my sister, I saw with my own eyes that you took a sugar gourd to my sister, and my sister died after eating one......"

Song Xinyi just wants to support her forehead.

Silly brother, are you really sure I'm your "dead" sister?

Moreover, what the hell is "eating a sugar gourd and dying"?

Is the original owner so greedy and stupid?

Song Dujuan glanced at Song Xinyi, who was sitting on the bed, and shouted with a little confidence, "Why is it dead, is your sister alive and well?" ”

Song Shi also hesitated when he heard this, and for a while he actually said something to the cloth, but he did not relax when he passed his hand.

Song Xinyi looked at the two people quietly, one wanted to leave by all means, and the other died and Buken let go.

Although she still doesn't remember the specific situation, judging from the current rhetoric and performance of the two people, Song Shiyang's words are somewhat credible.

After all, compared with Song Dujuan, the original owner's sister and brother really seem to be a bit intelligent.

As long as there is a Song cuckoo flickering, what is the death of a sugar gourd, it seems that the cloth is cloth may happen.

If this is the case, this Song cuckoo can definitely be let go.

"Sugar gourd ......," Song Xinyi muttered with a frightened hand.

"What...... What is a sugar gourd? Song Dujuan yelled and shook his arm, trying to break free from Song Shi's grasp.

Song Xinyi raised her head and looked at Song Dujuan playfully, "I mean, I just ate the sugar gourd so sweet, I really want to eat a few of them, but Bu knows that Sister Cuckoo still has it?" ”

"A broken sugar gourd, I want to eat it and buy it myself, where do I have it here?" Song Dujuan broke free from the cloth, and some of the cloth was impatient.

"Huh? Gone? Song Xinyi pretended to sigh in disappointment, and then nodded again.

"Well, yes, you gave me the only string of sugar gourds, where do you have it?"

Hearing this, Song Shi was also a little relieved.

Song Dujuan looked at it, his eyes were happy, but he pretended to sigh helplessly, "Yes, I treat you so well, but your sister and brother are sympathetic, it's really sad." ”

Song Dujuan said as he pretended to unintentionally lower his head and slowly pulled his arm out of Song Shi's hand.

When he raised his head, he already had a very generous smile on his face, "But who made Miss Ben magnanimous and kind?" Forget it, Bu and you have a problem, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. ”

Seeing that Song Dujuan was about to slip away, Song Xinyi hurriedly glanced at Song Shi, "I haven't thanked Sister Dujuan yet, why are you in a hurry to leave?" ”

Song Dujuan had just stepped out of one foot, and was blocked back by Song Shiji, so he had to smile bitterly, "Hey, it's all a family, what's so good about thanks?" ”

As she spoke, she wanted to go sideways again, who knows, where she moved, Song Shi followed where she moved, like her own shadow.

Song Dujuan had no choice, and finally obediently returned to the bed, "Sister Xinyi can understand that I am suffering." ”

Seeing that someone was coming back, Song Xinyi grabbed her hand and pulled Song Dujuan to the edge of the bed to sit intimidating, "Of course I understand." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Song Shi, "Xiao Shi, go and bring the sugar gourd!" ”

"Sugar gourd?" Song Shi scratched his head in confusion.

"Did you watch your sister eat it with your own eyes just now? I just ate one, there should be a lot left, go find where to put it, hurry up and get it! ”

"Oh." Song Shi finally remembered, nodded and ran out.

And at this time, Song Xinyi keenly felt that Song Dujuan wanted to pull his hand and get up, and secretly increased his strength, but he still smiled softly on his face.

"Sister Cuckoo has always treated my sister and brother well, how can I know?

In the past, if there is something delicious and fun, which sister is the first to come to my door to go around, so that my door will also open my eyes and see it for a long time? ”