When the village chief came, they were eating.

Bai Yi's face was stinky, and he was poor and only had money left. finally found an excuse to resign from Zhou Yan, but he encountered this kind of unwanted Diao Min.

I'm afraid I'm not going against it!!

Dressed in white with a stinky face, leaning against the door frame. Looking at the litter of rabbits brought back by Zhou Yanci, the fish brought back by Sanbao, and the mushrooms picked back by Xie Daiqi, his face was still ugly.

He had suspected that God was targeting him before, and this has been a lifetime!! Bai Yi is a little unhappy!

When the village chief came, he saw him staring at him like a creditor.

"That, that, I'm sorry, can I let you?" The village chief asked by rubbing his hands and yawning.

Bai Yi glanced at him with slanted eyes, you dare to yell at me? Just as he was about to shake his eyes, he heard Zhou Yanci shouting, "Come in, it's cold outside." ”

Bai Yi silently retreated to the back, lowered his head and let the village chief in. There was not the slightest bit of fire.

"Sorry to interrupt." The village chief rubbed his hands awkwardly, and saw that Zhou Yanci was churning with mushrooms in the pot in front of them, and the food was better than their New Year's Day.

"I want to ask, is everything written in this book true? Is this hogweed really that valuable? The village chief pointed to the book and opened it for Zhou Yanci to read.

Zhou Yanci glanced at Sanbao, no wonder she brought a lot of extremely out-of-the-way books before she came.

"Well, there is no market." Zhou Yan pursed his lips.

There are no outsiders entering here all year round, only people who are constantly losing, but they don't know what kind of treasure mountain they have.

The village chief chatted in the ancestral hall for most of the night, and the next morning, when the rain stopped, everyone was indeed awakened by a burst of crying.

"Mom, Mom, where have you been? Mom, you said you wouldn't leave, Mom, I want my mother, I want my mother. "A two-year-old boy ran barefoot on a muddy road, fell and got up, fell and got up.

The little face was mixed with rain and tears, and the crying voice was hoarse.

The doors of the village were opened. Seeing the skinny skinny child, they all frowned.

"Uncle Wang, have you seen my mother?"

"Grandpa Zhou, have you seen my mother?"

"Grandpa the village chief, is my mother lost? Can you help me find it? The boy's immature voice was slightly alarmed. The little face was no bigger than a fist, and the eyes were dark and bright like black stones.

When the village chief came dressed in his clothes, he saw the appearance of the little poor eye.

"Oh, poor pity, that crazy woman must have sneaked away in the middle of the night. Pity this boy for how old he is, and he must not starve to death. "Some people secretly talk about it but don't come forward, how can it be so simple to raise a child.

When Zhou Yanci and a group of people came out, they saw the child standing alone on the road.

"The crazy woman had wanted to run away for a long time, but I heard that there were rich people who came to sponsor the children during this time. She had a crush on the money. I only stayed for a few more days, and I must have seen the old people in the village refuse to fund last night, so I ran away in a fit of anger. Someone explained.

This woman was originally from outside, and later married a fool from the village.

Not long after giving birth, the fool fell into the river and drowned.

The crowd watched as the child ran barefoot around the village, going from house to house asking his mother, and their eyes became darker and darker. The dirty little face became more and more silent, only drooping without a smile.

Dabao looked at it, silently took off his shoes and the thick down on his body and ran over, "Brother gives it to you." He grabbed the child's hand and put on his clothes, but Dabao was slightly fat, and his clothes were a little empty, and when Erbao saw it, he took his belt and tied it around his waist.

There was a sudden silence in the village.

There is funding, and I am afraid that the child will fly away. It became a dead city and an empty city.

There is no funding, but I can't get by.

Dabao looked at it, and pulled down the little little hand again, it was amazingly cold.

"I'll look for it with you." Dabao patted his chest, put on his clothes again, and pulled the little brother to ask from door to door in the village.

I ran through the whole village, but I couldn't find anyone. The little one never smiled again with a straight face.

Standing at the head of the village, Xiao Budian looked in the direction of the entrance of the village.

"My mom ran away." The voice was still milky, but the tone was extremely affirmative.

"Well, if you don't, don't worry." Dabao touched his brain, he didn't know how to persuade him, this kid looked so thin, smaller than himself.

"Think of something good, what if it's dead?" Erbao listened to the words of the village and knew that his mother always stole things that others gave to the baby, and the little brother was hungry until he fell into a coma several times.

Xiao Bu glanced at her.

"Don't be sad, we have food there, and my food will be for you. Keep you eating fat. Dabao felt that he was very sad, and hurriedly spoke to comfort him.

Xiao Budian glanced at him leisurely and sighed. I don't know why, the honest and honest Dabao suddenly felt a little strange at that glance.

Xiao Budian followed Dabao back to the ancestral hall.

The children in the ancestral hall didn't even go to school, they all squatted and stood, and they were all silent and didn't speak.

The village chief also brought a few respected old people over.

"There are 130 families in our village. It's a big village. Since 300 years ago, people in our village have settled here for generations, and more and more people have been passing from generation to generation. An old man on crutches wiped the corners of his eyes.

"There is a lot of war outside, but we are quiet and peaceful here, and no matter how many people want to come to our village, they can't find their way." At that time, they were all proud of the village.

Later, the new generation is thriving, and the outside is changing with each passing day, and the village is still the same as it was three hundred years ago.

"Now in our village, there are 130 families. More than 300 elderly people, 48 people under the age of 16. There were only seventy-two young adults. In the past ten years, hundreds of people left the village and never returned. Among them, most of them are mothers. ”

When the old man spoke, many children wiped tears from their eyes. There was a faint cry.

Da Bao pulled Xiao Budian and whispered, "If you want to call Mom, you can call me Mom." As soon as Dabao finished speaking, he saw Xiao Budian looking at him.

Only then did he sigh and realize that he said, "What I said is, call my mother my mother." ”

Xiao Budian looked up at him, and then looked at Zhou Yanci.

The pregnant Zhou's words are full of maternal brilliance, and she looks like a beautiful mother.

Xiao Budian suddenly laughed.

"So our village decided to ask you to help us, and we will be a dead horse and a live horse doctor." Renovating an isolated village is a huge undertaking.

If people are reluctant to leave their homeland, what a scenery it should be.

"This right, we want to give to you." The head of the village looked at Zhou Yanci and his wife.

Hehe, the big tyrant in white clothes who contributed money and effort, sneered silently.

Lao Tzu knows that God doesn't like me!