"You unproductive thing! You take the money from Qiuluo's compensation to gamble on me, just turn a blind eye, I didn't expect you to ......" The old man was almost angry, and pointed at Bai Zichao tremblingly, "I can't even tolerate a little girl, what else can you do!" ”

"I didn't go gambling to win money and come back so that my family could have a better life. Saying that I'm not motivated is not that you are biased, but you just like the third child and don't like me, so what I do is wrong. Bai Zichao retorted loudly.

"Unrepentant!" The old man was so angry that he desperately beat Bai Zichao with a cane.

Bai Zichao was beaten squarely, and snorted, but there was strong hatred in his eyes.

glared at the old man viciously, raised his hand and waved his crutches, and said angrily: "I know that you will spoil the third child, won't I stay in this house?" ”

Then the old man was pulled back again and again by the force of his repulsion, sat down on the stool, turned around and ran out of the door.

"Iniquity, iniquity." Old Man Bai was so angry that he scolded loudly.

Bai Zichao has not been back since he ran out of the house that day.

Without Bai Zichao, Bai Qiuluo, who doesn't have to worry about his little life at any time, is finally able to carefully consider how he should survive in this other world.

According to the memory in her mind, this place did not belong to any dynasty she knew, and the country she was in was called Dacang, and there were many large and small neighbors around Dacang.

Xiaoxi Village is between two mountains, it is not easy to go out, everyone also farms for a living on weekdays, and the life is not rich, but fortunately, there is a stream flowing down from the top of the mountain, which crosses the entire Xiaoxi Village, there is no shortage of water, and by the mountain, you can go up the mountain to hunt, and you can barely live.

But how could Bai Qiuluo be willing to be satisfied with the status quo? There is an uncle who doesn't know why she wants her life, and a grandmother who has never met but treats her harshly in her memory, she thinks and knows how hard she will be if she gets by like this.

On this day, Bai Qiu fell into the house to pack her clothes, but suddenly heard a noisy sound and a loud cry from the yard.

Bai Qiuluo was startled, and hurriedly walked to the door to look.

I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in the courtyard holding Bai Zixin's arm and crying: "Third Uncle Bai, please, save my father, my father asked something to bite when he went up the mountain to hunt, and the blood couldn't stop, Old Man Hua's family is not there, please help me send my father to the hospital in the town." ”

Bai Qiuluo recognized the young man, who was the partner she remembered from childhood to adulthood, named Ding Shan.

When I looked again, I saw a person sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard of his house, his face was pale, his body was leaning against the stone table, the person was already unconscious, the blood on his arm was endless, and the ground in front of him was already scarlet.

Bai Zixin was also frightened by Ding Dafu's tragic situation, he and Ding Dafu were friends, and when he saw this, he hurriedly said: "Ding Shan, don't worry, I'll borrow an ox cart and take you to ......"

"Qiuluo, what are you doing?" Before he finished speaking, he heard Chen Xiaoping's exclamation from the side.

Bai Zixin and Ding Shan hurriedly looked over, but saw Bai Qiuluo pressing his clothes on the wound on Ding Dafu's arm with a solemn face, and almost instantly, the blood stained the clothes red.

But it was Bai Qiuluo's healer's instinct that made her unable to sit idly by.

"Qiuluo, what are you messing around, let go of your Uncle Ding." Bai Zixin was startled, and stepped forward in three or two steps to grab Bai Qiuluo's arm and wanted to tear her away.

"Autumn falls......" Ding Shan also shouted in fright.