With a crisp whip, the carriage moved slowly, and Chai Hu and Ding drove the carriage away.

The people spontaneously made way for the carriages.

Bai Luo's carriage drove slowly through the middle of the people's road, and when the carriage finally drove away from the street, an old voice shouted hoarsely to the rear of the carriage: "Thank you, sir!" ”

"Thank you, sir! The women will never forget the great kindness of adults! ”

The old woman of the Zhang family groped her knees and kowtowed to the carriage that Bai Luo was slowly walking away.

Although Bai Luo repeatedly didn't want her to kneel down just now, she really didn't know how to express the gratitude in her heart, she only kowtowed to express her gratitude.

The people around looked at the tearful appearance of the old woman of the Zhang family, and some secretly wiped their tears.

This woman who is close to the age of sixtieth birthday originally had a simple son to support her in old age, but overnight, she sent a white-haired person to a black-haired person, became a lonely widow, and was a blind person, I really don't know how she will live alone from now on.

The old woman of the Zhang family stubbornly knocked and kept going, as if the grief and depression of so many days had finally been vented at this time.

Bai Luo didn't come down again to stop him.

Driven by Chai Hu and Ding Yi, the carriage slowly drove away from West Street.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Only the old woman of the Zhang family was left with a heavy kowtow behind the car.

Heavy and mournful.

As soon as you turn the corner out of West Street, you will find the lively main street of Anning County - Anning Street.

The streets were full of people, all with brisk expressions, and they didn't know that around the bend there was a blind old woman who had lost her son, and was almost mad with grief.

The breeze blew the curtain of the car window back and forth, Bai Luo tilted his head and leaned against the window frame, looking at the bustling street, his heart was heavy, and he suddenly had a feeling of unreality.

The buildings on both sides of the street are antique, the signboards under the eaves are all kinds of signs, and the flow of people walking by the cars is endless,......

Bai Luo suddenly remembered his parents, who must have been as grief-stricken as the old woman of the Zhang family when they learned of his death.

If only she could tell them, that she was doing well here, and that she was doing her best to get used to it, and that she was doing her best to get used to it, and to do her best to deal with everything that came her way, and to do her job as best she could.

Just like Daddy.

If only they could know this, they wouldn't be so sad, would they?

Liu Zhiran, who was sitting cross-legged opposite Bai Luo with a straight back, observed her with a blank gaze.

The bright moon leaned against the cold and hard car wall, and the breeze blew the curtain from time to time, stirring the green silk of his sideburns.

There was such deep regret and sadness in his eyes that he couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Pity?

He didn't know that he still had such soft emotions when he was as cold and hard as a stone.

"Lord White."

When his voice sounded in the small carriage, Liu Zhiran knew that he had spoken.

The voice interrupted Bai Luo's sadness.

This is the first time that he has done it before he thinks about it.

Liu Zhiran saw Bai Luo turn his face sideways, his long eyelashes blinking, and his two wet eyes looked at him with inquiry in his eyes.

Being stared at by such two clear eyes, Liu Zhiran couldn't say the next word for a while.

He just made a subconscious voice, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Just as he was thinking about finding something to uncover the field, Chai Hu's voice sounded outside the car: "Young master, it's here." ”

It is not far from the old woman's house to the county office, but it has already arrived as soon as the tea arrives.

Miao Wu, who had been watching his nose and nose and his heart, and was sitting cross-legged in the middle, slowly stood up and said with a smile: "The old man is old, and his legs are numb. ”

He bent over his waist and bowed between the two with his eyes down, and walked out of the carriage first.

Liu Zhiran smiled: "Just now I wanted to remind the adults that it was almost time to arrive at the county office." ”

"Oh." Bai Luo nodded suspiciously, and called her with a solemn expression, is this what she is for?

Liu Zhiran stood up as he spoke, bent down and stretched out his hand to Bai Luo, "The adult's legs and feet are inconvenient, so it's better to help the adult get out of the car." ”

Bai Luo smiled gratefully, reached out to hold Liu Zhiran's hand and stood up with strength, and said with a smile: "Thank you Gongzi Lu." ”

The smile on his face was pure and immaculate.

Liu Zhiran suddenly discovered that Bai Luo was really a person who loved to laugh, and he was really a person who looked good when he laughed.

Maybe it's because of this, so when sadness appears in his eyes, he can't help but interrupt.

Holding Bai Luo's hand, Liu Zhiran discovered that this Lord Bai not only had a slender waist and warm nephrite fragrance, but also a pair of hands that were slender and beautiful and soft as boneless.

Such a posture, Liu Zhiran has never seen it in a woman.

Such a natural stunner turned out to be a man.

He suddenly understood the one who was so shameless as a cabinet member who raised male favorites.

Some people's beauty really doesn't know gender.

He held Bai Luo's hand in the palm of his hand with his left hand, and naturally stretched out his right hand to wrap his hand around Bai Luo's waist, half hugging and half carrying him out of the carriage.

When he got under the car, Bai Luo withdrew his hand from Liu Zhiran's hand, stood up straight, straightened his official uniform and hat, straightened his back, lit his injured foot, and walked into the county office with the support of Chai Hu.

Bai Luo's father, who was the mayor, once told her: A mayor can show his temperament in private, but as long as he is in this position one day, he will no longer only represent himself in public, but also represent the image of the city.

Therefore, as long as Bai Luo's father is in public, he is neatly dressed and behaves appropriately.

Bai Luo thought so.

Now that she is the head of a county, she demands the same from herself.

Bai Luo walked slowly but gracefully, although he was a little lame, he was not embarrassed.

Behind her was Miao Wu, who was also walking slowly with a hunched back, and Ding Yi, a fat man with thick legs who was carrying a box on his back.

The two of them walked slowly with Bai Luo's pace.

Liu Zhiran looked at Bai Luo's slowly limping back, clenched the empty palm, and followed Shi Shiran with his hands behind his back.