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If his Xiaoqiu turned into a vulgar and terrible woman, cooking on the fire in a tattered little noodle restaurant, then how could he still be alive, he must be dead.

The whole person fell into the dark corner like a puddle of mud, looking up at the lanterns in the sky, Han Yu seemed to have a dream, the dream was not clear, vague, sometimes he could remember, sometimes it seemed like a fog.

I vaguely remember that in the dream, he also lost Xiaoqiu, and also thought that Xiaoqiu was dead, sad and desperate, and killed countless people for revenge under the collapse, killing rivers and lakes with blood.

Ten years, twenty years...... Twenty years have passed, and he still hasn't found Xiaoqiu. But countless famous and decent people bowed down in front of him, and people didn't even dare to mention his name, and only in the dead of night to scare naughty children, his name appeared on the tip of the tongue of those people in the rivers and lakes.

The dream was not pretty, but it was very pleasant.

Han Yu thought that that kind of life should be his real life.

Maybe...... Xiaoqiu doesn't appear, and it really disappears, which is the best result.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the newly produced fruit mooncakes and ice mooncakes in the other side of the city are everywhere, and many young men and girls in white robes carry baskets and push small carts to sell around.

Even ordinary people buy two pieces back for their children to eat, touching the blessings of the other side of the city.

In the hearts of everyone, the city is no longer just a place, but a faith.

A cluster of fireworks flashed, from east to west, more than a dozen floats slowly drove in, teahouses and restaurants, many rich and noble daughters walked out of their homes, chased the floats on foot, holding carefully embroidered purses and other small objects, hanging on the front and back of the car.

In the center of the float is a figure carved from white jade, backed by an ancient and lush tree, the girl is smiling, the smile is holy and ethereal, and the appearance of the fairy is not good, only a little bit of the appearance of the saint of the other side city has been left on the demeanor that he has seen.

"Woo woo, woo woo."

There were also a few women in the noodle restaurant who came out, even Yue Xiaoqiu was there, but Yue Xiaoqiu trembled, covered her face, bit her lip, and lowered her voice and whimpered.

The old lady standing beside her frowned and said angrily: "It's really unlucky, the saint's float is parading, the daughters of the big families in Yancheng are here, everyone is ready to dip in the blessings of the mother, at this critical time, what are you making a fuss about, colliding with the mother, you look good." ”

Yue Xiaoqiu was numbly poked by the old lady's finger and staggered, and nodded slowly: "Yes, yes." ”

The old lady saw that she was no longer talking nonsense, and she refocused her attention on the parade of floats.

Han Yu slowly raised his head and looked at his ...... Xiaoqiu, silent for a long time, unconsciously showed empty resentment on her face, and two lines of tears flowed.

Suddenly, a child appeared in the small noodle shop, rushed forward a few steps, rushed to the side of the float, and put a clean, beautiful flower woven in small steps.

His right hand was strangely twisted, and it was as thin as a chicken's claw, and it couldn't be stretched, but the flower was very delicately braided.

The people dressed as guards next to the float did not stop them, but showed amiable smiles.

The boy pursed his lips, and a subtle smile appeared on his dark face.

Yue Xiaoqiu was furious, rushed over and grabbed him to his side, angry, and lowered his voice and roared: "How many times have I said it, that is your enemy, everyone in the other side of the city is your enemy, how can you, how can you ......"

Infinite despair rose in her heart, and her hands tightened more and more.

The child was pinched by her and his face turned blue, his lips were purple, and he was out of breath when he saw it, but he still didn't struggle at all, and she pinched it, fortunately, the old lady next to her noticed that something was wrong, slapped her hand over, pulled the child to her side, and said angrily: "I'm sick again, hey, I told Ah Cheng a long time ago, this woman is crazy, that stupid boy just doesn't listen, people marry back, and kill themselves, and throw trouble to me, a mother!" ”

scolded vigorously, the old lady's heart was not bad, looked at the child's neck, took out the wound medicine from his pocket to apply it to him, the action was skillful, and it was obvious that it was not the first time to do it: "Your mother is sick, stay away from her, don't keep messing with her." ”

The little boy did not speak, and the old lady was accustomed to it, saying her own words and doing her own thing.

Yue Xiaoqiu was pushed and fell to the ground, very close to Han Yu, but Han Yu didn't reach out to help her. It's not just that the tendons are broken and can't be helped, but it's also that they are too cowardly to reach out.

The fat body was close to the ground, and after eating a mouthful of muddy water, Yue Xiaoqiu was in a trance, tears rolled down, thinking of the suffering of these years, his heart ached like a knife.

That year, she was pregnant and desperately escaped, just wanting to save herself and Brother Han Yu's child, she wanted to find Brother Feng Yun, but Brother Feng Yun was gone, she couldn't find it at all, she had a big belly, the rivers and lakes were in turmoil, all kinds of terrible things happened one after another, she desperately lived desperately, there was only one belief, to give birth to Brother Han Yu's child!

Later, she had no choice but to follow a little cook, thinking that she was a dignified princess of the Yue Kingdom, and she had fallen to such a point, how sad! But what is the way, she doesn't dare to go to the big town, the tentacles of the other side of the city are everywhere, she is afraid that she will be caught back, and she is afraid that the child will be hurt again. She originally thought that she had hands and feet, how could she raise a child and live well, but she never knew that it was so difficult to sell calligraphy and paintings on the street, and it turned out that a poor scholar who had studied hard for many years could write much better than her and paint much better than her.

Thinking that she is arrogant, how can she stand those mediocre people picking and choosing, pointing fingers, and making only enough money to make ends meet, and this kid ...... He is the biggest disaster in the world, he almost killed himself when he was born, he cried all day and all night after birth, and he didn't stop for a while, for a while, she heard the child's cry and wanted to poke her ear, and once, she even made a mistake and almost strangled the child to death!

There was really no way, she had to commit herself to a little cook, and she secretly gave birth, but this child became more and more terrifying, his body would emit a green, especially disgusting light, like a ghost, often screaming, ghosts crying wolf, she could only desperately hide his abnormality, for fear of being seen.

But only the crying made the neighbors uneasy, and when they were three or four years old, they were the most terrible, whoever touched them would hit them, and a slap would break their tendons.

In the end, there was no way but to tie him up, until he was seven years old, he finally quieted down, but his hands and feet became distorted and disabled, but Yue Xiaoqiu breathed a sigh of relief, even if she was disabled, fortunately, it was not as terrible as before, she had reached the limit, if she continued to raise people like evil ghosts, one day she would either force herself to death, or force her to kill her own flesh and blood.