Pang Yuan and the two nodded.

The two little children who were playing on the side saw another stranger coming in, and they were a little nervous, hiding behind the young woman, staring at the two big round eyes, black and white, and secretly looked at Tong Hu and them.

The two children, a boy and a girl, were very lovely, very young, but two or three years old, and less than the waist of a woman.

The little boy was a little scared, and when he saw everyone staring at him, his fleshy little hands tightly grasped the hem of the young woman's skirt and refused to let go.

Huzi stretched out his hand curiously, wanting to tease him, but as soon as he got closer, the little boy shrank back in fear, his nose wrinkled, his mouth deflated, and he was about to cry.

"This ......"

Huzi hurriedly retreated, scratched his head in embarrassment, and stood there, feeling a little overwhelmed, Pang Yuan was watching from the side with amusement.

Aunt Xiulan turned around and coaxed the little boy softly, which made him laugh, and the little boy sat down in the back again, seriously breaking his fingers, muttering slightly, ignoring the others.

The other little girl was a little taller, and seemed to be older than the little boy, with chubby arms and legs, but her temperament was very lively, and she was not afraid of life, and she got used to it after a while.

The little girl walked around Pang Yuan and the others, and Huzi was also childlike, leading her to play under the kang, and she was very happy to play.

"Xiulan, don't stop, continue to talk about the situation in the outside world. ”

"Pang Yuan, you also sit here and listen carefully. ”

The village chief watched them playing, touched the neatly trimmed bush on the side of his mouth, and didn't pay attention to them, but turned his head and asked Aunt Xiulan on the other side.

"Yes, village chief. But I'm a woman, and I don't know much, so don't be surprised. ”

"Our family comes from a small village on the border..."

Aunt Xiulan nodded, without refusal, and told everything she knew.

Pang Yuan listened very carefully on the side, his eyes fixed on the woman opposite, and the frolicking next to him was completely ignored by him.

Listening to this, the young man's face gradually became serious like that of the village chief sitting next to him, and he lost the ease and comfort he had when he came.

According to Aunt Xiulan, who fled the country, the family originally came from a small village at the junction of the border between the three countries.

The country to which the village belongs is called Daliang, and Daliang is a small country that is not ranked in strength at all among the outside countries, and its status is humble.

Daliang is weak, backed by endless forests and seas, and close to the two great powers of Great Wei and Great Liao, so he can only be cautious and survive in the cracks, not daring to offend his neighbors at all.

If the country is still like this, the life of the people under its rule will naturally not be satisfactory.

In troubled times, big fists are the last word.

The two great powers of Great Wei and Great Liao have strong military strength, compete all year round, and the border wars are continuous, and they do not care about the feelings of a small country, and often fight directly within the borders of the Great Liang State.

And the small village where Xiulan's aunt and her sisters are located is precisely at the junction of the borders of the three countries, and the soldiers are in chaos, and there are small groups of rebels who loot from time to time.

How can this kind of small village have oil and water to fish, the villagers are all poor, it is difficult to solve the problem of food and clothing, it can be said that they are living in dire straits.

Originally, Aunt Xiulan lived with her husband, and both of them devoutly worshiped Taoism, worshipping every day, and their lives could barely be maintained.

Later, they had two children, and the couple was full of joy, thinking that the next days would be full of hope and hope.

However, the good times were short-lived.

During a chaotic crossing, the rout robbed the family of their only rations, and Aunt Xiulan's husband was killed by the fierce rout for resisting, and she took her two young children to hide in the cellar and escaped luckily.

The sky at home has fallen, there is no living rations, and the chaotic environment, Aunt Xiulan is alone with her two children, and she really can't support it.

At this time, in the small village, the villagers who originally lived here had fled, and only some of the old, weak, sick and disabled were left, and they had seen death and did not want to run around anymore.

Aunt Xiulan thought about dying, but the two children around her who were waiting to be fed gave her the strength to support her and let her survive.

She only thought in her heart that she must live with her two children!

She remembers hearing from the old people in the village that there seemed to be human beings living in this vast and endless forest.

A glimmer of hope rose in Aunt Xiulan's heart, and she made up her mind to stay away from here with the children and survive in death.

With the only little dry food left at home and half of the dilapidated Daozun tablet, she carried her baggage, pulled her two children and resolutely went on the road.

What happened later, Pang Yuan, they were also clear.

They are one big and two young, a family of three, sleeping in the open air, hungry and cold, Aunt Xiulan was found by the villagers in a coma on the side of the road, carried back to the mountain village, and only then did she pick up a life.

When Pang Yuan heard about Aunt Xiulan's experience, his expression was complicated, and he sighed secretly in his heart.

The past is unbearable......

And at this time.

Thinking back on her own experience again, Aunt Xiulan was sad, her eyes were red, her voice was choked, and she was already in tears, crying silently.

The two children in the house were overwhelmed by their mother's sudden tears of grief and weeping, and they also grinned for a while and began to cry.

"Village chief, the lives of our family of three are saved by you, the great kindness of the village, Xiulan can't repay it, and she is willing to be a cow and a horse in the future to repay the grace of saving her life!"

"Plop" sound.

Aunt Xiulan actually knelt down directly towards the village chief, and then kowtowed vigorously again and again.

The skin on her forehead turned red instantly, but Aunt Xiulan just bowed mechanically, as if she didn't know the pain.