readx;? Because he felt that it was selling well, Yan Zhaoming deliberately went to the bookstore and bought a stack of raw rice paper and a bottle of ink for Yan Erya to practice calligraphy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Later, at Yan Shunhua's suggestion, he went to a small shop specializing in selling fabrics, and pulled two pieces of cotton cloth, one navy blue and one sky blue, and prepared to take them back to make winter clothes for the whole family of Yan Liu.

After buying, I couldn't help but secretly regret it, after all, unconsciously, as soon as I bought all kinds of things, the three taels of silver they received today were gone.

In these years, money is hard to earn, but it is not spent.

Yan Zhaoming picked up the goods and took his sister back to the place where he got off before. Yan Tian's mother and son are still nowhere to be seen.

"Little sister, are you hungry, do you want to eat a bowl of wontons?"

Yan Shunhua shook his head, and his gaze was withdrawn from a snack bar with an endless stream of customers in the distance.

She just felt a little at the prosperity of the other party's business, and she didn't mean to go in to have a look or even satisfy her hunger.

The brother and sister stood silently on the side of the road, in stark contrast to the constant flow of people around them.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya, are you also coming to the market?"

Yan Shunhua followed the voice and looked to the side, and found Zhou Yuping, who was pinned with a big red flower on her head, and was happily trotting towards her at the moment.

"Yes, what a coincidence. ”

Thinking of yesterday's incident, she said hello dryly, and even quietly moved a small step towards Yan Zhaoming.

Zhou Yuping didn't pay attention, and described to her the scene she saw in the market.

"You don't know, the clay figurines made by the old man are so lifelike, they really can't be more real, even my brother likes it when he sees it. You see, this is me, like me, like me, like me, like me, like me, like me, I knew you would say like. ”

Yan Shunhua took the clay figure and found that the facial features of the clothes were all the same, and even his own temperament could be vaguely seen from above. Obviously, it is not only realistic, but also quite expressive, and I can't help but put it down, holding it in my hand and looking over and over again.

"How much is it?"

"It's very cheap, only ten copper plates. Why don't you go and let the old man pinch one? ”

Zhou Yuping was full of interest, but Yan Shunhua was a little hesitant.

A clay figure is equivalent to two handfuls of green vegetables, which is more expensive than the sachet made by Yan Daya.

"If you like it, buy it. We're not short of that penny. ”

Yan Zhaoming saw that she was entangled, and he was immediately distressed and comforted.

She shook her head and handed it back, still deciding not to buy it.

Those pastries have already cost "expensive", and now they can save a penny. Anyway, it will be a long time coming, and when the family situation allows, she will come and buy one again.

Zhou Yuping obviously didn't understand why she liked it but didn't buy it, and kept persuading her to go over and take a look, maybe she would immediately change her mind and pay for it.

Yan Shunhua is naturally not so easy to be moved by a child, so the old god is just standing on the ground, just as if the other party is a singing happily, "chirp", "chirp", "chirp" is also quite pleasant.

"Go, go, go, go and see, that old man is from outside, he is going to Lingwu Town this time after selling here, you will regret it if you don't go, don't cry if you can't buy it then." ”

I don't know if it's because people are in good spirits on happy occasions, Zhou Yuping, who has always been shy, actually chattered, and there was a posture that she wanted to go over to witness the "miracle" in person no matter what.

Yan Shunhua was helpless, and finally asked that the vendor was not far away, so he told Yan Zhaoming to come back after a while. If Yan Tian and the others came and she hadn't returned, he would go to that place to find her.

She thought that she would be able to come back soon, but she didn't expect that as soon as she left, she would be directly taken away from the market by the ancient people who abducted professional households.

When she woke up groggily, she only vaguely saw a room full of children lying on the ground, or curled up slightly around herself, or lying flat on her back, as if she was at home.

Her body was slightly stiff and blocked, she bit her lip, forced herself to suppress the uneasiness in her heart, and then struggled to sit up.

This time, her vision was slightly clearer.

The first reaction, why are they all girls?

The second reaction, she was abducted by human traffickers?

Yan Shunhua frowned slightly, and in the faint light, she recognized several familiar faces.

Zhou Yuping, who snuggled up to her tightly and was unconscious.

A little girl who came to eat wild fruits, because she looked round, was nicknamed "fat girl" by her grandparents.

There were two more, but they surprised her. It was actually two maids I had met at the door of Yunxiu Shop, cloves and bamboo.

There are a total of thirteen people, except for Lilac, who are fourteen or fifteen years old, and the rest are little girls about the same age as her.

They should now be in the cellar of a family, with potatoes, sweet potatoes and wild fruits scattered around the wall. There are few, but they are enough for her to distinguish.

Except for the crack in the entrance above the head, a cold wind blew in from time to time, and there were earthen walls all around.

The carbon dioxide in the air was increasing, and Yan Shunhua began to feel tightness in his chest. She was already dizzy, and she had to open her mouth to gasp for air.

In order to alleviate the panic that was beginning to spread, she forced herself to climb to the wall, touched a wild fruit that looked still edible, wiped it with her sleeve at random, and gnawed it.

I don't know what kind of variety it is, but it tastes quite sweet, a little like a fragrant pear.

She ate slowly, reminiscing about the past.

When the third wild fruit was completely destroyed, she shook violently, and a cold stream rushed through her body.

She couldn't remember the man's face.

What does the ten-fingered man look like, the man who can make vivid works, the man who patiently tells stories to a group of children?

Yan Shunhua broke out in a cold sweat, his hands were bent into fists, and his eyes were straight.

She forgot!

She has always had a good memory, whether she recognizes people or things, she often never forgets it every few years. Especially for things that interest you, the images that remain in your mind will be particularly profound, and you can even identify them after ten years.

If she puts her mind into it, she can restore all the details of a house one by one, and she can find the person who has only one side of the relationship but makes her feel touched by the other party's eyes in the vast sea of people.

Some people say it's a passing eye, but she doesn't think so.

Her mother was even more than her, and she was able to tell all the people and situations she had experienced anytime and anywhere, so she always thought that she was just a little better in memory, but that genetic factors were at work.

I just didn't expect that she would have a day when she couldn't remember anything at all.

Maybe it's because of a different body that the powerful genes aren't working as usual?

Yan Shunhua smiled bitterly, his palms were wet and sticky, and before he could laugh at his negligence, he heard a faint voice from above.

It was so vague that she couldn't make out the content, but the footsteps were getting closer, closer and closer!