Li Wenyun raised his thin right arm, stretched out his skinny right finger to reach his head, gently and frequently scratched his convex forehead a few times, and recalled seriously. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Ah? What's going on? Why do I seem to be confused by Sister Yun's series of narrations just now? Those, those hundreds of thousands of knife-wielding men dressed in gray and black clothes really escorted one of your adoptive fathers who borrowed their loan sharks home that afternoon? Your adoptive father borrowed their money, but he had such a big pomp? What I can't understand even more is that all the knife bearers that night were unconventional, neither arresting your adoptive father nor disturbing your family's life until the sun rose high the next day!"

At this moment, Yingying, the owner of the Red Mansion who was always the most noble and the most beautiful and charming in the entire winged Red Mansion bedroom, couldn't help but suddenly turn to her side, facing Li Wenyun, who was standing on the surface of the west side of the room, and sighed suspiciously.

"Anyway, that's exactly what happened! Until now, I've been confused. ”

Li Wenyun blinked twice, and stared at Yingying for a moment with beautiful black eyes that looked like an apricot kernel, and then said to her with certainty.

"However, Sister Yun mentioned in her words just now that your adoptive father suddenly offered to flee with the whole family after having breakfast with his family the next day!

Jiu Tu still lay down on his side, his right arm propped up on the ground, his orange left arm raised slightly, and he couldn't help but stroke the top of his smooth and smooth orange little head, and blinked his little eyes twice after the question was spoken, looking very interested in knowing the answer to the next.

"My sister and I were very surprised, and we couldn't believe it, we couldn't imagine it. Because in those days of ecstasy in life, the intuition given to our sisters was that we could not escape the following of the knife-wielding man with the striking debt tattoo on the left chest of the front of the clothes, and we did not dare to think deeply, because we were afraid that we would incur the destruction of the whole family because of the sneaking away with our adoptive father and adoptive mother! We also did not know how the adoptive father and the adoptive mother had discussed and communicated the night before, and after breakfast that morning, the adoptive mother's opinion was almost exactly the same as that of the adoptive father! Anyway, after my adoptive father's suggestion to run away that day, my adoptive mother didn't look like she had changed her face, and she fully agreed with it afterwards!"

Li Wenyun recalled the strange scene that happened at that time, and then she wrinkled her high forehead slightly, and her withered yellow face showed a melancholy expression.

"And then, your adoptive father and adoptive mother were really bold enough to take you two sisters and quietly escape in broad daylight?"

Ah Meng sat on the top of the bed and sat down again, still asking very uneasy in his heart.

Li Wenyun lowered his high and convex forehead, lowered his thin arms and long hair at the same time, sighed deeply, and then slowly raised his head again, and looked at Ah Meng, who had been blown by the wind with a pair of beautiful eyes, unhurriedly, but also innocently continued to explain:

"At first, my sister and I thought they were joking, but after the adoptive father finished his decision, the adoptive mother nodded vigorously, and then the adoptive mother got up and went straight into the house. At that time, my sister and I both became stupid, and shook our heads innocently, thinking that they were making us happy, but after a while, my adoptive mother really carried two big burdens from the house, and nothing else. After a while, my adoptive father sat at the table and looked at me and my sister for a long time, then got up, took my sister and me's hands, and led my adoptive mother and us straight downstairs.

Moreover, after arriving downstairs, my adoptive father and adoptive mother did not inform anyone in the township again, but intercepted a large carriage that seemed to be driving out of the city from the wide street on the south side of my inn, and took my sister and me to the west immediately, turned onto the winding path, passed through the long pine forest area northwest of Guyuan City, and slipped into the more and more desolate and sparsely populated area of the occasional village, about the northwest of Guyuan City, and walked far, far away.

My sister and I were terrified along the way, even though our adoptive father and adoptive mother used a wide headcloth to cover our heads and most of our bodies. Because we were all afraid that our adoptive father, who had been chasing us all along, would suddenly chase after us and catch our whole family. And as we felt that the place near us was becoming more and more silent, cold, and uninhabited, we were more afraid that some bad people would stop us in our way! On the other hand, on the other hand, after we had traveled halfway through the road, when it was dark that day, my adoptive father told the coachman who was driving the carriage to stop and rest, and my sister and I were found by my adoptive father when the cloth covering our heads was lifted that our family had reached a barren mountain range, and it seemed to be a big carriage driving on a cliff, and the sky was dark and unclear nearby. The night breeze was cold, but my sister and I gazed at the much older adoptive face sitting on the top of the big rock, and we saw his resolute and weak face. That evening, my sister and I, probably because of our young age, felt that there would be no more knife-wielding men in the treacherous mountains around us, and we stared at our adoptive mother almost in unison. Under the dark sky, my adoptive mother's eyes were fixed on my sister and me. Her vision was vague and vague with all kinds of unrelenting feelings. That evening, my sister and I both threw ourselves into our adoptive mother's arms. My adoptive mother is the hardest one since I was a child, and she is also the one who loves me and Sakura the most. Because we were so entangled in our feelings with our parents that evening, that when we looked back later, Sakura and I suddenly remembered that we had both ignored the man with the big hat who had been running the carriage for us all this time. (To be continued.) )