"Where's Yunling?" Sang Jiaojiao was a little surprised.

They didn't even run?

The corners of Weimu's mouth twitched, and his face was strange, "Not only did they not run, but they also completely moved the entire tribe over." ”

In these years, are even strange things produced in a litter?

Say Yunling, Yunling to.

Shui Qin led a group of people of old and young to cry and cry, so pitiful.

It's just that they don't rain when it thunders, and a few grades of juniors squeeze their eyes hard, and they don't squeeze out a few tears.

Elder Shuiqin had a big eye.

This doll is too beautiful and funny, and it has not inherited the fine traditions of Yunling at all.

"Sister, look at us people, eat less and work more."

Zhou Sheng and Bai Shu were pushed up by Shui Qin, picking and picking like pork, "Go quickly, show off your muscles." ”

If you want to talk about Zhou Sheng and Bai Shu's feelings now, it is called a water and fire.

I knew what it was, why did I humiliate the Cangyi people in the first place.

The sweetness they had tasted at the beginning turned into the bitterness they had to eat now.

Bitter, bitter~

I managed to escape from the hooves of the beasts and finally returned home.

Thinking that I have suffered outside, I can always feel the sweetness when I go home.

As a result, when the ragged clothes finally walked home to see, even the home was gone, and the ancestral land was scraped off three layers of skin and taken away.

They thought they were not only hurting their bodies, but also their brains.

Otherwise, it would have been ten days, and the thieves on this land would be clean.

No, you can only drag your injured body and look for your home everywhere, not to mention the process.

I finally found it, and I still have to be disliked by the patriarch and elders.

It's all evil when you think about it, and when something happens, the sky changes.

Zhou Sheng and Bai Shu were reluctant, but they were still pressed on the head by Shui Qin, indicating that they were soft.

During this period, Daman kept dangling around Bai Shu, and finally cultivated his Yin Yang Strange Qi Technique to the top, and then gave up.

It is also worth mentioning that among the people who moved in with the Yunling tribe, there was also a sixty-six-year-old woman.

Sang Jiaojiao was happily surrounded by several handsome juniors, and was a little surprised when she suddenly heard that an old woman asked to see her.

Wei He explained in detail at the beginning, "It's Aunt Yilan, fifty years ago, I met with the grandfather of the Yunling tribe, and I went to live there." ”

"It's just that her life is not good, she has only lived together for five years, and she didn't even have a child left, and her grandfather is gone."

"Until now, she has lived alone without children and daughters."

"Before, we said several times that we wanted to take her back to the tribe, but she couldn't let go of that big family."

"When Grandpa died, his younger brothers and sisters were still young, and he was afraid that life would be difficult for a widowed mother."

Sang Jiaojiao nodded, and suddenly said to Wei He: "She's here, you go and pick her up." ”

Wei He is inexplicable, or obedient to the words of the execution.

It wasn't until she walked to the periphery of the tribe that Wei He understood why Dawu asked her to come and pick up people.

The other one looked to be in his early fifties, and he was entangled with Aunt Ilan, and he stopped in front of her, just not letting her pass.

That person Wei He had a little impression that he was Aunt Yilan's sister-in-law and the elder sister of that grandfather.

The two looked like they were having a lot of trouble with each other.

Wei He didn't rush over, and listened to them from a distance not too close.

"Sister-in-law, do you have to make a fuss like this?"

"Now that you are so old, when your mother died, you also made my brother swear that I would definitely let my nephews and nieces support you in the future."

"Why do you hold on to these things?" I don't understand the metaphor, can't An An live a life?

"My sister-in-law also said she didn't mind."

Ilan straightened her back, and her old face could vaguely see the beauty and charm of her youth.

The years have left ruthless marks on her face, but they have portrayed her more gracefully.

Beauty is in the bones and not in the skin, even if she is gray-haired now, she is still an elegant and intellectual grandmother.

Different from the rough and wild beauty that is common in the tribe, Elan is a dark orchid that appears in the Cangcang Plain.

"She doesn't mind? Of course she doesn't mind. ”

"What does she have to mind, for forty-seven years, she has enjoyed the treatment of that man for forty-seven years."

"You don't have to serve a weird mother-in-law, you don't have to raise a younger sibling. You only need to be coquettish every day, enjoy the romance of the wind and snow with men, and the four seasons are like songs. ”

"Even their children are probably raised with the money I worked so hard for."

Ilan looked sarcastically at the sister-in-law in front of her, whom she had almost raised as a daughter.

The funny thing is that all these years she has been thinking that her husband who died after going up the mountain to pick flowers for her is not actually dead.

Not only did he live well, but he also started a new family with other women.

Even, all of them knew that the man was still alive and well, but they chose to hide it from her.

Forty-seven years of hiding from her.

Most of her life has passed like this.

How ridiculous you see, in the end, if she can let their children support her in old age, does she have to be grateful?

How can there be such a good thing in the world?

Miao Yu looked unnatural, and his voice was weak, "Sister-in-law, what's the point of talking about this now." ”

"This man doesn't have to look ahead."

"It's come to this, it's better to let go of others and let yourself go."

Wei He spoke out at the right time, "Auntie..."

The metaphor is like a ghost, panicked. I don't know how much the other party heard what he said just now.

She pleaded and glanced at Elan, her lips squirming silently, "Sister-in-law, please." ”

Yilan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were indifferent, "I'm sorry for you." ”

Seeing this, Miao Yu smiled reluctantly, "Sister-in-law, the little cubs are waiting for you at home, they said they would wait for you to come back and play with you." ”

"They also said that they liked my aunt and mother-in-law the most."

Yilan smiled, didn't respond to a word, straightened his back, and left with Wei He.

Along the way, Wei He was peeking at this aunt.

Miserable, a miserable word with a capital letter.

"At first, they would lie to me, but later, they have grown up and no longer need me, so they don't bother to hide it anymore."

"If it weren't for the accident in Yunling, and even now they have moved directly into Cangyi, they feel that they are not at fault at all."

Wei He: "Dirty, our barren aunt and grandmother didn't let them do this." ”

"You know, there's that one here, even if we poke a hole in the sky, it's fine." Wei He mysteriously attached himself to Yilan's ear and said, "Also, the one who likes to toss people the most." ”

"You're angry, you're so energetic, the more outrageous, the happier she looks."

Sang Jiaojiao, who was crooked on the soft couch, heard Weihe so blatantly destroy her reputation.

What's the matter, she's bad, but she's also a good girl.

Are you polite to denigrate yourself like this?

Sang Jiaojiao: It's another day when Feng Ping was killed.

As soon as Ilan entered the inner room, her back straightened, and she knelt on the ground, only then did she dare to show her weakness.

Sang Jiaojiao squinted, "What do you want?" ”

Wei He kept glancing at Yilan beside him: Say it quickly, say it quickly, but don't be soft-hearted.

"I want them to go through what I have suffered, to suffer what I have suffered, to feel the pain I have felt."

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Miao Yu clenched her hands and kept pacing in the room, and the son and daughter next to her couldn't persuade her.

No matter how much she talks, the grandmother, who has never said anything heavy, is like crazy, arresting and scolding whom.

The two children shouted that they couldn't stand it, and provoked a lot of ridicule from the metaphor, "Let you spoil and bribe your aunt well, have you listened to me?" ”

"Eh, I don't know what the patriarch and Elder Shuiqin think, I'm afraid my brain is funny."

"If they hadn't come here, we'd still be living in the tribe right now."

"Why go to other people's territory to see people's eyes."

The words in the mouth of the metaphor became more and more unbearable, and the patriarch and the elders were arranged.

If they are caught, they will be expelled from the tribe at least and subject to the rules of the tribe.

As soon as he arrived, he listened to an ear of rebellious remarks, and immediately scolded: "Shut up for me." ”

Miao Yu was aggrieved, pouting and muttering dissatisfiedly, "Isn't it? ”

"Look at where we live, where is not to our liking, where is it more comfortable than living at home."

Miao Zhi: "Patriarch, they naturally have their considerations. ”

"I told you to coax your sister-in-law well, did you do it?" That's what Miao Chi worries about the most.

I knew it earlier, but I had been hiding it from the beginning. Otherwise, now, with the identity of the sister-in-law Cangyi clan, they are much more proud than others.

Metaphor: "I did it, but I said all the good things, and she still has a hard heart." ”

"I'm afraid that if she is proud now, it will be unfavorable to her eldest brother."

Miaozhi said: "No, my sister-in-law is soft-hearted." ”

"When the time comes, I will send a few little grandchildren to her and make her happy, and this matter will be revealed."

"Little sister-in-law, you remind me, when who doesn't know her little thoughts, don't humiliate people endlessly."

Sang Jiaojiao was in front, Yilan was behind, and there was a team of more than a dozen Cangyi clansmen behind.

It's still those people, it's still that kind of smell, and the posture of picking up the corner of the wall is becoming more and more proficient.

It's true that where there is gossip, there are them, and they listen to them with relish.

The two brothers and sisters discussed countermeasures, talking about how to coax Yilan's words, and then how to make their eldest brother say a few soft words.

Miao Zhi's son, with two three-year-old cubs in his arms, came from Elder Shuiqin's place.

Before he entered the house, he was frightened by the black head behind the door.

Sang Jiaojiao smiled, her index finger against her lips, "Shhhhhhh ”

Miaozhi and his son are dying, and the more his father and aunt talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, and the more they talk about it, the more they go too far.

is still proud, self-righteous and stupid without knowing it. He's going to be.

I didn't dare to open my mouth to remind, and I was even more afraid that the two of them who were open-mouthed would say more excessive things, and they would think about it for a while.

The hand was on the soft flesh of the doll and pinched it heavily.

Immediately, the two little dolls were so painful that their little faces were wrinkled, like little bitter melons.

Small mouth, big voice. The sound of the howl was earth-shattering.

woke up the two people who were talking about Zhenghuan inside.

The two turned their heads in confusion and faced a dozen pairs of dark and straight eyes.

Sang Jiaojiao took the lead in saying hello: "Hello, what you said just now is very good, don't say it next time." ”

Miaozhi's brain turned quickly, crying and mourning, and hurriedly wanted to justify: "Sister-in-law, that's definitely not my psychological words." ”

Sang Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Then you guess, do we believe each other?" ”

Miao Yu broke the jar and broke, "Sister-in-law, you promised your mother to take good care of us, have you forgotten?" ”

"Really? I'm going to have to ask your grandmother. ”

Miaoyu Miaozhi had a question mark in his head, "How do you ask?" "Their grandmother has been dead for several years, can they still ask the dead?

Sang Jiaojiao's lips opened slightly, her voice was gentle and soft, but the words in her mouth were terrifying, "Weihe, you will take someone to dig up the body of their grandmother later." ”

"Let's go and ask if there's such a thing."

Clever Wisdom: "You...."

Two elderly people in their fifties who already have grandchildren are crying like children.

Miaozhi's own son felt ashamed of himself.

This thing, toothless children make trouble, and it can make people feel distressed.

If the people who have both legs buried in the soil make trouble, it will be annoying.

They don't think that if they make a fuss, they will end up like a child.

Shui Qin, who rushed to hear the news, looked mean and fierce, and directly covered the two of them with their mouths and forked away like a dominatrix.

Bad luck, almost ruined my image in the eyes of my best friend.

She also has a sister-in-law of the Cangyi tribe for them, and the treatment for them is a little better.

Take it back, take it all back now.

Miaozhi's son wanted to say a few soft words to Ilan.

The little cub in his arms parroted ahead of him, "She is not a real aunt and mother-in-law, but Uncle and Mother-in-law Kexin are real." ”

"Yes, yes, you're right, she's not your aunt and mother-in-law."

"So, good dolls don't take strangers' things."

Sang Jiaojiao said slowly in the frightened eyes of the doll's father: "Later, let Yilan go and get her own things back herself." ”

"Be good, don't resist, or else..."

Wei He kept pulling Sang Jiaojiao's sleeves behind him, "Da Wu, are we talking too evil?" ”

Sang Jiaojiao ignored it: I didn't hear it.

——-

In this world, in addition to the four large tribes, there are also a few small villages with very few people scattered among several tribes.

Not bound by tribal rules, free, and not enjoying the comfort and comfort brought by the tribe.

This does not include Miaoxuan and his family.

Their family is an outlier in this small village of less than 20 households.

Compared with the poor and insecure life of the family next to them, it is obvious that Miaoxuan and they live better.

The men of their family do not have to go out to hunt, and they have their own family members to provide for them.

The women in his family are the same, they don't have to worry about planting and farming, they are all grandmothers, and they are still like women in their forties and fifties, and their charm is still there.

It's just that their envy is limited to today.

Today, the family is no different from them.

Miao Xuan didn't know about the impending disaster, the seventy-year-old man, still learning to hold the old lady in his arms as if he was young, and kissed him affectionately.

The son and daughter on the side were accustomed to it and quipped: "The relationship between Abba and Grandma has been the same for decades." ”