Hearing this, He Haocong pursed his lips disapprerovingly.

Fuwa?

How does he think that his sister is the proper Fuwa?

Since having Zhaozhao, the life of the whole family has been thriving.

Since the old mansion drove Zhao Zhao out, there have been many incidents, and the recent days have not been peaceful.

On the contrary, since their family was separated from the old house, life has become more and more prosperous, and now someone has sent things to the door and built their new house.

And that heavy rain......

Thinking of the heavy rain before, He Haocong's eyes quickly flashed a trace of something.

He Zhaozhao didn't notice these at all, all she thought about was being her sister.

After thinking about it, He Zhaozhao suddenly raised his head and said to the leader in front of him very excitedly, "You wait for me." ”

After speaking, He Zhaozhao ran to the side, pulled out a weed from the ground, and knitted it into a bracelet.

She pinched the bracelet and said something in her mind before handing it over to the leader.

"Bringing this to my younger brother is a 100-day gift from my sister."

He Zhaozhao's voice was delicate and soft, and the whole person looked naïve.

Xia Chunlian's face changed slightly, and her face suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"Zhaozhao, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you just pull out the weeds and give them away? ”

Saying that, Xia Chunlian stepped forward with a smiling face: "This soldier should give me this, and let's see if there is anything that can be given as a gift to the little boy." ”

Giving a 100-day gift is a bracelet made of only a piece of weed, which is too distracting.

Besides, the front foot of the family helped their family a lot, and they also sent so much food......

But if they were asked to come up with some decent gifts, people like them would really not be able to take them out.

Xia Chunlian was feeling distressed, but she saw that the leader held the bracelet in He Zhaozhao's hand with both hands, and cherished it in a delicate lotus wrap, and then hid it on her chest.

"No need, the things sent by Miss He Zhaozhao are the best, and there is no shortage of other things in the General's Mansion, so there is no need to bother."

He said this sincerely, long before leaving Beijing, the main mother had already said that if Miss He Zhaozhao asked her to bring anything back to Beijing, no matter how high or low, she would bring it back.

You must know that the lives of the little boy and the entire general's mansion were saved by the little girl in front of him, if it weren't for this little girl, I am afraid that the little boy would be dead now.

He Zhaozhao looked at the leader who knew him like this, and immediately nodded with satisfaction.

This bracelet is indeed made of weeds, but it is attached to the blessing of Fuwa, which can help people turn evil into good fortune and solve most disasters.

Xia Chunlian didn't know the reason and looked a little embarrassed.

This weed-woven bracelet is too much to take as a gift, but since people have accepted it, she can't say anything.

As the minutes passed, the soldiers outside came to urge again, and the leader did not delay any longer, and after taking his leave, he walked out quickly.

As he walked, he lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "Isn't Lord Xuan still not found?"

"No, now that the capital is in chaos, I don't know what the situation is."

"Then we're going to hurry back."

After saying that, the leader turned on his horse and led the team to leave quickly.

But when they drove some distance away, they suddenly realized that something was wrong with the scene around them.

The leader couldn't help but stop his horse, turned his head to look, and saw that the vegetation was lush and vibrant, with Hejia Village as the center and spreading outward for thirty miles.

Most of the fields have already sprouted ears of rice, and they are full of greenery.

But thirty miles away, the surrounding weeds had dried up and turned yellow, and the soil on the ground cracked so badly that it looked like a drop of rain had not fallen.

The leader froze in place, and couldn't help but frown.

What the hell is going on?

He always felt that these things were unspeakably weird, but his intuition after many years of marching told him that all of this was related to Miss He Zhaozhao.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly raised his head and explained to the soldiers around him: "After returning to Beijing, everything in Hejia Village was forgotten, as if we had never been here. ”

"Yes!"

Regardless of whether there is Miss Zhaozhao's handwriting or not, what she can do is to cover up her existence, so as not to be remembered by those who have a heart.

Hearing that the officers and soldiers who had been living near He Zhaozhao's house had left, many villagers immediately went out and came to He Zhaozhao's house curiously to watch.

But as soon as they arrived, they found that the cowshed had been cleaned up, and where was there any shadow of people living there? Instead, the goats, pheasants and hares brought back from the mountains moved in.

"Look, what's that?"

Just when everyone was wondering, they found a tall brick house standing on the piece of land bought by the second house of the He family.

The villagers couldn't help but gasp.

"I heard that those officers and soldiers were building houses for them before, but I didn't expect it to be true, and they were built so quickly......

"It takes a lot of money to build such a nice house...... Tut-tut, they were separated from the old mansion, and they were considered developed, and I don't know if they saved some private money behind Mrs. He's back on weekdays, or they had a living to make money, so I didn't tell them at all. ”

A lot of people think it's sour.

They can count how many houses there are in the village.

Originally, he was still poor and white, and he went out of the house in the second room, but suddenly there were nobles to help?

Just when someone wanted to continue to say a few sour words, a light cough suddenly came from the side.

Everyone looked for prestige, and saw the village chief appear in everyone's sight.

The village chief swept around with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Life is too good now, that's why you came to talk cool in front of others?" ”

Hearing the village chief's tone, the person who originally wanted to speak suddenly closed his mouth.

The village chief snorted coldly: "It's only been a few days, and some people have forgotten, why did our village survive?" ”

Thinking of that bloody night, everyone couldn't help but shudder.

That night, if it weren't for the soldiers who came to look for He Zhaozhao, most of the people in their village would not have escaped the clutches of the Gentiles.

To put it bluntly, they were able to stand here alive because of He Zhaozhao's blessings.

For a moment, the jealous villagers wilted like frosted eggplants.

"Okay, everyone has their own business, let's disperse, it's okay to think about how to make the grain harvest in the field better, the rice that finally survived, let's be extra careful, don't come to other people's houses all day long and gossip."

After sending away the villagers who wanted to see the excitement in a few words, the village chief walked to the door of the He family's new house.

Looking at the tall house in front of him, he frowned, looking thoughtful.