Meng Li couldn't help but feel compassion, she reined in the horse and got off the horse.

While getting some dry food out of the space.

The man himself had not eaten for several days, and he had no strength to pull his wife up from the ground.

And his wife was already in a trance, extremely weak, as if she could not understand him.

"Uncle, aunt." Meng Li stopped them.

In fact, if you look closely, this man and woman are not so old, I am afraid that they are only in their forties, and it should only be because they have been devastated by life.

The man looked at him with sincere fear, bowed his hand helplessly, and asked cautiously, "Girl, are we in the way......

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