Living in troubled times, how difficult should it be for a woman to raise a child alone?

None of us are that woman, and we can't say anything about her suffering. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even though she has the skills of the rivers and lakes, but the hands of the enemy are too hard, and the children are too young, how can she be willing to take the children to the rivers and lakes?

Moreover, the child's father has died, and this child is all her reliance and hope, and it is also the evidence that the people of the mountains, forests and reefs have come to this world.

Therefore, the beggar endured the sorrow, lived in a simple way, ignored the fearful words of others, and raised Jiao'er alone in the dress of a girl.

Fortunately, there was an inexplicable gold to help her, and the gold that was placed in the courtyard every night was not known to be a gift from whom.

This matter is extremely secret and little is known.

But the man in white said it like a treasure.

even provoked the three old men of the rivers and lakes to wait for a while.

When the hearts of the three old men were full of bitterness, Liu Chunjia's tears had already slid across their faces, and Mei Xiaoyan's eyes were already red.

The man in white took two more sips of wine, nodded and smiled: "I just said something you know, and now I'll talk about something you don't know." ”

He finally said something useful, and drew everyone's attention, staring at his wine-filled mouth.

There was a smile at the corner of her mouth, and she was drunk with two words: "The child raised by the beggar in the world is not her biological child." ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

Liu Chunjia covered her red lips, and Mei Xiaoyan's fist holding the hilt of the sword was already white.

The man in white didn't seem to see all this, and continued to say proudly: "The beggar was also a generation of heroines, in order to avoid the enemy's cutting of grass and roots, of course she would not raise her own children by her side. This trick of changing the tanuki for the prince is not a clever strategy, but it is really useful. ”

It was her fear that she set up a separation plan for twenty years.

can't raise Jiao'er with her own hands, how bitter should she be in her heart?

Qingtian Meteor's eyes were full of sourness, and her voice was gloomy: "She treats us as poisonous snakes and beasts, and she treats us as pigs and dogs." ”

After hearing his lamentation, Yinhua lowered the sword in her hand on a rainy night, and sighed a few times in the mixed river flying fish: "Everything is retribution, and it is a retribution that has been delayed for twenty years." ”

"So. The man in white asked softly, "Do you know who I am now?"

"Are you...... The descendants of the people of the mountains, forests and reefs?"

"Impossible!" "It's impossible!" Mixed River Flying Fish cut into the words of Yinhua on a rainy night, stared at the man in white, forced the pain in his heart, and forced each other: "The Shanlinjiao man died twenty years ago, if his descendants grow up, they are only nineteen years old this year, and look at the appearance of their friends, please tell me clearly, who are you? How do you know these things?"

After a few forced questions, the man in white lowered his head, not knowing whether it was more drunk or some other reason, his face was even redder.

Fu raised his head again, and replied with a chuckle: "I am anxious because of my desire for revenge, so I am more anxious, and this kind of thing is not just happening to me." ”

Be an old soul?

No matter how old you are, can you still be a teenager?

The flying fish in the mixed river stared at the man in white, still full of suspicion, but he heard the blue sky meteor muttering: "Revenge, revenge, revenge." ”

With the sword in his ear, he turned his head to look, and on a rainy night, Yinhua had thrown away the sword in his hand, suddenly tore open his clothes, revealing his old chest, laughed three times, and said a few heroes to the man in white: "Twenty years ago, we made a big mistake, and today we can see the successors of the people of the mountains, forests and reefs, and they can die at the hands of his descendants, how happy it is!"

After saying bold words, Yinhua's eyes softened on a rainy night, like a loving elder, looking at the man in white, and smiled peacefully: "Child, come on." ”

The man in white stared at the heart of Yinhua on a rainy night, and at this time, Qingtian Meteor slowly got up, took up his rough hands, and his eyes caressed the man in white, warm, and his voice was soft: "Child, when your revenge is avenged, when the mother and son get together, give us a word to your mother, just say it...... Just say ......"

The rivers and lakes are cold-blooded, and people are approaching twilight, what kind of glory and sorrow have not been experienced? When he said this, the blue sky meteor choked up, and he couldn't say a word.

Mixed River Flying Fish had nothing to say, lifted the wine jar, raised his eyebrows and smiled at the man in white, and drank wine on the road.

Half a world of rivers and lakes, half a world of chaos, half a world of chaos, half a world of clear.

Half a world of heroes and half a world of bandits, a lifetime of turbid tears accompanied by wine.

The old men in the rivers and lakes have long put life and death out of the way, and they are ready.

"If you are a descendant of the people of the mountains, forests and reefs, who am I?" Mei Xiaoyan asked softly, asking the man in white.

"You?" the man in white turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of strangeness, as if he had seen the stupidest person: "You yourself should know who you are, why do you ask me?"

Mei Xiaoyan got up gently, and when he stood up, the sword was already unsheathed and rested on the neck of the man in white.

He had heard the man in white tell the story of the mountain and forest reef man and the troublesome beggar, and his tears finally fell, and he asked softly: "Who are you?"

Liu Chunjia cut a few steps and stayed by Mei Xiaoyan's side, she didn't have to wipe away the tears on her face.

Because, the tears never stopped.

was forced by the old people to ask for identity, and now, Mei Xiaoyan is forced to ask for identity.

The man in white sighed bitterly and replied helplessly: "You just asked who you are, and now you come to ask me who I am, or you can find a Lang Zhong to take a look." ”

"One more nonsense, I cut off your head!"

The sword blade approached the man in white, Mei Xiaoyan was full of hatred, and provoked the decadence of the man in white to sigh a few times: "Someone just wanted to release the blood in my cavity, and now someone is going to cut off my head, what kind of injustice am I?"

Between their two sentences, the three old men had already heard that the words were wrong, and the mixed river Feiyu looked directly at the sword in Mei Xiaoyan's hand, afraid that his hand would tremble and hurt the descendants of the Shanlin Jiao people, he said earnestly: "Child, aren't these two children the people you brought?"

"Them?" the man in white looked at the flying fish in the mixed river and shook his head: "This is the first time I have met them, did anyone say that they are my friends?"

Mei Xiaoyan stared at the Chaojiang Feiyu and laughed wildly: "Don't think that you want to avoid twenty years of grudges by acting in a play, this man in white is obviously your helper!"

"Them?" the man in white looked at Mei Xiaoyan and smiled lightly: "It's the first time I've met them, did anyone say they were my friends?"

The man in white replied exactly the same to both sides, which made several people suspicious.

Today, it was said that it was a closed-door gambling experience, and the old man thought that the man in white was the young man, but the young man thought that the man in white was the old man.

Just let him sneak into the casino in a daze, and won the whole game.

"Little friend!" Yinhua shouted loudly on a rainy night, and asked Mei Xiaoyan directly: "This is our private matter with the deceased, you put down the sword first, don't hurt him, if you want to win some lottery, I'll give it to you!"

While speaking, Yinhua took out a roll of silver tickets from her sleeve on a rainy night, flicked her fingers, and the silver ticket flew towards Mei Xiaoyan.

Mei Xiaoyan really removed the sword in her hand from the neck of the man in white, and pulled a few sword flowers in mid-air, but she smashed the silver ticket like a piece of snow.

The flying fish in the mixed river took this opportunity to shout: "Rob people!"

Qingtian Meteor made a move, counted the cold wind, and hit Liu Chunjia from the palm of his hand.