Lottery System: Ancient Escape

Chapter 179 Changing Faces (Thanks to Sha, Qing Hongzhuang, Mo for your support!)

Grandpa Zhao Second bandaged Mrs. Wang's wound in the carriage. The wound bled a lot, but luckily the wound was not too deep, but the bleeding stopped after a while.

Mrs. Wang is getting old, and she is still dizzy at the moment.

Only Aunt Jiang was left in the car to take care of Mrs. Wang, while the others got out of the car and hid in the canopy.

In the canopy, Miss Rong's original fair face was stained black by the mud.

Some aunts couldn't stand it, so they fetched water and asked him to clean it, but this girl Rong's attitude was really strange. He refused to wash his face. In his own words, that meant that he was allergic to rain and now had a rash on his face. It was full of pimples and itched very much. He was afraid that after washing his face, he would scare everyone.

Zhao Feiyu's explanation is absolutely admirable, this wave of operations is simply 666!

The old Jintou, who has always been not good at speaking, had just finished serving his wife in the carriage and fell asleep. At this time, his face was very gloomy. He walked into the canopy, and before he had time to wipe off the rain on his face, he went straight to Miss Rong. in front of.

Lao Jintou was obviously angry and pointed a finger at Miss Rong, his hand shaking with anger, "You... why are you so ignorant of good people's hearts? You... why are you..." he stammered After shaking for a long time, he hesitated to speak out his question.

The other two old ladies on the side also casually echoed: "Miss Rong, we also have good intentions, but why do you think we are just like a donkey?"

"Look, you pushed Mrs. Wang too hard! Now Mrs. Wang is still unconscious!"

At first, people didn't know what happened, but after a few old ladies talked to each other, they learned the whole story.

Village Chief Zhao didn't want to make this matter too big, so he acted as a peacemaker and said, "Okay, okay, everyone, don't blame Miss Rong, she is just a little girl, a child, who can do it?" Are you fussing over everything with your children!?"

After Village Chief Zhao said these words, everyone looked at Miss Rong. She was indeed a child at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and she was also a little girl. The original blame gradually dissipated.

Miss Rong is also a talent. At this time, he vividly portrayed the image of an innocent, wronged and strong little girl. Coupled with that little face covered in mud, it made people feel even more pitiful.

Miss Rong bowed deeply to Lao Jintou: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Aunt Wang! I really didn't mean it!"

Miss Rong's voice was very low, revealing grievances everywhere, and Lao Jintou couldn't blame a little girl too much, waved his hand, sighed, and ran back into the carriage again in the rain.

Zhao Feiyu sat on the side, like a crowd eating melons, and it was so sour to watch.

This Rong girl deserves to be the actress queen, oh no!It's the actor!
Those little expressions and little movements are quite spot on!

Rainstorms come and go quickly.After the torrential rain passed, the clansmen seized the time to continue on their way, and every second counted.

Finally, the hard work paid off, and they saw the smoke curling up in the distance before sunset.

It seems that there is a village in the distance for them to rest.Undoubtedly, the Zhao family is lucky!

The big guys rushed to this village before dark. This village is very small, with only a dozen families in front and back.

The person in charge of the village is a 50-year-old man surnamed Liu, who is the old patriarch of the village.

Patriarch Liu found two vacant courtyards for the Zhao family.Although the adobe house is a little dilapidated, but fortunately it can shelter from the wind and rain.

After a tiring day, the tribesmen could finally take a breath, ate some dry food early and rested.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Feiyu's closed eyes suddenly opened.

She groped and got up quietly, made the blankets for Yuan Bao and Er Nizi Wu who were beside her, and then opened the door.

Just now, the little blond hair of the system made a notification sound, and Miss Rong got up sneakily,

Holding the object, he quietly and skillfully avoided the sight of the patrol team, jumped over the wall and ran out of the courtyard.

Following Xiao Jin's instructions, Zhao Feiyu quietly followed Miss Rong.

Miss Rong didn't go far when she went out, Zhao Feiyu followed but didn't dare to approach, so she let Xiao Mi go.

Let Xiao Mi fly forward to do some reconnaissance, and she puts on her sunglasses.

So, in the sunglasses, Zhao Feiyu finally knew what Miss Rong was doing when she went out.

He walked to the small woods far away from the house, opened the fire folder, and lit a torch in his hand.

The weak sunlight from the torch shone on Miss Rong's face.At this moment, Miss Rong's original pretty appearance was gone.

The person in front of him had an image of a thin young man on one side of his face, while on the other half of his face, a black word "slave" was printed on his cheek.

At this moment, he is skillful, wearing something on his face.That action is like applying a mask in a previous life.

Of course, in this era, there is no mask at all.Since it wasn't a mask, Zhao Feiyu couldn't help thinking of a human skin mask, and the hairs all over her body stood upside down in disgust.

In a short while, what appeared in Zhao Feiyu's eyes was that innocent girl Rong's cheek again.

But the thief was obviously not satisfied, and he used some tricks to fiddle with his face for a while.

It took more than a minute to go back and forth, and after another look, sure enough, Miss Rong's face became a little more refined.

Miss Rong took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from her arms and took a look at it left, right, up and down. Finally, she nodded with satisfaction, extinguished the torch, and prepared to go home.

Zhao Feiyu hurriedly called Xiaomi back, quietly returned to the room, and continued to lie down and sleep like no one else.

The next day everyone got up together, and the big guy was surprised to find that Miss Rong, who had been reluctant to wash her face before, woke up this morning, and her little face was clean.

Everyone's doubts are doubts, and I'm embarrassed to say things in the face of a little girl.

Of course, there was also that curious woman who asked cheekily.

It was hard for them to get the answer. Ms. Rong said that the allergy was temporary and would be fine after one night's sleep.

After this incident, Miss Rong became more cautious than before.

Early the next morning, Village Chief Zhao bid farewell to Patriarch Liu.

The hospitable patriarch Liu repeatedly tried to persuade the Zhao family to stay, but seeing that the Zhao family had already packed their luggage, it was difficult for them to open their mouths.

Village head Zhao handed over the accommodation money that had been prepared to Patriarch Liu with both hands.

"Brother Liu, this is the accommodation fee we gave, and it's not much money. Don't be surprised, you have collected it, and we are leaving now. Take care of yourself, take care of yourself!"

Patriarch Liu was taken aback, and hurriedly refused: "Oh, brother Zhao. My house is empty and it is empty. You can stay here, so what accommodation fee will you pay! Don't! Take it away, take it back, take it back!"

(End of this chapter)