The girl who travels fast is equipped with a money-making system

Chapter 134 Junior Sister Loves to Sell Pills (14)

Jiang Muye couldn't help laughing at her expression like a little money fan, but Xu Zhiyi didn't even look at him, and went straight to the woman.

At this time, the woman had already vented more gas and breathed less, looked at Xu Zhiyi and said, "This heroine, I know you must be a good person, I beg you, I may have no hope, I just pity my child, he still He is very young, please help me take him to Liu’s house in Qinghe Town, and give it to my father Liu Qian’an.” Then he handed the bracelet on his hand to Xu Zhiyi, and said, “My father knows this bracelet, tell my father, the child’s name is Qingdong, the father of the child will definitely look for him in the future."

After talking about the woman, she breathed a sigh of relief, and Xu Zhiyi held the bracelet, a little embarrassed, Qinghe Town is so big, how can I find this Liu Qian'an, why didn't he give me the address!

But the person died, so Xu Zhiyi couldn't just leave the child here, so he picked up the child and went back to the village to inquire about the mother and child.

After inquiring, I found out that most of the men in this village were taken away by the imperial conscripts. Qingdong's father was originally a hunter with some martial arts skills.

The previous conscripts took their wives and children and hid them secretly, but those who came to the conscription a few days ago even took some underage boys away. Qingdong's father couldn't see it, so he took the initiative to join the army instead of those boys. He also promised his wife that he would come back and let his wife take the child back to her natal family first.

I didn't expect to meet that evil cultivator just after leaving today. There are either old people or women and children in the village. No one dared to go forward. They could only watch the child being taken away. Only Qingdong's mother chased him out.

Xu Zhiyi didn't criticize anyone harshly. In this situation, most people would still protect themselves.

Guided by the villagers, Xu Zhiyi took the child back to Qingdong's home, where Qingdong's mother packed half of her luggage, most of which were Qingdong's clothes and dry food.

After returning to that room, Qingdong woke up. Seeing Xu Zhiyi, he was a little confused. After jumping off the ground, he started shouting all over the room: "Mother, mother, Dongdong is back, where are you?"

After searching around for a few times, he didn't see it, so he ran out, just as the villagers helped to carry the woman's body back, ready to help with the burial.

Without even thinking about it, Qingdong rushed forward, shook the woman's arm and said, "Mother, Dongdong is hungry and wants to eat, mother, please help me make delicious meat."

But the woman's eyes were always closed, and the women next to her turned their backs and wiped away their tears silently. Xu Zhiyi walked over, holding back her tears and said, "Dong Dong, your mother helped you beat the bad guys just now. I'm a little tired. You let her Take a break, okay?"

Qingdong nodded ignorantly, then turned around and asked, "Sister, you are the sister who helped mother beat up the bad guy just now, I saw it, it was you, right?"

Xu Zhiyi nodded, hugged Qingdong, and said: "Yes, my sister knocked down the bad guys, and no one will bully you in the future, but your mother was injured this time, so she may have to rest for a long time, let my sister take you to your grandfather's house first ,is it okay?"

Qingdong looked at his mother lying there, but did not speak. After a while, he nodded slightly.

But Xu Zhiyi saw tears streaming from the corners of Qingdong's eyes, and Xu Zhiyi felt that he didn't know that his mother was gone, but he just didn't want to admit it.

That night, after Xu Zhiyi coaxed Qingdong to sleep, he went to attend Qingdongniang's funeral. The local people chose to cremate, and built a tall shelf with wood, put the person on it, and lit the fire, and the person would be like this forever passed away.

The funeral was specially chosen after Qingdong fell asleep, just to leave the child with a thought.

It's just that Xu Zhiyi went back, looked at the ash on Qingdong's shoes, stroked his head affectionately, sighed, and went out.

Jiang Muye stood outside the door, he wanted to talk to Xu Zhiyi, but it didn't seem like the right time.Now Xu Zhiyi is free, but she seems to be in a bad mood, and it seems inappropriate to say that now.

"Is the child asleep?" Jiang Muye asked.

"Well, fell asleep." After Xu Zhiyi finished speaking, he heard a small sobbing sound inside. Xu Zhiyi didn't go in, but pulled Jiang Muye away.

"The child knows that his mother is dead?" Jiang Muye asked, feeling a little sad. The child was only three or four years old.

"He knows, but he knows that the adults don't want him to know, so he pretends not to know." Xu Zhiyi said, and then for some reason, she wanted to cry, probably because she remembered the scene when she was a teenager, At that time, she was older than this child, and she felt as if she had lost her parents all of a sudden, but now that she thinks about it, she should thank her second uncle's family. Without their nonsense, she probably wouldn't have cheered up so quickly to protect her Make it your own home.

Early the next morning, Xu Zhiyi and Jiang Muye took Qing Dong and left without saying goodbye to the villagers.

With a child, Xu Zhiyi couldn't fly Yujian, but the child couldn't walk fast after all, so Jiang Muye could only walk with him on his back.

Along the way, Qingdong pretended to be very happy, pointed at those trees, and said the names of various trees, saying that his father told him that, and when eating, he would also say: "My mother cooks like the whole world. The most delicious, the brothers and sisters in the village all say that mother’s cooking is delicious.”

After talking all the way, he finally fell asleep on Jiang Muye's back. Seeing that he finally fell asleep peacefully, Xu Zhiyi was relieved a lot. The child probably didn't sleep well last night and got up early again in the morning.

Taking out a coat from the space to cover the child, Jiang Muye let go, wrapped the clothes around the child, and said to Xu Zhiyi, "I didn't expect you to be good at taking care of the child."

He actually wanted to ease Xu Zhiyi's mood. He felt that Xu Zhiyi hadn't smiled from yesterday to today. When they were doing tasks together, Xu Zhiyi was a very cheerful and optimistic girl, and her troubles were always resolved quickly.

"When I first took over my family's martial arts school, there were no students. I used to help people around me take care of their children and teach martial arts during the winter and summer vacations, so I was very experienced in managing children. However, there were very few children. For someone as precocious as Qingdong, only poor children need to mature precociously, not children with loving parents."

Jiang Muye recalled what happened when he sent Xu Zhiyi to the martial arts school, thinking about her experience, he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to her.

Xu Zhiyi quickly interrupted him: "You don't need to sympathize with me, I have been here for so many years, and I am living a good life now, I don't need anyone's sympathy, and I will not mistake sympathy for love, don't think too much, I won't think too much about it either!" Xu Zhiyi said in a hurry.

Jiang Muye wanted to explain, but Qingdong who was on his back suddenly talked in his sleep: "Mother, villain, return my mother!"

Xu Zhiyi hurriedly stepped forward to comfort Qingdong's back, and said while patting, "It's okay, your mother is fine, your mother will always watch you from the sky."

After a few days of driving, the two finally arrived at Jincheng where they met with the brothers and sisters of the Yun family. This town was bigger than the one they went to before, and there were many people coming and going at the gate of the city.

　When we met, the hostess said that I would resolutely ignore him, and I would leave him alone!
　　Ask for recommendation, ask for collection, ask for various tickets

　　


(End of this chapter)