Group favorite Xiaojiao Bao: The whole family is a big villain

That hand looked a little dark, and it looked like a hand that had been working all year round.

Open your palms slowly.

In the palm of his hand is a piece of broken silver.

Zhao Bao and everyone were stunned for a moment, they all looked over.

It was an old man who looked to be nearly seventy, holding a haystack in his hand that looked like it was used to sell candied haws. Beside the old man was a middle-aged man with gauze wrapped around his arms. The two had similar faces. Somewhat similar, it seems that they should be father and son.

The woman also seemed to be a little dazed by the broken silver handed over by the old man, and slowly raised her head to look over.

Because the woman kept her head down, everyone couldn't see the woman's face clearly, they only felt that the woman was thin and pitiful.

Now that he saw the woman's face clearly, he stepped back a few steps in fright.

I saw that the woman's face was full of scars, several of which looked like they were cut with knives, and the rest of the wounds looked more like they were scratched by branches, which looked very horrifying.

And because the head is raised suddenly, it has more impact on the picture.

Even Zhao Bao was taken aback, and subconsciously remembered Cui Nanny who was fished out of the well, and goosebumps all over his body stood up.

The woman looked at the old man.

A trace of surprise flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes, but he was not afraid, and instead sent the broken silver in his hand to the woman.

"Son, I don't know what you've been through, but I believe you can find the person you're looking for."

Because I have been exposed to rain, I also want to hold an umbrella for others.

Li Jianren once met a nobleman when he was at the bottom of the valley, and the ingot of silver was almost used up, and that was all that was left.

When he saw the woman, Li Jianren didn't want to think of her so badly, but it turned out that the child seemed to have encountered some bad things.

The son's illness does not require medical expenses, and his wife's illness has obviously improved a lot. Without this small amount of money, he can sell a few more bunches of candied haws.

Li Jianren thought, the kid in front of him should need this scrap of money more than he does.

Tears glistened in the woman's eyes, and she slid down her scarred cheeks, her lips trembling unbelievably, "Thank you! Thank you!"

The woman's voice was very hoarse, and it sounded a little harsh, not like the softness of ordinary women at all.

"Uncle, wait, I will write you an IOU, and I will definitely return it to you."

The woman got up with support, but she seemed to be unstable because she hadn't eaten for a long time, and fell back to the ground again.

"Be careful."

Li Shuxin, whose arm was wrapped in gauze, stroked it subconsciously.

This prevented the woman from knocking her head to the ground.

"Thank you." The woman stood up with this strength.

Li Shuxin withdrew his hand, scratched the back of his head and said, "It's okay, don't write an IOU, this money was also given to us by a kind person.

You haven't eaten for a long time, right? "

Li Shuxin took out a candied haws from the back of the haystack, and handed it to the woman, "Eat a little sugar, you'll feel better."

The woman was taken aback, and subconsciously took it.

Li Shuxin was not very good at communicating with women. Seeing her stunned look, he didn't know what to say, so he supported Li Jianren and said, "Father, let's go back first, mother is still waiting for us to go back and make medicine."

Li Jianren nodded.

When the woman came back to her senses, Li Jianren and his son were nowhere to be seen.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the crowd dispersed one after another.

On the contrary, Zhao Bao subconsciously glanced at the almost invisible portrait, and subconsciously frowned. For some reason, he always felt familiar.

After looking at it for a few more times, he couldn't remember it, and Zhao Bao didn't want to stay here anymore, so as not to cause trouble for his upper body, he also left quickly.

Seeing the crowd disperse, the woman glanced at the candied haws in her hand, and subconsciously squeezed them tightly. Instead of opening them to eat, she slowed down for a while, stood up slowly with her support against the wall, and packed her things with her heavy body, aimlessly. go forward.

The woman was dressed in rags and had horrific wounds on her face. Everyone on the street shunned her.

huh... huh... huh...

Deng Yun didn't know how long she had walked, but she felt as if a big rock was tied to her feet, and every step she took almost used her whole body's strength.

She saw the smoke and smelled the aroma of food.

The scenery in front of her eyes became more and more blurred. She...is she going to die?

Just when Deng Yun stumbled to the door of a house, he finally couldn't hold on anymore, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

Not long after, a woman came out of the house wearing an apron and wiping her hands.

The door was half covered, and Deng Yun could be vaguely seen lying at the door.

The woman froze for a moment, and just when she didn't know what to do, she heard a man's voice coming from the room.

"What's wrong with Yunyi? Is the chicken at home flying out again?"

Yun Yi thought for a while, opened the door anyway, and shouted into the room:

"Second son! Come out quickly!"

**

Qingliang Temple.

The sun has just set, and the warm orange sun has turned half of the sky red and dyed the clouds a brilliant purple.

The breeze is blowing slowly, the leaves are rustling, and the bells are melodious.

Quiet and distant.

At this time, an attendant in armor hurriedly walked on the stone steps, crossed the high temple threshold, and went straight to a meditation room.

In the meditation room in the innermost part of the corridor.

A wisp of cigarette smoke curled up from the incense burner.

Ming Jing, who was wearing cassock, sat on the futon, and opposite him were two women.

One of the women was about 40 years old, clasped her hands together, and meditated on Buddhist scriptures, while the woman next to her was a little younger, kneeling on a futon, twisting her body from time to time, as if she had fleas on her body .

The guard stopped in front of the door, "The empress dowager, the eldest princess."

The three of them opened their eyes at the same time.

Su Birou rubbed her sore legs, looked at the expressions of the Empress Dowager and Mingjing, saw that they didn't realize that she was fishing, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

"Back to the eldest princess, there is an urgent letter from the afterlife in the palace, please read it personally!"

"Hui Er?"

Su Birou frowned, and immediately stood up. She knew her son's temperament, and he would never write to herself unless necessary, after all, he didn't even want to hold a pen on weekdays.

open the door.

The guard presented the letter.

Su Birou took it, and glanced at the word Gou Climb on the envelope, um, it's indeed her idiot.

Opening the envelope, the content of the letter was not very much, Su Birou knew the outline of the matter at a glance, and her brows frowned even tighter.

"Biore, what's wrong with Hui'er?"

The Queen Mother's gentle voice came from behind.

Su Birou handed over the letter with an ugly expression on her face.

His grandma, how dare you, Song Yi, dare to plot against her son. If she doesn't show off her power, do you really think she is a sick cat?

Su Birou turned to look at the Queen Mother with a solemn expression.

"Empress, son-in-law must go back to the palace first."

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