Jiaohua

Chapter 52 Can't Sit Down
For many years on the mountain, Aunt Feng has become numb even if she is not called a stone-hearted person.

There's no way out here if you do things seriously.

Good Heart Boxing is a dead end.

You have a good mouth, and if you can speak well, there is no good future and position that can be given to you.

The only one who can survive is not only full of scheming and means, but also cruel.

I'm used to seeing dead people, and I've had a lot of lives in my hands. Today's Aunt Feng, it's hard to believe anything easily.

However, what Ari said was so heartwarming.

She looked at Yu Ma who was opposite.

Yu's mother ate with her eyes down, her nails were black and yellow, her skin was withered, and the fine lines on her face were mottled like tree bark on her supposedly smooth, white and tender face.

"You," Aunt Feng said softly, "you don't have any other opinion on what I said just now?"

Yu Ma raised her head, her mouth still savoring the taste of minced meat.

"view?"

It seems that there is no more.

Aunt Feng blinked and turned to look out the window.

"Sometimes when I want to find someone to talk to, it seems like a difficult task." Aunt Feng whispered.

"Am I not here?"

Aunt Feng glanced at her and shook her head: "You don't even understand what I mean by saying this now."

Yu Ma frowned: "What?"

Aunt Feng's chopsticks gently stirred the porridge in the bowl, and said, "I don't know if it's peaceful outside. In the past, it was not difficult for us to drink a mouthful of porridge like this. Some people who wanted to eat fish and meat also bought them. Later, the war broke out. It's the common people who suffer."

Yu's mother felt uneasy for no reason: "You never said this before."

Aunt Feng sneered: "Actually, there is one thing, I think about it now, and suddenly it is very funny."

"what?"

"Every time I give porridge and vegetables to those little girls, no matter how little they give, they will thank me with their bowls in their hands, and they will shout loudly. But what they don't know is that in the eyes of those in Qianshan, they Not even a dog. Beat them, scold them, and give them so much sweetness, and they will kowtow to thank them, what reason do you think this is?"

"It's the same with us," Aunt Feng continued, with brows dazed, "Why would we not be proud to put our tails up in the sky just because those people in Qianshan gave a little favor. Now that I think about it, I know it shouldn't be, but at that time. What? At that time, we were all overwhelmed, and there were only a few careful thoughts left."

With that said, Aunt Feng became irritable again.

That question was pushed to the front by herself again.

Go, or stay.

Originally a pool of stagnant water, without any waves, gradually becoming numb and depressed, and feeling hopeless, I can only accept it, even if I lose my self, I am still alive.

But the girl's words were like throwing a stone into the water, which upset her.

When people walk in the desert, what they want and fear most is hearing that there is a water source in front of them.

A hope is there, and you either go down in decadence until you die.Or run harder and take this breath to find it.

But if you don't find it, running so hard will make you die faster and more tired.

Aunt Feng held her head in her hands. Perhaps she had been lying down for too long today and felt a sudden pain.

"Are you sick?" Yu's mother asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing," Aunt Feng said. "Go and see if Ali is back. When she comes back, ask her to come over. If she has read, I can tell her a few words."

"She's gone. I found it, and it seems that Qian Qianqian also followed her."

Aunt Feng was stunned for a moment, and said in shock, "They ran away?!"

"It's raining heavily," Yu's mother looked out of the house, "how to run, there is probably water under the mountain."

The panic in her heart just now became stronger, and Aunt Feng felt that she couldn't sit still.

After thinking about it, she wrapped her coat tightly, got up and said, "I'll go and see for myself."

………………

Su Juren walked down the mountain with a lame foot.

The thunder and lightning really stopped, and the heavy rain gradually reduced.

The sky is still covered with dark clouds, but the backlogged clouds in the east have dissipated slightly, and a very pale moonlight is exposed.

It's so late.

Su Juren was soaked all over and his steps were tired. On the way to Yiluan Courtyard, he deliberately avoided the noisy place there, but he could still hear the chaos and the occasional scolding.

After turning around a courtyard wall and about to go to Yiluan Courtyard, Su Juren stopped and looked up at the opposite hill.

Just as a gust of wind came, he shivered, and his wet hair was blown up.

The lights on the opposite side are dim, and there seems to be no one in the huge yard. The fire on the stove has stopped, and it is quiet and there is no movement.

Compared with these courtyards behind it, it is really quiet and comfortable.

"No one is there. When the weather is good and the bridge is repaired, I want you to look good!"

A figure ran from there, cursing angrily while running.

Su Juren frowned and stared at the maid.

Jin Zhi also saw him, snorted disdainfully, and ran faster.

Bian Baye didn't come back, so he took out a lot of people and divided them into two routes, one south and one east.

There are still many people left on the mountain, and Wu Da stayed behind to organize and manage them, and many of these people were not able to eat yesterday.

No one could bear the hunger for two days in a row. Wu Da was so irritated by the noise that he took a knife and went out with the two chiefs of ten to avoid it.

On the other side of the east hill is a very open plain, with a large river flowing through it with wide waters.

Now that it is raining heavily, Wu Da and the two ten-member leaders found a leeward slope and sat down on a rock with a cliff to cover the rain.

Wu Da held the knife, looked back and forth, weighed it again, put it beside him, and said, "This knife is getting harder and harder to use."

"When will the eighth master come back?"

"Look at the weather," Wu Da said. "If the weather is better, they will come back quickly. If the weather is bad, they will be slow, but at least they have to wait for two days."

"I'm starving to death," the other ten long felt their belly. "The group of women in Houshan didn't come to bring some food either. They all think they have a long life."

Mentioning those people, Wu Da was even more upset, and said angrily: "This time, if the eighth master can bring back a few new ones, I will immediately go to the back and kill a few, and re-establish the rules to let them know what they are afraid of."

After he finished speaking, his stomach also growled.

He raised his hand to touch his belly, and suddenly felt a little bored, and the irritability in his heart also rose up, and he wanted to set fire or smash something to vent.

He stretched out his feet and kicked down the protruding stone below.

"There seems to be someone over there?" the ten-person leader suddenly said.

Wu Da paused and looked up at the mountain wall in front of him.

The sky was pitch black, the vision was blurry, and nothing could be seen.

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