Jiaohua

Chapter 59
The mountains are flooded with water, gushing down nonstop.

The walls here are hard to climb.

Xia Zhaoyi squatted there and made a gesture, indicating Qian Qianqian to stay where he was.

Bian Yuanfeng took a few other servants and left without looking back.

Sanguang and Siguang had no choice but to walk towards the entrance of the cave.

The situation outside the cave was as messy as they had imagined. There was a flood of water, half of the calf was missing. The water was clear, but in the clear mud, there were occasionally several bones.

The two were frightened, but they could only bite the bullet and walked towards the place where Qian Qianqian had fallen yesterday.

Qian Qianqian hid in the corner, not daring to let out his anger.

When she heard the footsteps go away, she raised her head to look at their backs, and then looked at Xia Zhaoyi over there.

Xia Zhaoyi was still there and made a gesture to the other side.

Qian Qianqian looked around, it was a cliff.

She reached out and asked if she wanted her past.

Xia Zhaoyi nodded.

Qian Qianqian was dumbfounded and looked back there hesitantly.

It does seem to be a little embarrassing for a little girl.

Xia Zhaoyi had to make another gesture, and said silently with her lips: "Wait for me."

Qian Qianqian didn't move, watching her skillfully come down, then trot over: "Ali."

"Shh."

Xia Zhaoyi made a gesture: "They didn't go far, come on, lower your body."

She is a girl who is not tall, but when she squatted down, she was much shorter.

Xia Zhaoyi walked forward first, and at the same time pulled out the dagger in his hand.

"Ali," Qian Qianqian reached out and grabbed her, "I'm slow, wait for me."

Xia Zhaoyi paused and lowered her head to look at the left hand held by Qian Qianqian.

She frowned slightly, pulled out her hand, squatted down, grabbed the branch beside her, and stepped on the ground to chop it down.

The wooden branch was firm and hard, and it was a little laborious. She turned around and handed it to Qian Qianqian: "Take it."

"Yeah." Qian Qianqian reached out and took it.

Xia Zhaoyi was not used to being close to people. Since being carried up the mountain by her father and handed over to her master, almost no one has hugged her except for her wet nurse who has been holding her all day.

But the nanny didn't stay on the mountain for only a year. When she was a little older, the master drove the nanny away.

Since then, Xia Zhaoyi has almost never been close to anyone, except for Master.

Before the age of six, she used to go to the laundry with Master, or hold a wooden tub.Or hold a small bowl and wait for the soup to boil with Master.There are also logging together, washing ink together, and sewing clothes together.

But after the age of six, the master pushed her to do everything. She did the laundry by herself, cooked rice and water by herself, and fell wood by herself.

The wood was chopped slowly, but the master didn't urge her. She would rather have no firewood to cook with. She would be hungry for a few days, and she had to grind it slowly by herself.

She doesn't seem to grow up in the same way as a child of a poor family, but she is more withdrawn because there are no neighbors in the mountains.

I really want to say that the person who can get closer is the second brother.

But with the second brother, they never held hands or hugged.

Qian Qianqian leaned on a branch and followed behind Xia Zhaoyi.

There was really a path outside the cliff, narrow and steep. She walked carefully, stepping on the place where Ali stepped on every step.

After walking for a long time, Qian Qianqian asked in a low voice, "Where did you go when you climbed so fast yesterday?"

"Why are you here?" Xia Zhaoyi asked back.

Qian Qianqian suddenly remembered and said, "I was pushed down by someone."

Xia Zhaoyi turned back: "Push?"

"Yes, after you left, I came back alone, I don't know who, suddenly appeared from the side of the road and pushed me down."

"Then you were here last night?"

Qian Qianqian pursed his lips and felt aggrieved when he mentioned this.

"It scared me to death, I was scared alone," she said, choking.

"Don't be afraid," Xia Zhaoyi said, "it's already passed."

The road is slippery and difficult to navigate, and it goes around the mountain wall and is very long.

Finally, I can see the compound at the foot of the mountain from a distance. In the morning light, the smoke rises from the cooking, and the figures are busy running around, and it is a new day.

　I recommend Xia Xia's article, it's super loving, I strongly recommend it~!

　　Zhong Lixia: "Jin Shihuan"

　　Reciting the previous life, one song of lovesickness and two paragraphs of sadness can't write the pain of three nights.

　　Thinking of this world, four-character poems and five-sentence comparisons will eventually lose to the six-faced beauty.

　　What if both parents died and everyone betrayed their relatives, in the end, he couldn't compare with the pain of his execution.

　　What is Fengyi's supreme honor in the world, after all, she has never been able to compare with her [-] favorites.

　　Once crossing, two ghosts, three waves and four twists and turns add five or six hearts.

　　Seven or eight sentences of small talk to tell the nine sufferings of life can never be perfect.

　　In this life, greed for family, nostalgia for friendship, and face love again.

　　In this life, Zhaohua will eventually become famous all over the world in the deep palace rivers and lakes.

　　


(End of this chapter)