Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 19 Whitewashing

Chapter 19

This was the first time Qiao Yurong saw a dead person, and it was Qiao Yurong who watched so many corpses playing around like things.

There is no stability in life, no dignity in death.

I hope that with a smear of loess covering, everything can return to ashes.

Qiao Yurong walked towards the dead old woman at her feet. The person who counted wanted to move the dead old woman away, but the boy holding her hand held her hand tightly, like a hen guarding its cubs, fiercely To the person who is going to remove the body.

This must be the grandparents.

Qiao Yurong approached him and looked at his skinny, red and swollen face with frostbite, pretending to be fierce, like a little wolf cub, protecting the people he considered important.

Qiao Yurong looked at such a boy with pity and calm eyes: "Your grandma is dead, and she will be buried. It is cold in winter, and the body will not rot. When spring comes next year, the body will rot. Eat up all those rats, you want your grandma to be buried, and let her rest in peace after she dies, do you want your grandma to be eaten up by those rats?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, his fierce look faded away, as if he was thinking whether what Qiao Yurong said was right or wrong.

Qiao Yurong lowered her body and looked at him gently and kindly with her sparkling eyes like the morning light falling on the clear stream: "Your grandma is dead, let your grandma be safe in the land, don't be afraid that you will lose your loved ones, from now on I will be How are your relatives?"

As Qiao Yurong said, she stretched out her jade-like white jade to gently hold the boy's hand. With the warmth of warm jade, it warmed the boy's icy cold heart and hands, making his eyes suddenly stunned. Looking at Qiao Yurong, he seemed to be dumbfounded.

Qiao Yurong smiled softly, took the boy's hand and held it with his own, the boy let Qiao Yurong hold it, and let go of the hand that had been holding the old woman tightly, Qiao Yurong quickly winked at the attendant beside him, those The man picked up the old woman's body and left quickly.

When the boy came to his senses, the old woman had already been loaded into the car. The boy was in a hurry and tried to break free from Qiao Yurong's hand, but Qiao Yurong held on tight: "Your grandma is dead, she is already dead!"

The boy listened but didn't hear it, seeing Qiao Yurong pulling him and not letting go, he bit down on Qiao Yurong's white and soft hand with his yellow-stained teeth.

Blood flowed down the back of Qiao Yurong's hand in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Eunuch Mo anxiously exclaimed: "My lord!"

Qiao Yurong suffered from pain, but still shook her head towards Eunuch Mo, her eyes were soft and she still looked at the boy, and her gentle voice calmed the anxiety of losing my relatives in the boy's heart: "Don't be sad, I will be your relatives in the future, okay?" good?"

The boy opened his teeth and bit Qiao Yurong so fiercely that Zhu Yurong felt like his bones were being bitten off. Suddenly the boy let go of Qiao Yurong's hand, opened his mouth wide and burst into tears.

Just cry!

Knowing how to cry can tilt out the pain in my heart.

Qiao Yurong didn't know why he was crying, but she let go of her hand anyway.

Eunuch Mo looked at the hideous and bloody wound on Qiao Yurong's tender and white jade-like hand, and the blood couldn't stop flowing, so he quickly took out a clean handkerchief to wrap Qiao Yurong's injured hand, his eyes were so painful Tears came out: "My lord, why do you bother? If you don't want to be a faint king, you don't have to spoil yourself like this."

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