The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

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When the situation is falling, suddenly someone speaks for the old man. Naturally, everyone’s eyes are focused on the speaker.

Bai Hao and Forsythia were busy blocking Chiang Kai-shek in tandem, lest anyone would collide with her.

Everyone has their own eyes, and Jiang Yan does not hide. He just stands in the same place and lets others look at it.

The old man was angry with a blushing neck and a thick neck. He couldn’t help but hear a consolation. He only felt that the voice of the voice was soft and soft, with a hint of refreshing coolness. Although it was winter, it was like the summer wind, which made people’s hearts dry. The air was swept away, and the heart slowly calmed down. Under the strangeness, it is common to everyone to look at each other.

I saw a little girl standing in the middle of the crowd, which is different from the words that she is generally mature. The size is very small, but the size is small, but it is not negligible. This little girl is about life, the skin color and lip color are generally pale, and the facial features are extremely delicate. Yao nose and lips are the most beautiful. They are a pair of long squats under the eyebrows. The water is like a mountain spring on the knee. Shallow depth, straight into the heart of people. Pure and extremely eye-catching, the end of the eye is slightly raised, unconsciously there is a hint of charm, if you grow up, and then grow up, it is really amazing beauty.

However, such a charming little girl, the whole person exudes an indescribable coldness, she just stood quietly, but there is a feeling that can't be said, it can't be underestimated, even there is no fear of a reason. Sense.

The old man also frowned, such a little girl, but with two shackles around him, if it is a young lady, it is too simple to wear, if it is the daughter of ordinary people, this one-of-a-kind style But it is not like a small family can raise.

Jiang Wei stood quietly, while the girl looked at it, but wowed and burst into tears. While crying, she twitched: "I don't, I didn't steal money, mother, I didn't steal money!"

This embarrassment, but see a crowd of farmer women wearing a flower cloth, three or two steps to come forward to protect the girl behind, hostile look at the old man and Jiang Yan, loudly: "You want to me What does the clever sister do, two people bully one, to bully the little, is it not shame?"

Forsythia couldn't help himself, waited for Jiang Wei to talk, and jumped out first. He smiled and said: "This lady can say this wrong. Our girl just jumped out and said fair words, and bullied your niece." So many people are watching, our girl can beat her to marry her? Then again, to bully, I can't see how much our girl is bigger than your prostitute, who is like your prostitute. When you are bullying, you are bullying, bullying, and bullying. I don’t think who is bullying, I am not!

That woman is also a glimpse. It seems that I didn’t expect to see Wen Wen’s weak forsythia picking up people without gasping. I didn’t know how to talk about it at the moment. When I realized that I was angry and angered, I was about to continue to swear. Jiang Wei said: "It doesn't matter who bullies, the important thing is money, isn't it?"

The woman turned her head and took the girl into her arms and said with anger: "Our clever sister will not steal people's money. This silver is for me to go out to her in the morning."

"So many silver, the lady is assured that it will be handed over to such a small child to keep, the lady is very open-hearted and admire." Jiang Wei faintly said, I do not know whether it is intentional or unintentional, the "small" bite is extremely heavy. There was a burst of laughter around. The woman just said that her niece was young, but she gave her such a large amount of money to her. It was a bit of reluctant rhetoric.

"I, let me go out and buy something." The woman was annoyed.

"What does the lady want to buy? So much money, I have to buy too much, will my sister not move?"

The laughter around is even louder.

The woman became more and more annoyed: "You have to do what I want to do. I naturally have something to buy. Now I have already said that this money is for me to give my sister, who is his silver, can there be evidence or witnesses?" ”

There is no one in the surrounding people, the evidence or the witnesses, there is really no. Even if things seem to be able to guess the cause, no one is willing to be the old man.

"You are the same confusing, colluding with one temper, and swearing for sorrow..." The old-fashioned jumping feet made a lot of words in one breath, but the roar of these literary crickets had no influence on the people around them.

"The old gentleman does not have to worry." Jiang said.

The old man turned to Jiang Yan, frowned, and his voice was hard: "The old man does not want to impede the girl. These people are concealing their sin. The old man will die with them. The girl is today, the old man is the leader, but now you are also the mud Buddha. It’s better to protect yourself.” When the word “girl” was spoken, the old man was hesitant. It’s strange to call such a little girl who can be her granddaughter. But when faced with this little girl, there is a kind of adult woman facing The feeling is really impossible to treat her as an ordinary girl.

"You old man is so ignorant, my girl saves you, but you don't know how to lift it." Forsythia heard this and immediately became angry.

"Forsythia," Jiang Wei stopped her, said: "Does the old man think that I can't protect myself?"

"Is there a way for you?" The old man raised his voice and the eyes of the people around him were attracted.

"Old gentleman, let me first talk about how the silver is lost." Jiang said.

"I didn't steal his money, I didn't steal his money!" The girl screamed and wept.

"Shut up." Jiang Yan looked coldly at the woman's arms, and her sister was looked at by her indifferent eyes. She was afraid of her unconscious mind and immediately stopped her mouth and went to the woman's arms. Shrinking.

Everyone was amazed, the old man saw it and thought about it. He said, "I came here early today, bought a cake at the street where I bought the cake, grabbed the copper plate from the purse, and walked for a while and felt someone moving me. The thing, but at first glance, a little girl walked around, my heart was vigilant, I went to see my purse, and found that the silver was missing, she grabbed her, and she really found out the silver on her. Who knows she still It’s a shame to take a nap!” Then she glanced at the girl with tears on her face.

“Where is the hawker who buys the oil cake?” asked Jiang.

"It's me." A dark-skinned middle-aged man came out and scratched his head. His eyes were a little dodging: "There are too many people buying cakes, I can't remember." West Street is a cold-hearted person, and this is clearly perfunctory.

When the little girl and the woman saw it, they all looked at Jiang Wei with gloating, and only felt that Jiang Wei could no longer come up with any tricks.

"Since both of them have a single word," Jiang Yan said gently: "Let the silver talk."

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In the case where the tea cover is no longer running, can the sisters enjoy a collection?_(:з"∠)_