"Fifty years ago, the village was not called Longnu Village, but Yanhe Village. The village was backed by green mountains and faced the Yanhe River. The villagers had no worries about food and clothing. Even if there was a drought, the Yanhe River never dried up. , can survive safely.
Until a family moved into Yanhe Village, and that family's surname was Jia. The Jia family fell into poverty and moved to their ancestral property, which was this ancient house.
Compared with Yanhe Village, the Jia family from the capital was very wealthy.
The villagers with feudal ideas and ignorance are extremely xenophobic and do not welcome Mr. Jia and his family at all.
Until one year, heavy rains continued. Mr. Jia's daughter, who had studied in the academy, discovered that Yanhe Village is located at the foot of a mountain. Once the Yanhe River rises, floods will inevitably occur in Yanhe Village.
She advised the villagers to go up the mountain to escape the flood. The villagers of Yanhe Village, where women have a very low status, did not believe her words and even thought she was deceiving others. Until Mr. Jia came up with an idea, he held a dinner party in his house and invited the people in the village to eat for free.
The free feast brought all the villagers up the mountain.
Therefore, the flood was avoided. "
Cai Yue spoke bluntly and said "f*ck" after hearing this.
"The people in this village are really good at making things up. It was obviously the Jia family who saved them, but they made up something about the Dragon Girl of Yanhe. It's really hypocritical."
After staying for two days, several people who were deeply affected by the feudal dross all felt the same way.
Having children is a way to protect yourself from old age. Giving birth to a daughter is a waste of money. A married daughter is a waste of money.
The women in Longnu Village have accepted this idea since they were young. They have treated it as the truth and been domesticated. They have revolved around their husbands and sons their entire lives.
Yuan Jiaxin, who was turning over bricks in the corner, asked: "What happened next?"
Jiang Yao was silent for a while, her long and thick eyelashes covering her dark pupils and the coldness in her eyes.
"Found it!"
A voice broke the silent night.
It's Gao Ruyue.
Several people made a move and hurriedly walked towards her.
She dug around at the entrance of the hole, quickly took out a wooden box, and handed it to Jiang Yao.
"Is this it?" Gao Ruyue swallowed nervously and asked cautiously.
Jiang Yao nodded, took the wooden box, and couldn't help but ask her.
"What is your talent?"
Players generally don't ask each other about their talents. Talents are a secret to players. If someone knows about it, they will take advantage of it.
Gao Ruyue didn't think much and showed her talent in front of them.
[Lucky Tom Cat (auxiliary talent):
Level: Level 4
Ability: Add +10 points to the basic luck value. Inheriting Tom Cat's luck, he can always display unexpected abilities. ]
Even without the blessing of 10 points of luck, Gao Ruyue's luck is still as high as 80 points or more.
The tips of Gao Ruyue's ears were red, she scratched her cheek in embarrassment and spoke slowly.
“I’ve always had a little bit of luck.”
Jiang Yao, who had -50 luck points, almost crushed the wooden box in his hand.
[The anchor digs the ground the fastest, and she dug a large area in the courtyard. 】
[-50 Lucky Points. You can dig everywhere in the house but you can’t find it. 】
[Laughing to death, I can’t find it at all. 】
[It’s more than a little good, Sister Yao must have shed tears of envy in her heart. 】
[Hahahahahahahahahaha When Yaoyao heard this sentence, his mental value dropped by 10 points. 】
Being stared at by Jiang Yao, Gao Ruyue's head dropped lower and lower, almost buried in his chest.
A long while.
Jiang Yao withdrew his gaze.
"That's right."
She opened the wooden box and found a lump of meat inside. The meat was not rotten.
"It's moving!" Lan Xiaoya, who was very observant, suddenly said.
The pieces of meat in the wooden box were slowly moving in one direction.
Jiang Yao closed the wooden box and said, "Thank you everyone for your hard work. Let's go back to the house and rest first."
Tomorrow will be a tough battle, and they all need to recharge their batteries and have a good night's rest.
Half of the night passed, it was close to midnight, and the courtyard was full of holes.
On the way back, Lan Xiaoya, who was always observing her surroundings, her pupils narrowed slightly. Not far away, a pond appeared under the covered bridge, and a figure was standing next to the pond.
"There..." She was about to say, but Jiang Yao next to her put his finger on his lips and shushed.
Several people looked along the pond.
A strange sound of "Zizzi" flooded into their ears. The dark night faded away, and the bright sunshine fell on their faces. Soon they heard a sound of frolic.
It was coming from across the pond.
The soft and moist snow swayed in the golden sun, and the light green shirt and skirt were flying like butterfly wings. The girl stepped barefoot in the clear pond. Two people were walking not far away. She turned her head and waved towards them. Wave your hands.
"Mother~"
"How do you behave? Wear shoes!"
"At home."
At the age of fifteen or sixteen, she was buried in her mother's arms coquettishly and coquettishly.
A warm picture of a family of three.
The scene changes.
Several villagers broke in.
After rummaging through the house, all the furniture and property were robbed, even the flowers planted in the courtyard were trampled and fought over.
Blood soaked the lotus pond...
Sections of the screen disappear.
Several people suddenly came back to their senses.
There are ponds and girls with flowers - and some are covered with square tiles on the ground.
Lan Xiaoya pursed her pale lips and found her voice.
"Did that really happen?"
Although they did not see the fate of this family of three, in the final scene, the clear pond was stained red with blood. From such a distance, they could smell the smell of blood.
One can imagine what will happen to them.
Gao Ruyue and Li Yu both looked bad, and Li Yu was even worse. She was so scared that her legs were weak and trembling.
Yuan Jiaxin turned her head, looked into Jiang Yao's calm eyes, and looked stunned.
"Go back." Jiang Yao said.
She kept walking and kept moving forward.
The people behind him slowed down, and they barely recovered until they returned to their residence.
"Can I sleep with you?" Lan Xiaoya said to Jiang Yao.
After saying this, Gao Ruyue and the others also looked expectant.
Jiang Yao asked the only girl who didn't speak: "What about you?"
Yuan Jiaxin lowered her eyes and stared at the fish scales embroidered on the skirt. Her voice was very soft, too soft to be heard.
"I want to come too."
Jiang Yao said: "Then let's go together."
They picked a room at random. There was no quilt in the room, and there was an old bed by the wall. The wooden boards were moldy and cracked. It made a creaking sound when they sat on it, and it couldn't support them when they lay down on it.
Jiang Yao took out the walnut bed from his backpack, said, "You can make the bed yourself," and then lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.
Everyone else bought a bed in the mall, but Yuan Jiaxin stood motionless.
Li Yu walked over and said, "Don't you have a thriller coin? I'll buy one for you."
After speaking, a bed appeared out of thin air on the ground and was placed in front of Yuan Jiaxin.
Yuan Jiaxin sat on it and felt it. The mattress was soft and elastic, the bedding felt soft and delicate, and she could smell a faint fragrance when she got close.
She raised her eyes and watched them lying on the bed, chatting quietly.
A lamp was hung on the wall, and the dim yellow light illuminated every corner of the room, coating the snow-white quilt with a honey-like warm light.
"Good night, Jiaxin." Li Yu's bed was next to hers, he turned over and said to her with a smile.
Yuan Jiaxin didn't react at the first moment. When she met Li Yu's smiling eyes, she later realized that this sentence was meant for herself.
She pinched the quilt gently, and shallow wrinkles appeared on the quilt. When she loosened her fingers, the wrinkles disappeared again.
She chewed the word 'good night' carefully, and then said awkwardly for a long time: "Good night."
