An An grabbed Zhang Xiuxiu's arm with curiosity on her face.
Zhang Xiuxiu's heart suddenly felt hot and she could hardly hold the jewelry box.
Three years ago, she saved people. At that time, monsters raided Yuncheng again. Everyone went to the mountains to take refuge. On the way, she saw Guo Ying and several children accidentally falling down the hillside. It was she who went to beg for help with her jewelry. Others helped and rescued them.
But after saving her, she regretted it for several days.
This jewelry was her dowry back then. Over the years, she had spent a lot of money on running the family business and providing for the man to study. She was able to manage the family well, but she was still stretched thin.
And her purpose of saving Guo Ying and those children was not simple.
Not only did she want to gain fame, but she also thought that Guo Ying and Yue Ling had a good relationship, and Yue Qingqing was also kind to her. If she did this, the advantages would always outweigh the disadvantages.
Zhang Xiuxiu coughed and slowly opened the box. As expected, it contained the jewelry she had given away, and they were all newly fried and brand new. There was also a scented note on top.
Above it were Yue Qingqing's too sharp words - "My daughter is very cute."
"ha."
Zhang Xiuxiu laughed all of a sudden, smiled and breathed out, "Fuck grandma Sun Yuzhi!"
She didn't want to pick a piece of trash out of the same trash can over and over again.
Zhang Xiuxiu hugged her daughter tightly, handed the jewelry box to the child, and looked up into the distance.
The motorcade in the distance was getting further and further away, and she never saw Yue Qingqing from the beginning to the end.
When we meet again, please be calm and respectfully pay homage to Commander-in-Chief Yue.
The sisters from the past have each taken their own paths. Now that she has reached the top, there is no harm in worshiping her.
However, Zhang Rongrong definitely couldn't do it.
She has had a problem since she was a child, she is selfish.
Although, she felt that this problem was common to everyone.
Zhang Xiuxiu also had it, but Zhang Rongrong's illness was particularly prominent. When she was a child, she unscrupulously got many things from other people that she didn't deserve. She was never grateful, and she seemed to be superior to others in her words.
As I grew up, it became even worse.
She would never see the sisters she despised living better than her.
Even for an occasion like today, Zhang Xiuxiu believed that she would not come.
Time flies, autumn passes, winter comes, and spring returns.
In the early morning of March, as usual, the common people were preparing to listen to the shouts of the newsboys who always sounded on time while packing their breakfast.
This situation has lasted for ten years and has become a deep-rooted habit.
Breakfast was ready, and the family sat on the table, chatting and waiting. After waiting for a long time, the streets and alleys turned quiet.
Many people were surprised. They opened the door with their rice bowls in hand. You looked at me and I looked at you, all feeling a little at a loss.
"The newsboys are collectively sick?"
"I heard that a village was infected with some kind of epidemic a while ago. Isn't there an epidemic that specifically targets children?"
While wandering around, I saw countless sky lanterns slowly rising into the sky at the city gate in the distance.
Everyone was stunned.
For a moment, the entire Yuncheng was silent. I don't know how long it took. Everyone helped the old and the young, pushed out the door, walked carefully to the street, and slowly headed towards the city gate.
Not far away, I saw the city gate wide open.
Everyone was stunned.
Not only the small door, but also the side door and the entire city entrance are open.
The east gate is also open, the west gate is also open, and the south gate, which has not been opened for ten years, is also open.
No one dared to speak, didn't dare to ask anyone, or even dared to make any big movements, for fear of waking up this sweet dream.
Since the spread of monsters, these city gates have been closed every day, making the procedures for entering and leaving the city cumbersome.
The children of the new generation have already forgotten the days of freedom and joy.
It seems that every New Year, the New Year messages published in the imperial palace newspaper are all about the hope that the city gates will be opened and closed in the coming year and restored to the original state.
The bell rang suddenly, one after another.
In front of the bulletin board at the gate of the county government office, the county magistrate personally took the stage, with tears in his eyes but a smile on his face.
"My fellow villagers know that at three o'clock today, the last fox demon in the southwest was killed. His Royal Highness the Prince's banning plan was successful, and the monsters disappeared. From then on, the sun and the moon reincarnate. Even if there is a disaster, it can be overcome by human power."
The county magistrate said these words five times.
The people in the audience finally felt that the buzzing in their ears gradually dissipated, and tears rolled down their faces.
Countless people howled and cried.
Everyone cried for their children, their daughters, their elderly parents, their neighbors, and even their friends.
For two whole days, there was constant crying.
On the third day, the people finally came to their senses and helped the old and the young out of the city to worship their ancestors and visit relatives and friends.
In front of the merit monuments of all states and counties, cigarette smoke curled up.
After a month, all the people truly believed that this was not a dream.
In this year's competition, the gold, silver, and bronze medals were all won by warriors from the Ming Dynasty.
In the arena, among the spectators from more than fifty countries around the world, no one said a single sarcastic word.
The applause was thunderous.
This year, the League of Nations awarded the 100-dollar Best Contribution Award to the Ming warriors for their fearless spirit and outstanding contributions.
It's a pity that the warriors didn't have time to receive the awards.
On the other hand, the International Court of Justice was held to try the three island countries for their crimes against humanity, and martial arts schools from various places sent several representatives there.
Although it is summer, the wind is warm and the sun is beautiful.
The plum trees outside the window are lush and lush. Although they have no buds, they are still quite green.
Mu Qingyun lay lazily in front of the attic window.
This is her mother Yang Yuge's hometown. The courtyard is similar to other houses in the village, with a neatly built two-story building.
Over the past few years, one-third of her mother's savings had been invested in the house in her hometown.
She said there must be a place to come back to.
Mu Qingyun always felt that it wasn't worth it before, but now, as long as her mother is happy, that's fine.
The banquet downstairs was noisy and lively. Through the window, she could see her good mother talking happily to the neighbors, her face glowing red, and Mu Qingyun couldn't help but smile.
so good.
Mu Qingyun picked up an open history book from the table and began to read it word for word.
Mu Changfeng, the last prince of the Ming Dynasty, led forty-nine of the country's top warriors to kill heaven in 2907. From then on, the laws of heaven were established and humans dominated the world.
The prince announced that he would not succeed the emperor and return power to the people, thus ending the monarchy.
"Killing the sky?"
The history books left behind only recorded this bit. As a person who experienced it, Mu Qingyun, well, she didn’t know if she really experienced it.
She did not see His Highness the Crown Prince at that time. She just followed the plan given above and walked through the monster's lair, walked into the depths of the restricted area, and locked the stone door.
Along the way, her companions disappeared one after another.
When she reached the end, she could faintly smell the aroma of wine that made people feel as if they were immortals. She heard singing, dancing, and laughter in her ears. It seemed that many people were holding a feast, and they were shadowy, as if they were seeing immortals, and it seemed that they were not immortals but demons.
She only remembered that in her confusion, she still remembered the imperial edict and locked a huge copper lock on the stone door.
In an instant, the sky and the earth collapsed, and the entire mountaintop broke apart, rising into the sky and entering a field of fluorescence. (Wise House Chinese has no pop-ups and is updated in a timely manner)
