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Xiao Ming did not pay too much attention to the affairs of the Liu family. Shi Tingyu's return was imminent. She locked herself in the pharmacy every day and prepared a large amount of medicine at his request. Of course, most of the time is done in space.
On the day of farewell, at Shiliting Pavilion outside Pingcheng, Xiao Ming looked at the person in front of her. Her eyes were hot and her tears were about to flow down. She had to try hard to suppress them.
She felt that their relationship started with one separation after another.
Her green fingers were tightly holding one of the other party's sleeves. She couldn't bear to let him leave! She was so reluctant to leave her dear ones to go to the battlefield, and she really wanted to cry.
The ordinary life she always wanted, daily firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea...
It seems impossible for him to achieve it.
National justice determines the rise and fall of a country. He has his mission and his battlefield. Even if she is reluctant to let him go, she has to let him go. She just hopes that this time will be the last time.
Just when Xiao Ming was about to let go, Shi Tingyu suddenly hugged Xiao Ming and pressed his lips against Xiao Ming's smooth forehead.
The wind blows quietly, and time stands still at this moment. On the carriage fifty steps away, Uncle Ming was sitting on the edge of the carriage, holding the reins in his hand, looking into the distance, his expression as serious as ever. Under the carriage, Xia Xiaoba held Jiang Xiangyuan's hand and moved her head to the other side. On one side, look at the scenery in the distance.
Xiao Ming was stunned. This idiot who was more interested in emotions than etiquette could actually do such a coquettish thing.
In just a moment, the lips separated suddenly, leaving a slight warmth on the slightly cool forehead, indicating the end of this brief kiss.
"I'll be back soon, wait for me." Shi Tingyu said goodbye gently, trying hard to suppress the emotions of separation in his heart.
He knew what Xiao Ming wanted, and it was also his dream.
The carriage drove back slowly. Jiang Xiangyuan and Xia Xiaoba guarded the carriage on the left and right. Jiang Xiangyuan stared at the curtains lowered in the carriage from time to time. The silent Xiao Ming made her faintly worried.
There was silence in the carriage, Xiao Ming closed her eyes and sighed. Shi Tingyu's departure took away all her emotions. Depression, loss, depression mixed with sadness spread in the small carriage.
You come and go, passing through my world.
The carriage moved forward slowly, the familiar road jumped in front of us, and the large locust tree in the distance gradually became clearly visible. Crowds gathered under the locust tree, and the sound of crying floated into the carriage with the wind.
The carriage stopped because the road ahead was blocked by the crowd. Xia Xiaoba turned over and dismounted, frowning as he looked at the crying and fussing people in front of him.
"Girl, the Liu family is back." Uncle Ming said in a cold voice.
"Yes." Xiao Ming opened the curtain and looked at the figures in front of him.
He couldn't see him, but he heard his body, and the familiar cry was like a demon's ear. Even after three years, Xiao Ming could still tell who it was by his voice.
Mrs. Liu of the Liu family, Liu Fushun's mother.
The crying continued.
Mrs. Liu has been pampered and worried for more than three years. She is even more noisy than before. Her ability to cry, make trouble and hang herself is fully displayed. Looking at the familiar scenes and listening to the familiar voices, Xiao Ming just wants to sigh, Liu Cun Changjia’s top-notch plaster is back.
There was an oxcart tied under the locust tree. Lying on the cart was an unconscious man with an unshaven beard and a bald face. Only by looking carefully could one see that it was the famous Liu Fushun in the past. The old scalper swung his tail. Swinging, his old legs and feet swayed a few times from time to time, and the car board also swung. Liu Fushun's eyes were tightly closed in the car, and he had no intention of falling asleep.
Xiao Ming looked at the occasional flickering eyelids of the sleeping people on the bullock cart and couldn't help but sneered.
There is a pool of freshly baked cow dung on the ground, which is still steaming and exudes a pungent smell with hot currents, attracting countless flies and mosquitoes. In normal times, someone would have taken a shovel and shoveled away the cow dung. After all, this is high-quality crop fertilizer. But today, everyone is not in a hurry. Everyone is gathered around to watch the fun.
In the middle of the crowd, Village Chief Liu looked helpless and helpless. His ears, which had been quiet for several years, were beating loudly today, reminding him all the time that he had an unreasonable cousin.
From the center of the group, Mrs. Liu and Wang Xiaohua were sitting on the ground without any image. They had restored the clothes they wore in Liujia Village, even worse than before entering the city. No matter whether they were looking at them or not, they did not care about the people in the village. People were pointing at them and talking about them. The two of them just kept crying, heartbreaking and howling. Their tears were like the water of the Yangtze River that cannot be stopped. Most of the miserable sounds that Xiao Ming heard came from This mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
"Ha, this family is back. Liujia Village will be lively in the future." Jiang Xiangyuan got on the carriage and sat side by side with Xiao Ming, watching the show with a half-smile.
"No, it's necessary." Xia Xiaoba's voice came over, holding a piece of grass root that he got from nowhere in his mouth, and his whole person was full of idleness.
Obviously, both of them just wanted to see a good show and had no sympathy.
Everyone could see the grief of the Liu family, but no one tried to persuade them, let alone sympathize with them. The only one who sympathized was with the good old Village Chief Liu.
Village Chief Liu, who was holding his trouser legs by Mrs. Liu, pinched his forehead, enjoying the sympathetic glances and courtesy of the villagers, and just wanted to become invisible on the spot.
"Brother, you have to make the decision for us. We really have no way to live." Old Mrs. Liu kept running back and forth with tears, her hands tightly holding each other's legs without letting go.
When she returned to the village, the first thing she did was to find the village chief. Throughout her life, she had always asked the village chief to make the decision for all her injustices. In the past, in the village, no matter whether she was right or wrong, the village chief always fell in love with her. Over here.
Therefore, it was no surprise this time. This was her subconscious understanding.
Unfortunately, before she knew it, the village chief's attitude had quietly changed.
Old Mrs. Liu had been crying for a long time but she still didn't get the village chief's decision. However, many villagers did make the decision for the village chief.
"Aunt Liu, let go of the village chief! You're going to break our village chief's leg. Who will ask the village chief for comment in the future!" It was the eldest son of the Li family who said this.
"Yes! Quickly let go. How are you asking our village chief to make the decision for you? When you said that Sanlang's legs were cut off by Captain Zhou, and that the Zhou family robbed you of your money, you said Who will believe it if you go out?"
"That's right, that's right, who in Pingcheng doesn't know that Saburo's life was saved by Zhou Captou? If Zhou Captou hadn't been in time, Sanlang would have been killed by Wan Datou. It's better for you. If you don't thank him, you'll bite him back. , It’s true that a dog can’t change its habit of eating shit, right?” The man said with an angry look on his face, biting back and accusing someone wrongly was a trick that Mrs. Liu used to do in the village.
"I have unjustly accused Zhou Capt. Be careful of others punishing you and dragging you to jail. Don't harm the entire Liujia Village."
This is a bit harsh and obviously does not understand the law, but this view is recognized by most people.
Since ancient times, people have not fought with officials, so how can their little playful villagers fight against officials? Even if they are just a head catcher, they are not someone they can offend.
"No, Aunt Liu, please don't say anything here in the future. Otherwise, you may end up in trouble and you won't even know how you will die. And the Zhou family has a lot of gold and silver, so they will rob you of your money?"
Obviously, this cannot be trusted at all.
