There are bandits next to the farmhouse

Chapter 8 Life is the most important thing
It was getting dark, they dug a shallow pit indiscriminately and threw her into it, luckily it was a shallow pit.

Not long after, Xianyu was dug out, and she sat in the pit covered in mud, looking at Li Yuanzhao, a little boy who was also covered in mud.

"Sister..." Li Yuanzhao couldn't bear it anymore, threw himself into her arms and began to cry.

"It's all because Yuanzhao is useless and can't protect you, sister. Fortunately, you didn't die. If you die, Yuanzhao will never forgive himself in his life."

An eight-year-old child can understand right and wrong, and the person who can make her feign death to deceive the Li family is indeed smarter than other children in the village.

Xianyu wiped the tears on his face with his hands, then tore off the ghost paper stuck to his body and threw it aside, then said softly to him: "Isn't my sister alive and well? Don't cry, my sis I have to count on you for half my life."

"Yeah!" Li Yuanzhao sniffed, and said to her swearingly: "Sister, when I grow up, I will treat you well, no one can sell you, no one can bully you!"

"Okay, I believe you!" Xianyu said.

"That's right!" Li Yuanzhao got up quickly, ran to the ditch on the other side, and took out a cloth bag.

Inside were her clothes and some steamed buns.

He stuffed the package into Xianyu's hands and said, "Sister, I stole this from home, you go, don't come back until I grow up."

He blushed and said, "I...I can't support myself now, maybe...maybe I can't protect you, if you go back, grandma will definitely sell you."

Xianyu was both surprised and moved.

This little boy who was brought up by Xiaoyu treats her really well, but she is not Xiaoyu.

She hugged the package tightly in her arms, and said to Li Yuanzhao: "Okay, I will bring you back after you have won the first prize in high school."

Xianyu watched Li Yuanzhao enter the village, then turned around and walked into the darkness.

Why is she leaving?
It wasn't because she was really afraid of the old lady, but because she, who had been in a wheelchair for several years, suddenly came back to life, able to run and jump.

She is no longer struggling with the pain day and night just to survive.

But living in this world healthy and healthy made her excited and excited.

People who have not experienced that kind of illness will not understand her mood at the moment.

She didn't want to think about anything, she just wanted to lift her energetic legs and run as much as she wanted.

Worried that she would freeze to death, she took out all the clothes in the cloth bag and put them all on her body.

It's all like this, and I don't care how dirty I am.

In the dark, she looked like a ghost.

Borrowing the moonlight, I ran aimlessly for a while, and gnawed dry steamed buns for a while.

In the past few years, her mouth has been full of the smell of medicine, and she has never felt that even dried steamed buns are so delicious.

"Heh, haha..."

When she ran to an uninhabited place, she suddenly laughed, heartily, sincerely.

She was dead, but now she came back to life.

No matter how bad life is, how can it be more important than being alive?

……

"Hurry up, my lord, there is no room for any mistakes in this batch of goods, and they must be sent into the city as soon as possible!"

"My lord, it's not light yet, the lights are dark, and you won't let us light the lights, how can we go fast, in case the car overturns..."

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man in a brocade gown slapped the coolie pulling the cart on the forehead, and said angrily, "If I hear such unlucky words from you again, my lord, I will smash your mouths." .”

(End of this chapter)