Farmhouse full garden sweet-scented osmanthus

Chapter 1988
At the same time, Chu Yannian also knew the other party's name, Usnaya.She is a woman from a small tribe in southern Xinjiang. Because the tribe was annexed by other tribes, she was captured as a slave.

With living people to accompany him, Chu Yannian's life gradually became less difficult.

Usnaya told Chu Yannian about the southern border, and Chu Yannian told Usnaya about the Mingluo Dynasty. Slowly, the two young people leaned together.

Chu Yannian suspected more than once that Usnaya was a spy sent by people from southern Xinjiang to spy on him, but he was sure of Usnaya when he was pregnant with his own flesh and blood and helped him escape from the small courtyard. Snaya is really just like himself, a victim.

Listening to Chu Yannian talking about what happened in the past few years, Osmanthus felt that her heart was about to freeze.

It is certain that Chu Yannian's experience is definitely a well-arranged conspiracy, and this conspiracy is most likely aimed at Ling Chenyi.

Thinking that the elder brother that she has been thinking about for so many years is actually a counterfeit, Osmanthus is angry, scared and annoyed.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I, I didn't realize that person is, is fake, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Osmanthus cried and apologized.

It's not that she didn't notice Chu Yannian's abnormality at the beginning, but she didn't think about it at all. If she had thought about it more and investigated it more, maybe her brother wouldn't have to suffer so much.

"Girl, it's okay." Chu Yannian shook his head slightly, "I'm responsible for all the faults. If I hadn't told my uncle what we had experienced, we wouldn't have the result today. If it was true If anyone has to apologize, it should be me."

"No, brother, we are all right, we just put too much emphasis on family affection! The wrong person is from Nanjiang, the person pretending to be our uncle!" Osmanthus fragrans wiped away her tears and said fiercely: " Back then Ling Chenyi felt that there was something wrong with this uncle, although I also felt that there was something wrong, but I didn't investigate it carefully. Brother, you are right, he took advantage of your kindness!"

"Well, if Naya hadn't told me that the person who sent her to me looked like my uncle, I wouldn't have known about this." Chu Yannian looked at Osmanthus with firm eyes, "Brother, did you really do that a few years ago?" Wrong, but this time, brother is willing to forgive. So, Osmanthus, you must not let go of brother in this action."

"Brother, you..." Osmanthus fragrans couldn't stop crying again.

For a while, the siblings were crying, and Qing Rong, who was driving outside, couldn't help but sigh slightly.

At first, I thought it was all my uncle's fault, but I never thought that there is such a secret in it.

But after sighing, Qingrong's eyes were cold and cruel. Those people from southern Xinjiang were really tired of living, and they actually made up their minds.

This time in southern Xinjiang, even if the southern border cannot be flattened, it is bound to change the blood of southern border!

Although Chu Yannian didn't walk on the road in southern Xinjiang himself, because of Usnaya's presence, he knew a lot of things.

With such a live map in place, the journey traveled quickly.

Before the sun went down, the three of them rushed to a seemingly small tribe with only a dozen or so families.

At this time, Chu Yannian's face had already been smeared with some ointment by osmanthus. Judging from his appearance, he was already different from the previous Chu Yannian. In addition, his southern Xinjiang dialect, which he learned from Usnaya, There was no obstacle in communicating with those villagers.

Although Osmanthus fragrans could speak Southern Xinjiang dialect, her tone was still a little blunt, but her simple promise did not bother her.

As for Qingrong, he pretended to be dumb to the end, and didn't need him to do anything, so the villagers didn't suspect the identities of these three people at all.

(End of this chapter)