A childhood sweetheart cannot bear the love of a bamboo horse

Chapter 380 Casual Chat (2)

Bihe asked, "Old man, have you been driving this car for many years?"

"Well, it's been three or 40 years. I'm old and I can't remember anything."

"Wow, it's been a long time! I have been driving a car for 40 to [-] years, I admire it." 
When the groom heard that a brat like her still sighed like this, he felt amused, "You brat, do you understand this?"

"Well, admiration or admiration, man, a kind of dissatisfied animal, it is impossible for him to be content with the status quo..." She shook her head humbly, talking to the older generation Joyful, unlike those impetuous kids who have no wisdom at all, sighed and said, "Don't you always say that snakes are not enough... Hee hee, elephants want to swallow them too."

"Little ghost, hehe, I really have you." The groom also laughed, this little thing's words are quite interesting.But thinking about it carefully, this is not something that ordinary brats can say. "The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, little devil, this is called contentment and happiness."

"Yeah, nod, agree. Many people can't ask for a comfortable life."

"You understand that too?" The groom showed a little surprise, and glanced at her, and saw blood on his arm. "Little devil, are you injured?"

"Ah, I'm hurt." She said it calmly, not caring at all.

"You wrapped it yourself? Does it hurt?" The groom showed kindness in his heels, and he could see it from the broken hem.

"It hurts. I don't feel it anymore." Even if it hurts, she won't say it.This kind of injury doesn't need to be used to win the sympathy of strangers, hehe, if you want to win sympathy, you have to look at the right person.

The two continued to chat without saying a word, the voice was not loud, but it still clearly reached someone's ears in the carriage.

The groom has seen countless people, and a child like Bi He, he can tell from a close look that he is not from an ordinary family.

Although the cotton embroidered clothes are tattered, they are of high quality, without any mending, and they have a pair of small hands, delicate and tender, not at all like the children of poor families.It can only be said that something happened by chance here.But, she didn't say, at this time, he couldn't ask casually.

Not long after the carriage left, the official road in the south was full of dust, and nearly a hundred handsome horses flew from the south!Two people on one horse, all holding torches in the back, came to the two big trees lying on the side of the road, and sank into the forest to the east one after another...

(End of this chapter)