Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 713
The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the lawn is green, the lake is blue, and there are deer jumping to the lake from time to time. The deer is not brown, its fur is snow white, and there are black totems on its body.

Lin Anan thought that when Qin Lu was born, it was Bai Lu who appeared with ginseng in his mouth and saved their mother and child.

For the white deer, she has a kind of affectionate affection.

She stretched out her hand to touch the white deer, but the white deer jumped away like a frightened rabbit, with a pair of big black eyes that were watery like longan, full of vigilance, and imperceptible panic and fear.

Seeing that it had skin wounds cut by branches, Lin Anan was still bleeding, and its white fur was dyed red. Lin Anan sighed and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'll treat you."

A white light cluster appeared on his hand, and the eyes of the white deer lit up, and then he leaned over affectionately, letting Lin An'an caress the injured area.

In the distance, Miaomu looked at this scene, lowered his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A white-haired old woman walked over with gentle and kind eyes, "Is that child Wan Wan's daughter? She is really a gentle and kind child."

The smile on the corner of Miaomu's mouth disappeared in an instant, and she turned coldly to look at the person who came.

"Old lady, do I feel disliked by others?" She smiled gently, her eyes full of tolerance.

Miao Mu said coldly: "Some people seem to be kind-hearted, but their hearts are extremely dirty."

Back then, if it wasn't for this person, how could I have ended up where I am now.

Behind Miao's drooping eyelids was a gloomy and chilling look.

The old woman was leaning on a cane. The handle of the cane looked like a snake's head. The snake's eyes on the snake's head were gloomy, as if there was a poisonous snake staring at it with its eyes open.

"Are you still holding grudges? Didn't you already find an heir? If you don't want to be the saint, you don't have to force it anymore. Train the child well, teach her the sacrificial dance, and make her qualified for the position of saint, and you can get it." free."

The old woman's voice was bewitching, and her gentle and kind eyes were like the eyes of the snake on the crutch at the moment, sinister and cold, like a poisonous snake that tempted Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit, bewitching Miaomu.

"Freedom..." Miaomu murmured repeatedly.

"Don't you yearn for freedom the most? When you have a new saint, you will be free. If you want to leave Miaojiang and travel, no one will stop you."

"Ha ha."

Miao Mu sneered, and looked at the old woman indifferently, "Do you think I'm still the kid who didn't understand anything and let himself be deceived?"

Freedom, never again.

Even if there is a new saint, she will not live long.

Without talent, forcefully forced power is not talent at all, it consumes everything with life.

She had already run out of fuel, and if she hadn't hanged herself with medicine, she would have died long ago.

Miao Jiang also couldn't afford his own consumption. Those expensive medicinal materials, rare secret medicines, and precious Gu worms had already been unable to provide them.

Once there is a new saint, everything will stop supplying, and without those things, life is hanging, let alone leaving Miaojiang, I am afraid that I will not even have the strength to get out of bed, and my life will gradually disappear and die.

……

The big head put on the calico shirt worn by the boys from Miaojiang, his face was flushed, and he dared not see anyone.

My second younger sister has never worn such a flower.

Seeing that the little guy was so shy, Lin Anan couldn't help laughing, pointed at Cheng Feng and said, "Look at you, Uncle Cheng Feng."

Datou looked up, and burst out laughing.

At this moment, Cheng Feng is wearing a sleeveless vest with red flowers on a blue background, showing his arms, because he wears long sleeves all year round and lives in a sandy place, Cheng Feng's face is rough and bronze, but the skin on his body is delicate and fair.

The arms exposed at this moment and that face formed a sharp contrast.

(End of this chapter)