Pastoral elegance: the shocking little peasant girl

Chapter 232
Tian Xiaohe hurried back, as if she had returned to the era when devils entered the village to flee for their lives. Although she did not catch up with that era, but at this moment when saving lives was like putting out a fire, she didn't even know if her feet had turned into The rubber wheels were so tireless, even numb to the point of no feeling, and finally returned to the village before dark.

She didn't have time to go home, so she went directly to find Grandpa Gu, the head of the village, and briefly described the letter and the whole story.

After reading it, Gu Lichang was not very happy, but at the moment when human life was at stake, he still rang the gong, and the urgent "bang bang" sound spread to every corner of the village, conveying the message to the villagers, and looking for it together. The whereabouts of Qian Xiaodou.

It's just that, while the people in the village helped to find him, they also inevitably spread gossip. Unfortunately, Qian Xiaodou was not found, but Tian Xiaohe's reputation as a funeral star became even louder.

Of course, when Tian Xiaohe knew about it, it was already the third day after Qian Xiaodou disappeared. At that time, the news that someone in Lao Gu Village was killed quickly spread, and the people in the village here almost hid when they saw Tian Xiaohe. , Even talking can only rely on mouth shape, and more often you can only hide in your own bed and say a few words.

After all, a character who killed his father, killed his younger brother, killed his fiancé, killed his future father-in-law, and killed his future mother-in-law. They were afraid that if they didn't pay attention, they would cause trouble for themselves. Therefore, they avoid as much as they can.

For these rumors, it is impossible for Tian Xiaohe to say that he does not take it to heart.

However, life must go on after all, and the younger brother has to look for it, and the cheap mother has been crying for the past few days. She looked at the sensible eldest daughter, and then took a closer look at the younger daughter. She gritted her teeth and packed up a small bag. Wearing the clothes he often wears, carrying two handfuls of copper coins in his pocket, he sent the two children away, left Gujia Village with tears in his eyes, and embarked on a long journey to find his son.

Of course, Mrs. Tian did not leave a word to them both when he left, and when Tian Xiaohe took his younger sister home, but when Mrs. Tian couldn't be found, she still learned of Mrs. Tian's whereabouts and the benefits from a kind person who returned to the village. Mother means.

Looking at the empty house, Tian Xiaohe couldn't tell how empty her heart was, only the tears fell silently, she didn't want to believe in any fate, let alone accept the identity of the bereaved star, but she couldn't change her strength an accomplished fact.

After Tian Shi left, Tian Xiaohe and Mai Mai stayed in the empty room for two days, until Wang Xiaojun came to the door with her son in her arms, she was a little refreshed, but also looked sick.

"Xiaohe, don't be too sad, your mother will definitely find Xiaodou back, so don't worry too much."

Wang Xiaojun stroked her hair distressedly, and pulled Qianmai's little hand again, "Xiaohe, you two are too young, it's better not to live alone in this new house, and live together with Maimai at aunt's house Go, there is something easy to take care of."

"En." Tian Xiaohe nodded blankly, looked at the new house where he had just lived for a few days, packed a few things, and moved to Aunt Wang's small courtyard.

The new house is relatively close to the tomb, and there are a lot of rumors and rumors, and the good house is also rumored to be a haunted house. I think those who wanted to snatch the house lost their minds, and they didn’t even have the courage to take two steps to look at it. I vented, as if I was afraid that if I was not careful, I would get bad luck.

The three years of filial piety were peaceful and dull, like a wounded beast hiding in the mountains and living a life of keeping a low profile. As long as you don't think about it, you will get used to it.

Three years, short or long, is nothing more than the blink of an eye, just like the flying bullet on the execution ground, waiting for endless torture before the end of life, once it is over, at most it is the effort of closing the eyelids.

In three years, the barren hills have turned into dense forests, looking down from a high altitude, like a coiled green giant snake. On the top of the hill, a single building can be vaguely seen, which is the residence Tian Xiaohe built for himself.

Ps: In the process of changing the contract, this article may end early.

I have to take care of the newborn, so I have to stop writing, and I won’t rush to write later, Xiaodie feels helpless, sincerely apologizes, and will give you a follow-up episode after returning.

(End of this chapter)