The princess doesn't talk much

Chapter 78

In other words, she glanced at Ye Wuming worriedly. For some reason, she always felt that Ye Wuming seemed to remember a lot of things, as if he only forgot his identity.

Will his amnesia recover soon?
If his memory recovered, would he still treat her so well?Will he help her punish evil and promote good?Will they turn against each other directly and have the intention to kill them all?

Without saying a word, he sipped his lips and sighed a little worried.

Ye Wuming was keenly aware of Yan Buzhi's melancholy thoughts, he stretched out his hand to touch Yan Buzhi's hair, and asked softly, "Are you worried about Han Hetai?"

Unable to recover from his words, he smiled at Ye Wuming and shook his head, but he didn't mean to explain.

But mentioning Han Hetai made Yan Buzhi withdraw his mind.

Without saying anything, he looked at the gate of Chizhou City with his hips crossed, and said, "Let's go, let's enter the city!"

……

Because they got a lot of property in Qingzhou City, General Luo generously gave the four of them enough money. This time they entered Chizhou City, and finally they didn't have to eat the overlord's meal.

The group of four didn't sleep well last night. They were planning to find an inn to eat, drink and rest before going to deal with Han Hetai. Unexpectedly, they encountered a small episode on the street.

A group of common people gathered around the street, seeming to be looking at something interesting.

But the woman's weeping sound came from the crowd.

"Hey, what's going on over there, let's go and see!" Zhu Xiaopang expressed his curiosity.

Lu Banxian shook his head and said, "If you don't know the place you live in, it's better not to get together... Hey, you guys!"

Before Lu Banxian could finish his sentence, he had already dragged Zhu Xiaopang into the crowd.

Ye Wuming said helplessly: "Let her go."

Lu Banxian curled his lips and had no choice but to follow.

"I beg all the big brothers and sisters-in-law, grandpas and aunts, all kind-hearted people, please help the little girl, woooooo... Now the weather is hot, if my father doesn't bury her, this body will rot, please kind-hearted people, please help the little girl , my little girl can do everything, washing and cooking, carrying water and chopping firewood, and all kinds of rough work. Please help me."

Before he could squeeze into the middle of the crowd, he heard a woman crying.

The voice is delicate and weak, but it is pleasant to the ear.

From what she said, it seems that she sold herself to bury her father?

Without saying a word, he dragged Zhu Xiaopang to the front of the crowd, and sure enough, he saw a young girl with hay on her head, kneeling in front of a corpse covered with a white cloth.

And there was a small wooden sign in front of her, on which was written the words "sell your body to bury your father".

"Oh, what a poor girl, it's a pity I can't help."

"Yes, my family can't afford a maid."

"Selling one's body to bury one's father is truly filial!"

"Yes, yes, poor man!"

……

Everyone in the audience lamented the girl's fate, but no one came to help.

Zhu Xiaopang took Yan Buzhi's hand, and Yan Buzhi looked down at him, and he said, "Second brother Yan, let's help her bury her father, a coffin won't cost much."

Nodding without saying anything, Zhu Xiaopang is right, a coffin does not need much money, they can afford it now.

But the woman in front of her didn't want to help her without saying a word.

Without saying a word, he said in a low voice: "Little Fatty, my second brother will teach you a word, it is difficult to draw a tiger's skin and bones, you know the face but you don't know the heart!"

(End of this chapter)