Bang! Bang!
Under the eaves, the wooden box was being photographed with a clanging sound.
"It's on fire again? It's not me! I'm wrong!"
Bi Fang crawled out with a series of Mars on his body, shouting in panic.
"Is anyone out just now?"
Qin Yin asked in a voice.
"Crack, there was no fire, I'm dreaming again." Bi Fang woke up instantly by the rain, so he looked at Qin Yin angrily, "I'm sleeping, how can I know? I just heard the wooden door creaking, I won't let you sleep if you don't give me porridge, right? You're too much!"
"How long ago did the wooden door open?"
"I warn you... one hour or two hours... Wait, you can't just let it go if you wake me up!"
That is the door I left before Mizushi.
Qin Yin grabbed the fluttering cardinal and stuffed it back into the bird's nest.
"Thank you."
It was drizzling, and Qin Yin ran out of the courtyard directly.
"Hey, do you still have some respect for this Saint Lord? Believe it or not, I'll make you flirt with this broken house... It's so comfortable." Bi Fang twisted his body halfway, wrapping his body around the haystack, making it squint his eyes comfortably.
"I don't know you well, I will continue to sleep."
He yawned happily, and Bi Fang continued to take on the dream that he had not finished just now.
...
...
Qin Yin stepped out of the yard and his eyes fell on the ground.
His home is in Nanluo, Jiming Village. There is a gentle slope in front of the gate, and the courtyard gate is on the uphill, without any water accumulation.
So the clear footprints instantly fell into Qin Yin's eyes.
Deep left and shallow right.
There is also a deep mud hole in parallel.
The steps are a little messy, with a long and short interval.
...Qin Zhao, holding a crutch.
Almost instantly, the old woman staggered forward on a rainy night and was imprinted into Qin Yin's mind.
"what are you up to?"
Qin Yin pointed to the ground on one knee, and looked forward along the narrow and muddy path, with a low voice.
As he got up, Qin Yin's footsteps intertwined, and his figure quickly disappeared into the rain curtain.
He never called her mother because he could not forget the two new graves in Daqingshan.
But after all, a lifetime.
Qin Yin knew clearly that he was the whole story of the old woman.
No matter how hard or tired they are, they all depend on each other for their own life.
But now, Qin Zhao's family left without saying goodbye.
On this rainy night, this mud road that normal people may fall when walking.
He didn't know what the old woman thought.
But he knows...
"The son has no mother, and he cannot live to this day..."
"The mother has no son, and she cannot last for the rest of her life."
"Since you are already a mother and a son, you should depend on each other and live for your life. I... should protect you well!"
The boy's tone was soft but firm.
In the rain, Qin Yin rushed out of Jiming Village and ran along the rugged and muddy dirt road towards the brightly lit Yuliang City.
...
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
"Call the gong to inform us, close the windows and doors, beware of rain."
"Fifth update! All my heavenly martial arts will be sent to the sages; we will be kept in the law and we will be safe."
Two anti-gunmen were wearing straw raincoats and pounding gongs in the alleys of Yuliang City.
The pace was a little fast, it was really annoying that the light rain all night was too annoying.
After the fifth update, it was almost dawn and they could go back and have a beautiful sleep.
In this huge Yuliang City, there are at least ten cyclone warriors in charge. Even if the soldiers guarding the city are all elites of the dynasty, the role of these updaters is just to report an hour.
Squeak.
The gate of the courtyard was slowly opened in the first mansion on Kaiyuan Street.
A servant yawned out, but as soon as he crossed the threshold, he heard a thumping sound of kowtow.
The peddler was shocked and almost fell to the ground.
"Who! This is the gate of Zhao's mansion."
The servant was angry and embarrassed and scolded him quickly.
The updater happened to come out of the alley and turn into Kaiyuan Street.
The movement here naturally came to their ears, but the two updaters looked at each other and walked away quietly.
"If you do things on this street, as long as those adults don't speak, we won't get involved."
The subtle voice of dialogue was smashed onto the stone slab by raindrops, and slowly disappeared with the fading figure.
...
"Qin Zhao asked to see the butler."
...
"Please."
...
Under the dim light of the lantern, an old woman with muddy body knelt outside the gate of the Zhao Mansion and kept kowtowing, and blood soon appeared on her forehead.
"Qin Zhao, you dare to come back!"
After seeing it clearly, the servant couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Something happened yesterday afternoon.
Manager Zhao Er was beaten by the old woman's son.
How dare you come back now?
After seeing clearly with the light of the lantern, the servant widened his eyes, picked up the broom and swung it on the woman.
"Don't get out!"
"Get out or not!"
The servant tried his best to beat the broom with a broom, hoping to drive away the broom star. Once the housekeeper saw it, he would definitely not have any good results.
However, the more he thought this way, the more things happened as he imagined.
A middle-aged man about forty years old, with a national face and a short coat of white teeth appeared silently behind the door, with a cold expression, "What happened?"
"Ah, big, big housekeeper."
When the servant heard the faint voice, he was so scared that he was sweating coldly, and quickly turned around and told the story of Qin Zhao.
And he was afraid that the butler would blame him, so he finally added fuel to the fire and said whether he needed to throw the old woman out.
After listening to the narration, the butler narrowed his eyes and glanced at the old woman on the ground without any emotion.
"Is it a punishment for the son who has instructed his son to come back after beating the Zhao family?"
"Qin Zhao is willing to be punished. Please ask the butler to give me kindness and allow my son to study in the Zhao family."
The woman kept kowtowing, but there was no expression on the butler's face. He only had a mockery curve, "When did it be so easy for me to get into the clan school of Zhao's family?"
"That butler, do you think the young one should be..." The servant quickly expressed his loyalty when he heard this and gestured to throw it out.
"Come here."
"If she just kneels like this, let her kneel until dawn and then bombard her."
"If you howl, kill her away. Not everyone can touch the majesty of my Zhao Mansion."
After quietly giving the order, the butler looked at Qin Zhao in condescendingly, sneered and turned around and left.
Qin Zhao knelt there, lying on the ground, and kowtowed tirelessly.
The rain fell on the ground and the water droplets that disintegrated quickly wet her clothes.
The lame right leg was often filled with pain.
Qin Zhao did not say a word, but still kowtowed...
Yin'er, mom is useless, I don't have much to do for you.
My mother wants to hit you, but she can't bear to leave.
You have helped the Qin family.
You've been helping your mother.
You are the breath that will make your mother live to this day.
So mother must not be a burden to you.
This is what Qin Zhao's thoughts were, what a woman who had never read two books and could not read many words.
Half an hour passed...
An hour passed...
The rooster was hoarse at dawn.
It's dawn.
But this annoying rain did not stop at all, and even began to turn into a pouring rain.
The sound of thundering covered the vastness of the world, and the sound of water was everywhere in my ears.
The butler of the Zhao family yawned out and saw Qin Zhao still kneeling outside the door.
He dusted his clothes and stepped out of the threshold and looked down from the top again.
"The sound is too small, I can't hear it."
The cold voice came into the woman's ears, and the weak body leaned on the ground and trembled gently.
"Please...the butler..."
"……show mercy."
Qin Zhao raised his head weakly, and the figure of the housekeeper in front of him was blurred.
Her legs were already broken, and the long night road made her fall dozens of times.
From last night to dawn today, the rain was soaked all night, and Qin Zhao's body was seriously overdrawn.
"Speak louder."
The butler sneered.
"Please..."
"Hahaha, I can't hear it."
The butler raised his head and laughed.
I happened to see that at dawn, a figure stood blankly outside the gate of Zhao's mansion. It seemed that it had just arrived, but it seemed that it had arrived for a moment...
The rain and water hang down from the hat in a line.
Qin Yin's cheeks twitched and he gritted his teeth tightly.
The location is exactly what he estimated.
But everything in front of him was far beyond his expectations.
How long has she been kneeling?
Did she know that her leg bone was broken?
It turns out that this life...
Some people care about him too.
Looking at the weak figure lying on the ground, Qin Yin only felt as if his heart was being held tightly with his hands.
The lips trembled violently.
"……mother!"
At this moment, the young man knelt on the ground with his knees, his head knocked down heavily, and the water splashed like white waves.
Qin Yin lived his life, standing and standing and death.
Don’t kneel to the sky, don’t kneel to the ground.
Kneel on your parents alone!
The voice was choked, and a word slowly bloomed from the rain, but it exploded in the woman's ears like thunder.
Qin Zhao's trembling body paused, unbelievable...
Turn around suddenly!
The rain poured, and the boy knelt on the ground.
A word weighs a thousand pounds.
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Chapter completed!