"Aba Aba beat Duoduo."

This is about to fail, and I can't even say the complete words!

Lu Yisa clearly remembered that his grandfather was very energetic before going to college. He could climb up and down in a day to collect half a cart of avocado. How could he say that it was not possible and it was so fast?

She didn't consider the problem here, she only felt that death was like a lamp extinguishing and life was fragile.

Fortunately, the man who was like an addict just seemed to have problems and did not do anything irrational until he got off the car.

Looking at his father standing at the entrance of the town, Lu Yissa felt something was wrong.

No matter what, my dad is also acting too... no problem.

There was no anxiety on his face, and it was so calm that he was scary. Grandpa was about to lose his life. I remember that my dad and grandpa had a very good relationship, so it wouldn't be like this.

"Come with me." The taciturn father is now even more taciturn, so serious that he is a little scary.

"Yeah, OK."

Lu Yisa walked behind her father and felt something was wrong. She couldn't say there was something wrong.

right!

It was everyone's expression and eyes. Compared with before they left, everyone in the village and town had a new mental outlook. If it were the earthworms who had struggled to survive underground, they now had a bit of Andean eagle.

Confidence, strength, and mixed with things that you can't even say, as if a flame is burning in your heart.

flame.

Lu Isa saw the ruins of the plantation burned to ashes, and she vaguely remembered that it was the farm of Sanchez's family.

But it has been swallowed up by the fire and turned into a black and gray area. The avocado tree that carries the hard work of several generations has also been away by the wind.

"Dad, Sanchez's farm, what's going on..."

"It was burned by the bandits of the Gitans family."

"That's the Sanchez family?"

"He was killed, too."

"all?"

"No one left."

Lu Yisa twitched her nose and couldn't say what she felt. The family she knew since childhood is now separated by heaven and man, which made her a little doubt her own existence in a trance.

She also strengthened her determination not to return to her hometown in the countryside. If she had the opportunity, she would be a good choice.

After walking a few steps, I saw the plantation where I raised myself. Lu Isa couldn't help but become anxious.

Just as he walked a hundred steps away, Lu Yisa's steps stopped. She rubbed her eyes and looked at her father next to her in surprise.

Lu Isa said crazy: "What the hell is going on?"

Grandpa, who was always angry on his phone, was standing at the door of the manor. Not to mention that he couldn't hold on, he was about to die. His mental state was so good that he seemed to be decades younger, and his white hair was showing signs of turning black again.

The tall body is like a fir tree, and the eyes are like lightning.

If this is almost out of reach, then Lu Isa is probably about to be buried.

"Lu Isa, come in."

Grandpa transformed into his majestic old pastor image, and under the father's semi-forced bottom lane Isha walked into the farm in confusion.

"The Mandarin of the Island you learned came in handy, Lu Isa." The old pastor said with gratitude, "You must have been guided by God when you went to study Mandarin of the Island. Everything was arranged by the Father Lord."

No, I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense.

Lu Yisa went to learn Mandarin in the island back then because she watched too much animation in the island country. In addition, she was also learning English at the same time. God could not only guide her half, right?

If it weren't for knowing that my father and grandpa wouldn't have murdered him, Lu Isa would have run away long ago.
Chapter completed!