She took out a bucket from the car that was not much larger than the pot she usually used, fetched a bucket of water from the well under the tree, washed all the pears again, and wiped all the pears with a clean handkerchief.
Only after it was clean did he take all the pears into the carriage.
Xi'er had no choice but to wash her hands and face with the water Yeyue had prepared for her. As soon as she dried them, she saw Yeyue was about to get off the carriage, holding a silver plate with peeled and sliced dishes on it.
Scalloped pear.
"Miss, please use it."
Danqing came back soon and found a lot of things, but they were all well-made food. Xier ate some, which was not delicious, but had a different taste. Danqing hugged Xier reluctantly and apologized, because Xier ate some.
It was because of him that Xi'er suffered so much. Yes, from birth to yesterday, Xi'er had never suffered such a sin. She always ate the most delicious and exquisite food, and lived in the most comfortable and gorgeous beds...
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However, he will never understand that for Xi'er, those things are actually insignificant. When she has many choices, she will naturally choose those gorgeous clothes and delicacies. However, if the time comes, those are her
Things that could be easily given up. Those were never what she pursued.
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At night, Xi'er slept in the carriage, Yeyue spread bedding on the remaining space in the carriage, a fire was lit outside the carriage, and Danqing and Ma Da leaned on the pole of the old banyan tree.
Is this considered camping in the wild? Xi'er was lying in front of the window of the carriage, looking at the stars in the sky, listening to the barking of dogs and the chirping of insects from far and near. Occasionally, the voices of some village residents could be heard, and the couple in that house were quarreling.
, because the man was drunk again, and the child in the other house was crying, and it seemed that he had knocked over his mother's sewing basket...
It was such a noisy night, but Xi'er took a deep breath and lay down on the narrow bed. Her eyes were still looking at the night sky through the window, but her heart was extremely calm.
She originally thought that leaving her parents and Huayue City would make her panic and lose her bearings. In fact, she was somewhat at a loss. At least, during the day today, she was at a loss. But now, listening to those ordinary voices, she saw
Looking at the boundless night sky, among these real mortals, she was shocked to realize: It turns out that this is the real ordinary. What she pursued before was too obvious. Maybe it can be regarded as ordinary, but in fact