Li Si was immediately stunned, why did he become the principal of the school? After thinking for a moment, this should be done by Yang Yong. Yang Yong, this kid, always likes to do something like this, but it's okay, so I don't have to go there myself.
The Miao Village also wanted to report this and that. Soon a large number of men, women, and children gathered around, all coming for Li Si’s reputation. Li Si’s reputation was very high in the Miao Village. The former Miao Village
The warrior killed a black bear with one hand, and later challenged hundreds of sword-wielding warriors in the Miao village by himself. His reputation was long-lasting.
When the great elder heard that Li Si was coming, he hurriedly brought several old men from the elder group with him on crutches. Only when he saw the great elder for the first time did Li Si know what the traces of time are. Time is like a knife.
There were deep marks on the elder's face, and the wrinkles seemed to have been cut with a knife. It was really unbelievable that a person could be so old, with his waist hunched over and his back hunched a lot.
Li Si felt very sad. After all, the reason why the Great Elder was so old had a lot to do with him. If it weren't for him, Li Wanrou would not have died; if Li Wanrou had not died, then the Great Elder would not be so sad and old.
"Li Si, is that you?" The elder had a white band tied on his head, which symbolizes power. He was wearing the unique clothing of the Miao ethnic group, with black as the main color and colorful patterns. She squinted her eyes and drew a few strands.
His silver hair was gently blown by the wind. Li Si walked over, held the elder's old hand that was as dry as a vine, and said, "Mom, I'm back!"
"Ama..." The elder was stunned, and muddy tears flowed out. She wiped her tears secretly, and said excitedly: "Okay, Xiaosi, you finally came back to see me, an old woman. Don't worry about Wanrou.
I’m so sad, look at you, your hair has turned a lot gray!”
With tears in his eyes, the elder looked at Li Si's head of gray hair and said, "Oh, everything is over!"
"Ama, I...I came here specially to pay my respects to Sister Wanrou this time!" Li Si nodded and said, "I also brought my wife and children!"
"Ah, really? Where is it... Quick, take me to see it!" The elder was stunned and immediately became pleasantly surprised. The older a person is, the smaller his heart is. Ever since Li Si left, since Wanrou's death, the elder has
The elder also gradually figured out a lot of things. Li Si was immediately stunned, why did he become the principal of the school? After thinking about it for a moment, it should be Yang Yong's doing. Yang Yong, this kid, always likes to do something.
This, but it's okay, it saves me a trip to the Miao village to report this and that. Soon a large number of men, women, and children gathered around, all coming for Li Si's name. Li Si's name
It is very high in the Miao Village. A former Miao Warrior killed a black bear with one hand, and later challenged hundreds of sword-wielding warriors in the Miao Village. His reputation was so great that he was famous for a while.
When the great elder heard that Li Si was coming, he hurriedly brought several old men from the elder group with him on crutches. Only when he saw the great elder for the first time did Li Si know what the traces of time are. Time is like a knife.
There were deep marks on the elder's face, and the wrinkles seemed to have been cut with a knife. It was really unbelievable that a person could be so old, with his waist hunched over and his back hunched a lot.
Li Si felt very sad. After all, the reason why the Great Elder was so old had a lot to do with him. If it weren't for him, Li Wanrou would not have died; if Li Wanrou had not died, then the Great Elder would not be so sad and old.
"Li Si, is that you?" The elder had a white band tied on his head, which symbolizes power. He was wearing the unique clothing of the Miao ethnic group, with black as the main color and colorful patterns. She squinted her eyes and drew a few strands.
His silver hair was gently blown by the wind. Li Si walked over, held the elder's old hand that was as dry as a vine, and said, "Mom, I'm back!"
"Ama..." The elder was stunned, and muddy tears flowed out. She wiped her tears secretly, and said excitedly: "Okay, Xiaosi, you finally came back to see me, an old woman. Don't worry about Wanrou.
I’m so sad, look at you, your hair has turned a lot gray!”
With tears in his eyes, the elder looked at Li Si's head of gray hair and said, "Oh, everything is over!"
"Ama, I...I came here specially to pay my respects to Sister Wanrou this time!" Li Si nodded and said, "I also brought my wife and children!"
"Ah, really? Where is it... Quick, take me to see it!" The elder was stunned and immediately became pleasantly surprised. The older a person is, the smaller his heart is. Ever since Li Si left, since Wanrou's death, the elder has
