Bai Xiu's smile was extremely bright, as warm as the sun: "Are you right, little sir?"
"..."
In the end, the man finally understood that Baixiu was really chasing people away.
But what’s the use of knowing?
Don't look at Bai Xiuzhen talking to him with a smile now, but if you know this woman's past deeds, you will understand that not to mention talking to her, just standing in front of her and keeping calm is a very remarkable thing
matter!
"Get out of here."
Bai Xiu's face really turned cold: "People like you are not welcome here."
She is trying to persuade her now, but if the other party still doesn't appreciate it and still wants to talk about Qin Tianjian, then Baixiu will really not be polite. Just like what the onlookers said before, they will either arrest and lock up for a period of time, or they will be fat.
Beat him up and throw him out.
Anyway, no matter which one you choose, you will offend Qin Tianjian.
But as a native of Kunlun Ancient Town, is Baixiu really afraid of Qin Tianjian?
Could it be that for such a small thing, they could still invite 21 people. Those ancestor-level monsters would travel thousands of miles to help Qin Tianjian for such a trivial matter?
Twenty-one people are not the lackeys of the Qintian Prison. Even the elder Ge invited people who could not move and asked them to come. It was just a joke!
After Bai Xiuzhen finished speaking, he ignored the other party and turned around to leave.
Behind her, Chun Xiaoman and Wushiba followed.
"Ama, Ama."
Chun Xiaoman shouted happily, Bai Xiu turned around, and the woman immediately showed a smile: "I asked my mother to help rescue me again."
"The rescue is just a small matter."
Bai Xiuzhen said: "If a town wants to exist, it must open its doors for business. It is normal for such things to happen."
"Ama, do you want me to be patient?"
"I didn't say that."
Bai Xiuzhen raised his hand and put it on Chun Xiaoman's head, and said dotingly: "What I mean is that you can beat me a little harder before I come out to reason."
The people in Kunlun Ancient Town are just like Baixiu Zhen, a typical person who helps relatives but does not help others.
No matter what his family has done, even if he commits murder and breaks the law, when faced with the police who come to his door, he will say without changing his expression: 'I am not here.'
"whee."
Chun Xiaoman happily hugged Bai Xiuzhen's arm and said coquettishly: "I know grandma is good to me. By the way, grandma, where is Han Yi? She hasn't come back yet?"
"I came back before."
Speaking of this, Bai Xiuzhen's face changed slightly, but he quickly recovered: "She didn't listen to me and insisted on joining the army. Now she is tied up. I don't know how many years she will have to work to pay off the debt."
"Isn't this being bullied?"
Chun Xiaoman rolled up his sleeves: "Let's go together and rescue Han Yi!"
Those who dare to deceive people in their town are simply seeking death. Let’s see if Miss Man doesn’t beat the shit out of that girl!
"Xiaoman, are you younger than Hanyi?"
"Big Beard, if you don't speak," Chun Xiaoman kicked Wushiba in the leg: "Are you going to die?!"
"Oh ho!!!"
Ignoring Wushiba who screamed in pain, Chun Xiaoman continued to look at Bai Xiuzhen. The latter shook his head helplessly and said, "She has a stubborn temper. If she doesn't want to come back, there's nothing I can do about it."
"Really Han Yi, why go outside? If you want to be an old soldier, why don't you just do it in the town? If she is here, if someone says my food is unpalatable, I will have a helper."
"That's right!"
Before Bai Xiu could really speak, Chun Xiaoman asked again: "What about Brother Wuyi? Will he come back this year?"
Wu Yi, Hong Wu Yi, is the Baojiaxian.
"he..."
Hearing the name, Bai Xiuzhen's eyes revealed a touch of sadness. She grabbed Chun Xiaoman's hand and shook it hard. Then she looked into the girl's eyes and said with a wry smile: "He won't come back."
"ah?"
Chun Xiaoman was stunned. She was a little confused and seemed not to understand what Bai Xiu really meant.
"Grandma?"
Chun Xiaoman wanted to ask, but Bai Xiuzhen let go of her hand, and then walked towards home with a depressed expression.
"Here, what's going on, Brother Bao, what do you mean Brother Bao won't come back?"
Seeing Chun Xiaoman's reaction, Wushiba on the side fell silent and said, "Don't you know yet?"
Speaking of this, Wushiba turned his head away, as if he didn't want to look at Chun Xiaoman's eyes.
"Know what?"
"What happened? Tell me clearly, bearded man!"
Because of the excitement, Chun Xiaoman even lifted Wushiba's collar, and the cheongsam on his body fluttered slightly because of his excitement.
"He's dead."
"Wha, what?"
Chun Xiaoman's hands were trembling, her mouth was open, and her eyes were full of disbelief: "You, what did you say?"
What is dead?
Who died?
"I said."
Wushiba's eyes were extremely calm. He was not a woman and would not cry. Even if it was his best brother who died, he would hide all his grief instead of spreading it like a virus!
"No, it's impossible, how is it possible!"
Chun Xiaoman's voice was not loud, but his tone was very urgent: "Brother Bao is so strong, if he gets serious, he can hit a hundred people like me, how can he die!"
"he..."
"I'm sorry, Xiaoman. It has happened many days ago, but I am only telling you now."
Bai Xiuzhen's voice came from behind Chun Xiaoman. She stood there, looking at the girl with soft eyes.
"Grandma."
Chun Xiaoman quickly came to Bai Xiuzhen and asked: "Mom, tell me, is what he said wrong? Brother Bao is fine. He is just too busy. He won't come back this year, right?"
However, Bai Xiezhen didn't explain anything.
She gently touched the girl's face, and then said: "Let's go and see him."
"..."
Chun Xiaoman bit her lip, her body was trembling, but her feet followed her. Soon, she arrived at Baixiu Zhen's house, and then she saw a tablet enshrined in the mourning hall in the back room.
At that moment, Chun Xiaoman was stunned.
She stood there in a daze, staring at the name on the tablet, biting her lip, but remained silent for a long time.
This is the memorial tablet of Bao Jiaxian, with the words "Ai Zi Hong Wu Yi's Spiritual Tablet" written on it. In front of the tablet, a hand-knitted sweater that is not beautiful is placed there.
Bai Xiu Zhen slowly knelt down on the futon, and Chun Xiaoman beside him also seemed to have lost his soul, kneeling down like a puppet.
"I remember when you were little, you were always fighting with Han Yi. You always had to fight with her for something delicious or fun."
In the silent mourning hall, Baixiu Zhen's voice slowly sounded: "Buy a bunch of candied haws, one less than Hanyi, so I'll argue with her."
"Tick tock."
Tears fell from Chun Xiaoman's cheeks. She lowered her head and clutched the clothes on her knees with both hands.