Chapter 1457 Still Soft-Hearted

And she can only laugh bitterly. She doesn't know whether to blame her mother, herself, or both, because she was born by her mother. With such a selfish mother, how good is she? go?

Therefore, she and her shamelessness and selfishness all came out of her bones.

So whether it is Xiaoqing or March, they are all the way, but she is not.

So no matter how they go, they can't go anywhere, and they can't go the same way.

No matter how she put her hand on her chest, she also felt the few silver notes and stuffed the buns on the table into her own baggage.

Everyone is gone, what is she still doing here, spending money here? She still wants to leave here and find a good livelihood for herself. If anyone finds out, what awaits her is not wealth, but being sold.

She has already been sold once, do you want to be sold a second time?

When she came out, she saw a few people walking towards her, she hurriedly ducked aside, and those people were getting closer to this place.

"I seem to have seen Xiao Huang just now?"

Big Brother Xiao Huang said.

They are all out of prison, there is no one good, all of them are like beggars, but no matter what, they are really the rest of their lives, and they are not dead. Blessed.

It's just that they never thought that when they went back, what was waiting for them was not a good thing, but homelessness.

And not long after they left, Xiao Huang came out holding his bag.

"Oh, wait."

Suddenly, someone stopped her from behind, which also made Xiao Huang stagger, and then ran forward like crazy, and as soon as she ran, that person also ran.

This one runs and the other chases, the other beats to death without stopping, and the other runs to death without resting.

Until you reach a dead end.

There is no way forward, and no way back.

Xiao Huang hugged her burden tightly, also trembling, backing back from time to time, and she recognized it, this seemed to be the second of the inn, but what the second was chasing after her, she did nothing. Yes.

She didn't pay the money, and she didn't take an extra line from the inn.

"I said, what are you running for?"

Xiao Er gasped, and the breath was about to run away.

"Then why are you chasing me?"

Xiao Huang was about to cry. She was holding the burden tightly in her arms again, thinking to herself, this person will not know that she still has two or two hundred silver on her body, but she is also revealing some money, these How do people know that?

"Can I chase you if you don't run?"

"Can you run without chasing me?"

The two were just running and chasing, arguing for a long time, but they still couldn't come up with a reason.

This is also what happens when there is a lack of heart, when encountering a solid eye.

I really don't know what they are doing at this time, what is there to argue about?

Xiao Er took something out of himself and shook it, "Someone gave it to you."

"give me?"

Xiao Huang pointed to his face, "Give me what, who gave it to me?"

Who else will give her something, maybe it's something she lost, but it's not her thing either.

"It was given to you by the nobles."

Xiao Er put the thing on the ground, "Take it yourself," he said, tapped his own shoulder again, and muttered, "How can a girl's family run like this?"

If it wasn't for the noble person who gave him five taels of silver and asked him to give this to her, he would have been running for so long because of his sick mind.

She's not an immortal beauty, why is he chasing her.

And when Xiao Huang heard the word noble, he already knew, who are those nobles?

Is it Buqing, and these were given to her by Xiaoqing?

However, she didn't understand, why didn't she give it to her in person?

Then she thought about it again, maybe they didn't even want to see her face.

She hurried over and picked up the little bag on the ground.

Then she sat aside, put the burden on her lap, and opened it again.

Inside the bag, what seems to be a few pieces of clothes, and...

A silver ticket.

A five hundred tael silver note.

It is the five hundred taels of silver notes, plus what she has on her body, they are all seven hundred taels, and with seven hundred taels, even if she does nothing in this life, she can live well.

But……

She suddenly hugged the bundle, and buried her face in the bundle, only her shoulders were shaking from time to time.

And the hawking voices outside have also increased, and the voices of those people can be vaguely heard.

Ordinary, plain and simple.

As usual, it has never changed because of one person.

Inside the carriage, the little fox had shrunk to the side of the quilt and fell asleep. Lao Hengyuan patted its little head, "You don't care about her, why would you still give her a bill?"

Shen Qingci opened his eyes,

"I do not know either."

"Maybe..." What did she suddenly think of?

What to say about these? After all, those who have been through hardships together depend on those hardships. This is the only thing she can give her, but it is only limited to this.

She can arrange March, after all, this is what she promised March, and because of her pure nature, she can keep her by her side.

But Xiao Huang couldn't.

Greed and selfishness is her nature.

And she didn't leave such a person in her body.

And with that money, no matter where the little yellow people are, they can live well, and they can buy a house for themselves. Like they were in Huangyang Village, they were only two hundred taels of silver. You can be very confident, and Xiao Huang has 700 taels, which is enough for her to buy a house, and then buy dozens of acres of land to become a landlord's wife.

As for how to live in the future, then it's just Xiao Huang's own business.

Shen Qingci opened the curtain of the carriage. As soon as the curtain was opened, there seemed to be a familiar gust of wind coming all the way. It also made the white fur on the little fox a little messed up. The little fox might also feel the cold, and then It got up and hid in the quilt.

Luo Hengju pulled over a corner of the quilt and covered it, the little fox could sleep comfortably.

Shen Qingci looked back at the quilt.

She was born in a snowy mountain, grew up on the snowy mountain, and has long hair. She didn't say how cold she was. The hairy one got cold first.

She is lying on the carriage window again, looking into the distance from time to time. She has only seen this kind of snow-cold wind in Changlin. Because of that snow-capped mountain, the wind is always there all year round. It is so.

And the people there have lived there for generations, so they are all used to this place, and they also have their own customs.

Sure enough, Lao Hengju was right, Xueshan didn't blow up casually, nor did she get some gunpowder to blow up other people's mountains. If it wasn't good, it would really affect the terrain here.