"My baby, it's not that my grandfather won't take you. I won't tell you the long journey to Mingyue Village. You have also seen the scene just now. What if you have three games and two shorts, will you let your grandfather live? Be good, go home, how good your home is, what you want. Dance e-book"

"No! I insist on going. Didn't my grandfather say that everything in the Qiao family will belong to Xier in the future. Are you not going to hand over the business in the mountains to me in the future? Why can you leave me but not? I don't care. If you don't take Xier, you won't even think about seeing me when you go home."

Xi'er was spoiled by the housewarming. She wanted to put her parents up and let her mouth go up, otherwise she would order her family to lock the eldest lady in the house. But she couldn't bear to move around. This is the pearl in his hand. Her granddaughter had to pick the stars in the sky. Every word she said was an imperial edict.

"Okay, okay, grandpa is obedient to you, can you still be obedient to you?"

Wushuang frowned when he saw it. He was walking in the mountains, even playing house with his children. He couldn't even predict what evil things happened in the mountains. Now he brought such a small burden on him, right? But this is the family affairs of the Qiao family, so he didn't talk much, so he had to acquiesce.

Xi'er has been spoiled since she was a child. She really caught up with the ancient princesses. She had to do whatever she wanted. When did she suffer this crime? Needless to say, she used to use her feet to walk more than a hundred steps, and she took a car when entering and leaving. Today, she didn't know what evil she was doing, but she followed Wushuang happily and didn't complain about being tired, and the servants led the horse and he didn't ride it.

Fang Xing sat on the horse's back and smiled bitterly, shaking his head, thinking, "It's really a girl who is too old to stay. This girl has grown up. But even if the rich and wealthy side of the Qiao family cannot marry the Northeast thief? It's not that Wushuang is not worthy of Xi'er. To put it nicely, all the people in the martial arts world call the leader of the thief Kuixing reincarnation. To put it nicely, then Kuixing is a killing star! What kind of destiny can a woman with him live with? Can there be good results?

"Xi'er, be mentally prepared. We may not be able to rest tonight. This time we leave will be at least one night. You can't complain about being tired." Ma Ya gave her a vaccination in advance.

"Oh, okay, don't stop if you don't rest. Anyway, I will follow you wherever you go! Listen to my grandfather's explanation of the beautiful scenery in Yuezhai, let's rest there! Hehe... Isn't that beautiful while looking at the beautiful scenery while breathing the fresh air in the mountains and then falling asleep?

Wushuang said, Lao Qiao, you really have to take Xier out to walk around in the future. It is secondary to those who go to school or not. We are all from the martial arts world. Since we want our children to inherit our legacy, it is not enough to just hold it in our hands and spoil it. Xier will cause trouble in the future. She doesn't know the dangers of the martial arts world, and she doesn't know the customs and customs of the three mountains of Miaojiang. She is afraid that she will have to experience it for several years if she wants to inherit the property of Wang Guan of the Qiao family.

Housewarming quickly said yes, since Shao Kui is here, we are all old friends and family friends. I plan to send Xier to you for training, and you will take her by your side if you have any business in the future.

"Okay, okay! I want to go to the Northeast, I want to go to see the snow! Grandpa, will I go to the Northeast with my uncle after I go back?" The little girl clapped her face happily.

"Enter, you can spare me. I won't be able to raise my aunt! Even if you say it, it won't be possible!" Wushuang thought to myself, if there is another aunt, my family won't be messed up? I guess Mr. Ma Sihai will definitely be gone. How can Ma Ya not take care of him by his side? Now Ma Ya and Lan Caidian are at home. He doesn't know how to let the two girls live peacefully. If you get one for me, can you live that day?

Although the journey was hard, fortunately I was not hungry. A mountain village appeared every ten miles in the mountains. The villages lived in ethnic minorities, ranging from a few households to a hundred or ten people. They lived a life of isolation from the world and rarely dealed with outsiders, especially the Han people, who were wary of the Han people. The reason was very simple. Han people had no faith, and people without faith were demons.

However, housewarming is a distinguished guest for them. As long as they move to speak, they will enthusiastically take out the food from their homes to entertain everyone.

It was the first time that the ethnic minorities in the southwest had Wushuang's customs. From their language, diet and ethnic culture, they were completely different from those in the northeast. The ethnic minorities in the northeast were relatively rough and hospitable, but the ethnic minorities in the southwest had a prejudice against the Han people and were guarding against the Han people everywhere. Although they had moved by their house to accompany them, Wushuang could feel the other party's vigilant gaze.

The sunset time in the southwest region is very late, until around 8 o'clock, the sun is gradually turning west, and the golden sunset is shining in the mountains, making it so beautiful.

A green stream with fried dough sticks flows down the river channel. A minority village stands next to the stream. This village is not completely closed like the Miao village. It is built along the mountains and rivers. The houses are layered with local materials and made of bamboo and wood from the local forest. The tallest one is even on the fourth floor. Bamboo curtains are hung in front of each bamboo building, and ethnic minority women are washing clothes barefoot in groups in front of the stream.

"Shaokui, this village is called Biquanzhai. It is a village of Tujia and the last village we pass by." said Fang Xing.

The Tu family were very enthusiastic, not as rigid as the Miao people's attitude towards the Han people. When they saw that they had moved, they quickly let everyone into the village.

Fang Qian took a sip of the Tu family's tea and moistened his throat and said, "Shaokui, this is the last place we can rest tonight, you have figured it out."

"Old Qiao, how many miles of mountain road is there in Biquan Village from Mingyue Village?" Wushuang asked.

"Well... it's about eighty miles long. The mountain road ahead is seriously damaged and not that easy to walk. Moreover, wolves often appear in the mountains after night, so Ghost Eyes will spend the night here every time they take goods, and then they will reach their destination directly in one go the next day."

Wushuang calculated it, not to mention that the more you go, the more rugged the mountain road is, the harder it is. Even if you walk at the current speed, you may have to reach Mingyue Village for a whole day. Where can you rest?

"Old Qiao, you can't leave. Listen to my advice. Tigers and leopards are rampant in the mountains and forests. The little Japanese dared not enter at night!" An old man in his 80s from Biquan Village advised.

"No matter how urgent you are, you have to stay overnight and leave. No one will say that. You, Mr. Qiao, are a great charity. Who hasn't received your care from our Sanshan Jiuzhai? You can't leave, you can't leave!"
Chapter completed!