Chapter 69: Residence in Jiang Chao Inn

Author: Ju Gaogao

Chapter 69: Residence in Jiang Chao Inn

"Farewell is for a better reunion." An Yuce replied in a low voice with red eyes.

An Xiaoxiao nodded with satisfaction and handed the two little ones to Rong Niang. She glanced at the three sisters of the Guo family who came to see her farewell, Sanhan and the village chief, and said aloud: "Thank you all for this period of time."

Take care of the green mountains and rivers, and there will always be a day when the mountains and rivers meet. Please take care of them."

After speaking, An Xiaoxiao stepped onto the ox cart, Dawu bowed to them with his fists, and stood onto the ox cart and left. Everyone stood at the entrance of the village and watched their backs getting farther and farther away, their eyes were red. The second sister of the Guo family

At first, he couldn't help but turn his back and sobbed quietly. Xiaohan took a sweat towel from his arms and handed it over.

"Who wants you! It's dirty!" The second sister was so arrogant. She glared at Xiaohan, but she kept her mouth unyieldingly, but she pulled the sweat towel and wiped her tears. Xiaohan was scolded and she didn't even

Angry, touched his head, and giggled. Han Er and Han San looked at each other and covered their mouths and giggled.

The two of them gradually disappeared into the dust, and everyone stood by the roadside for a moment, sighing and leaving.

"Jiang Chao, why are you here?" As soon as the ox cart drove to the side of Uncle An Er's farmhouse, Dawu saw the figures of an old and a young man from afar. Before he could react, An Xiaoxiao jumped down first.

, picked up the bag and walked towards them.

Why does this person have him everywhere?

Dawu felt even more bored when he saw Jiang Chao's smiling face. He hummed a few times and deliberately picked up his bag and walked towards Uncle An.

"I asked everyone in the village that there is no free farmhouse for rent now. I really have no choice but to ask Xiao Jiang for help." Uncle An took their bag and explained while tying up the ox cart.

After the ox cart was opened, Uncle An Er came from someone else at half price to facilitate purchases. He happened to catch An Xiaoxiao back to the village and helped him a lot.

"It's good to help." Jiang Chao also helped unload the goods and said to both of them: "You can stay in my inn these days first. After the New Year, my second uncle is helping you find it and see if there are any cheap ones.

Houses can be rented.”

Although Jiang Chao's inn is remote, it is just right away from Uncle An and the Medicinal Materials Shop. An Xiaoxiao did not refuse and stuffed some silver into Jiang Chao's hand. He said something and disturbed him. Then he walked towards the inn with peace of mind.

Dawu Hei's face followed without saying a word.

"I'm kind enough to take us in, please give me some face." An Xiaoxiao approached Dawu, slammed him with an elbow, and said half teasingly and half smiling: "Tell me, you are a big jealous jar."

Dawu raised his eyelids and glanced at An Xiaoxiao, silent.

When they arrived at the inn, according to the practice in Daoxiang Village, Dawu and An Xiaoxiao should have divided two rooms. Unexpectedly, An Xiaoxiao entered the door with a bag. Dawu rushed in and lie on the bed and started to cheat.

"You can't go out." An Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes, and the silver light flashed slightly at her fingertips. Dawu was lying on the bed with a scoundrel, looking like a scoundrel who wouldn't leave if you stab me to death. An Xiaoxiao was so angry that she gritted her teeth and directly put her baggage.

When he hit him, Dawu did not dodge or dodge. He copied the bag and put it aside, turned over, pretended to sleep with his back facing outside.

An Xiaoxiao was so amused and cried. Then she thought that both of them had met each other honestly and no longer had pretentiousness. She kicked Dawu with her feet and lay down.

The two consecutive trips had already made the two exhausted. As soon as they lay on the bed, the deep feeling of depression came up. An Xiaoxiao yawned, pulled the quilt and covered the two of them, and fell asleep.

The woman's breathing gradually became longer. The person sleeping inside moved and turned over and hugged her. Her warm body was buried in her arms. Her heart, which had been depressed for a long time, finally felt relieved. The man tightened his arms and put his chin on his face.

He pressed against the woman's head and slowly closed his eyes.

It was almost three days since I came to Anjia Village. Village Chief An was still ill. The medicinal material store was managed by Uncle An, so there was nothing to worry about. An Xiaoxiao took this opportunity to read all the inside and outside of Anjia Village and figure it out clearly.

The living conditions of the villagers

I have to say that compared with Daoxiang Village, Anjia Village is not a little poor.

You said why your mother fell in love with him when she was blind, she was greedy, lustful and incompetent, so she was really blind.

An Xiaoxiao was wandering outside, silently complaining to the original owner in her heart, as if she had reached a certain hillside for revenge. An Xiaoxiao's chest suddenly felt a puffy pain. She quickly concentrated her luck and calmed her mind.

OK OK OK OK Don't say that our mother is not, don't say that.

"Where is Jiang Chao?" An Xiaoxiao, who had been outside until dusk before returning to the inn, couldn't help but wonder when she saw the guy cleaning in the lobby: "I haven't seen him for many days."

"Shopkeeper Jiang said he would go out to buy the goods these days, and he would go out early in the morning and not be able to return until the evening." The young man had already recognized An Xiaoxiao, and he replied enthusiastically: "Do you need to leave a message to him? Wait until you meet him later

I'm here to the shopkeeper, I'll tell him."

"No, thank you." An Xiaoxiao smiled and went upstairs. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Dawu about to take off his shirt. He was dripping with water all over his body, his hair was wet, and the water droplets dripped down his chin to the ground.

Dawu didn't react when he saw her entering the door. He sat in the chair and wiped his body carelessly. An Xiaoxiao hugged her arms and looked around the door for a while. Finally, she couldn't help but walk over and take the cloth and wipe his hair. She stuffed a pill to him.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this a trip to the river?"

It is still cold winter now, and even those who practice martial arts can't resist the cold air entering their body. An Xiaoxiao quickly wiped his hair dry and asked him to put on his clothes. At the beginning, Dawu was still hesitant and reluctant to take off his pants.

Seeing that An Xiaoxiao was not ashamed, her eyebrows trembled and she changed her eyebrows on the spot.

At night, the cold wind whizzed past the window, and the people in the house were breathing for a long time, close together, as if they had fallen into deep sleep. Several masked people jumped down from the eaves and fell silently into the inn courtyard.

The leading masked man took out a dagger from behind his waist and made a throat-cutting position. The remaining few people nodded and spread around.

Whoosh swosh swosh

Several stones broke through the sky, and several black shadows fell to the ground, and quickly stood up, surrounding the leader in the middle and forming a circle.

"Why, what good things are here? I'll give you one brother?" The tall man walked out of the shadow, threw stones in his hands and connected them, his eyes were curved, and his mouth was smiling, without any displeasure.

The masked man standing in the outermost circle looked at each other, pulled out the dagger in his sleeve and attacked him. Dawu was calm and took a few steps back and avoided the tip of the dagger. He wrapped his palms around his body, and removed his arms.

Kick them to the ground.

To Dawu's surprise, several black shadows did not even hum, and quickly rolled up, changed hands and took the knife, and formed a circle again.

The leader in the middle did not move, just stood there with his hands behind his back.

Death soldier?

The thought flashed across his head, and Dawu took a step back and barely avoided the cold light that had hit his face. He punched and turned into a palm, slapped the person in front of him.

Several silver lights flashed, and Dawu fell down from behind. Before he could turn his head, he took away a dagger next to him and slashed to the back of his neck with a palm.

"Just like these few people have been having this for so long?" An Xiaoxiao stretched her waist and walked in from the gate of the yard. Dawu pushed away a masked man, raised his eyes and looked at her, frowned: "Why don't you put it on?"

A coat comes out.”
Chapter completed!