Cui Bao whispered: "I just said that I wanted someone to bring money to redeem people, and in a hotel called Zhongdu in the county."

"them--"

Cui Rong said anxiously: "Are they eating and living now? Are they physically injured? Are those people because-"

Choi Rong paused and said, "Because that...detained them?"

Cui Bao looked outside.

Although everyone who asked for money outside left, he still looked outside nervously and cautiously.

Nodded.

Cui Rong couldn't help but curse, "These two injustices!"

Cui Bao whispered: "It's not just a gambling thing, it seems."

Looking at the elder sister's expression, Cui Bao didn't dare to say it.

"Say"! Cui Rong thinks things can be so bad.

Cui Bao lowered his head like a quail and said, "It seems that there are still women involved."

Cui Rong grinded her teeth for a long time.

"Let's see if these two evil deeds come back, they won't be stripped of them."

Bai Ju is a little confused.

"So many".

I couldn't help but look outside.

Then he whispered as if he was pinching his throat: "I have lost so much money, and I have to bring the money to redeem people?!"

The sky outside is full of dusk and the afterglow of the sunset is reflected by the sky, and the dark light is reflected on this desolate earth.

The atmosphere in the main hall sets off is even more miserable.

The persimmon tree in the yard shook two persimmons on the top of the tree. Su Mo thought that when she was free tomorrow, she could clean up the persimmons in the yard and make persimmon cakes.

In the past, I had to lie on the bed with my body pain. When I had nothing to do, I just read all kinds of books, and she almost searched all the books in the family.

When I was translating the Codex, I thought it would be great if I could make one with my own hands. It’s a pity that I had no energy at that time, now.

Su Mo looked at her hands. Except for being a little rough, the roots and bones of her fingers were still good.

If you take care of it slowly, you should be able to recover to a slender jade finger.

Maybe this girl didn't care about these things before.

Bai Ju's words made everyone in the house fall into a depressing and depressing depression.

"Mom, I'll go to the county town tomorrow to bring my brother and cousin back."

The persimmon cake had to be made in a few days.

Su Mo's voice was quiet, as if she drifted into this ordinary farmhouse from a distant place.

After a moment, several people realized that this was the daughter (niece) talking.

Without thinking about the slight changes in the niece's speech, Bai Ju took a few breaths, and then said in her slightly sharp tone, "I said, "You don't make trouble, niece, okay? What's the rush at home? You're still joking with adults. Now you go to the kitchen to make a bowl of noodles for your mother to eat cheaper."

Bai Ju doesn't believe it anyway.

Although Cui Rong didn't believe it, she was still very moved by her daughter's suggestion.

"Your brother knows that you are anxious about him now and don't know how happy you should be."

Cui Rong said weakly.

Only in the original owner's memory did Su Mo realize that the brother and sister were not brothers and sisters, they were clearly a pair of enemies, and they wished that whoever in the family would dominate the family first would dominate.

So don’t say that Su Mo would think of saving her brother, and not coming back if he didn’t want to be fooled, he would be very conscientious.

Cui Bao waved his hand and said, "Niece, go and stew the mountain pheasant I brought. Just listen to this matter. You know what's happening at home now. You can't even leak a word when you go out. This is an important matter. It's a big deal. It's not going to happen if your father comes back later."

He turned to Cui Rong and said, "Sister, we still have to eat food. No matter how urgent the matter is, we are still in a hurry now. If my brother-in-law comes back later, it will be bad if he gets home and eats cold rice."

Choi Rong packed up her spirits.

"I'll go to the soup pot and wine. When your brother-in-law comes back later, you can drink some. No one can bear it this day."

Seeing the wound on your younger brother's face, "Can you drink if you have a wound on your face?"

Cui Bao came one day because he was worried about fighting, so he felt a long time ago and wanted to drink some wine and cover his head and sleep.

He heard the drink and waved his hand and said, "This little injury is not a problem."

Cui Rong nodded: "That's good."

Su Mo and Bai Ju followed Cui Rong into the kitchen.

Bai Ju burned absent-mindedly.

The flames licked the stove as big as they were, and then the small as they were about to die.

Su Mo used to practice Qi Gongfu with her grandfather.

Now I couldn't help but raise my voice and said, "Aunt, if you cook the pot like this, the pheasant will be ruined. It will be half-cooked and not delicious."

Sure enough, there was a sizzling sound from time to time from time to time from time to time from the stove to pot.

Bai Ju is a woman on the stove, so she naturally knows that it is too dry to burn the fire and is surrounding the dishes in the pot.

He laughed twice.

Cui Rong was also absent-minded. He put the shells into the vegetable basket and threw the broad beans under his feet one by one.

Su Mo sighed, "Mom, sit here and rest."

He pulled Cui Rong over and let her sit on a small stool made of wooden stakes in front of the stove.

Cui Rong sat down with her daughter, looking at the fire.

"Auntie, come outside and bring some firewood."

"oh"

"Why".

Bai Ju was so distracted by the fire. When she heard her niece's words, she went out in a daze.

While stir-frying the dishes in the pan, Su Mo hurried over to burn the fire. She felt like a top, and she couldn't help but smile.

It's really new.

In the past, I was talking about these cooking things like watching them from the glass. Now, after practicing them, I feel that I am really reborn.

This original body should have been proficient in doing these stoves, and there was no sense of unfamiliarity in the body.

Bai Ju and Cui Rong naturally didn't know what Su Mo was thinking at this time. The two sat in a row and were worried together as they watched the firelight.

A scent of pheasant meat began to come from the pot, and as the smoke drifted away, it merged into the stove of every household in the village, adding some warm fireworks to the cold and empty land of the evening.

Smelling the aroma of food that is constantly coming from the village and blowing the cold northwest wind on the plateau, Wang Xian kicked the cowhide outdoor mountaineering high-top boots on his feet and complained: "If I had known that I had brought the assistant group here, I shouldn't have entered the village quietly, so I shouldn't have been shooting."

Young Master Wang, who has always been respectful and upbringing, has never suffered such sin of being hungry and having nowhere to rest.

Shen Zhuo was not surprised by his childhood friend's complaints and had no reaction. He just squatted down, picked up some sand and soil, rubbed it on his fingertips, and distinguished the color of the soil.

The phone of Mr. Wang, who was irritated and unhappy, rang without a wink.

Wang Xian looked at the TV station and was from the TV station.

I have nothing to do with anger: "If you have farts, let it go, I'm busy, Master."

The call from there pd asked carefully and respectfully: "The draft has begun. Do you see if you have time to take the time to take over?"

"Oh, yes," Wang Xian patted his forehead: "I forgot this."

"You choose first, and then choose after I go back. I don't think you will be too blind to choosing some ugly monsters with no connotation, cultivation and talent."

Probably not.
Chapter completed!