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Chapter 82 Myths(2/2)

In this family, only my sister-in-law said a few words to her. It was when she first entered the house, my sister-in-law went back to visit her relatives. She kindly embroidered a pair of pillowcases to make gifts to her, and my sister-in-law also became a little enthusiastic about her.

He Zhi rubbed her head, smiled at the woman, her eyes fell on her haggard face, and a little softness rose in her heart.

While drinking porridge, she was still thinking about the scene of her wielding her knife to kill the bandits.

She remembered that she saw the stone tablet full of burning texts, exactly the same as the stone tablet she rode on an oolong horse, and even the Lei Gong Temple in the middle of the mountain.

She finally understood that she had come to a strange place now. She is no longer the general, she is the daughter of the woman in front of her. The woman's daughter was struggling with the bandits in front of the Leigong Temple and died...

"Mom, you drink too."

He Zhi heard the woman's stomach gushing and handed the porridge bowl to the woman. The woman was a little surprised.

My daughter's smile makes the woman feel warm, and her daughter will feel sorry for others!

The woman drank two sips of porridge with tears and pushed it to her daughter again.

"Mom is not hungry, you can eat more so that you can have the strength to rush on the road."

The rice jar was empty. After taking it for a long time, only scraped out a small handful of rice. He made this bowl of rice porridge that looked like a figure. How could the woman bear to drink it herself?

"Mom, you drink, I'm full, you need strength."

He Zhi put the bowl in the woman's hand, and her tone was unquestionable.

The woman was stunned for a moment. Why did her daughter suddenly become so sensible? She seemed to have become a different person!

The woman was trembling while drinking porridge, watching her daughter put the small mirror into her clothes and smiled bitterly. Her daughter still loved to look in the mirror so much, and she wanted to carry it with her. She had made up her mind and ran away from the back door with her daughter in a while.

The woman put down the bowl and hurriedly packed her luggage.

"He Zhi, sit at the table. Mom will pack up in a while."

It was said that it was a table, but it was actually a wooden board beside the window, with two stools under it. He Zhi stood by the window, took out a small mirror, and a wonderful fantasy appeared in front of her.

She quickly closed her eyes. At this time, she could not go there to enjoy herself, and she had not figured out the situation.

The woman stood beside the bed and was stunned for a moment, muttering, the cold spring was so cold that she had to wear a bed and quilt.

As he said that, he tied up the quilt on the kang with his daughter's body temperature and went to the stove to pack a bag of sweet potatoes.

The woman quickly packed up what she remembered, and her busy figure was in a hurry.

He Zhi immediately understood their situation.

"Mom, we don't have to leave."

The woman quickly tied the things together and was tied with hemp rope, but she didn't hear her daughter's words.

"Mom, let's not leave!"

He Zhi went over and grabbed the woman's hand.

The woman looked at her daughter in shock.

"If we don't leave, we can only wait for death. Your grandmother won't let you stay in the Yang family, and your uncle and third uncle can't tolerate you. Besides, your cousin has long wanted to drive you out. You are at home, and they feel embarrassed..."

The woman couldn't continue to say anything.

He Zhi took off the broken one from her mother's hand and threw it onto the kang.

At this time, a shout sounded outside the door.

"The people in the house are coming out quickly. It's getting dark, so why are you still going to be slow? It's not a joke to drive the mountain road!"

The woman panicked and hugged her daughter tightly when she heard this.
Chapter completed!
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