Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling

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The horses are stalwart, tall and mighty, and the people who are on the right are more determined.

He is talking about a red boy, holding a whip, a waist-sword, and a smile. He is turning his head and saying: "I have seen him with a little bit of mentality. When you are training the team, don't you take him with you?"

The object of his speech is looking at the mountains in the distance.

The black clothes are as strong as ice, and I can see that the body is tall and straight, and a handsome face is covered with a black jade mask. It looks like the age is just the crown, but the momentum is stunned, the waist is a hanging knife, the blade is clear and sturdy. It is colder than snow.

He looked at the road of snowing into the mountains, and saw the peaks of the mountains far and wide, and he did not open his mouth.

"Twelve or three-year-old child, can you see it?"

The voice, cold and fierce, slightly dumb, seven points graceful and noble, three points chilly, can not help but ring the gale that the northwest sand field rolled over, polishing the smell of bleeding in the blade.

The red-haired boy was stunned by him, but he said: "Shizi, you are the last batch of princes. The famous disciple of Jingzhong has been cleaned up by other princes! You don't have to raise a few from childhood. How do you fight with them?"

"As for those? I still can't see it!" The world is contemptuous. "This kid has a bit of a mind, not enough to recruit, and rests."

He looked up and the snow stopped completely, the ridge saw, and the silver flashed.

"You need some hot water in the village, we immediately enter the mountain. Falling snow, hibernating red cloud snakes move slowly, digging snakes and refining medicine, the best effect."

"Yes!"

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The funeral of "Xia Chao", in the scope she can do, gave him the thickest farewell.

It is said that it is a thick burial, and it is nothing more than spending a few dozens of silver to set aside, stopping for a few days, into the grave.

The daughter's family, especially the daughter who did not decide to leave the cabinet, most of the areas are not allowed to be buried in the graves of the ancestors, but they are all demanding. This is their summer affairs, and the villagers have more sympathy, so there is not much blocking. Lee will send the donkey into the tomb,

"Mother, we have returned to Xiajia Village, and it has been almost a month. The silver money left by you is not too much. I have to think of a way to continue to live. The family bought the land that year, but you and I are not able to go to the ground. The good hand can't be planted..."

Russell is a little worried.

She changed her clothes, went to the outside of the house with a handful of snow, and went into the kitchen to boil water. Now it is cold, the water tank and the well are frozen, and drinking water depends on burning snow.

Xia Jiashu’s family did not get the inheritance, and they were quite unsatisfied with the mother and daughter of the school. When they caught the opportunity, they would be ridiculed, let alone help.

Xiamu is weak, she only cries, she wants to ask for them, but she is pulled by Susie.

"Chao, Qingzhai, even if they dare not come back to grab things, only two of us, but also a lot of life. Now it is still snowing, do not say anything else, light burning and heating, firewood, how can you get it?"

Russell burned the water and said: "Mother, rest assured, I know what to do."

The portable space that comes with the system is one cubic meter long, and it is empty and there is no material.

But it is just convenient for her to come back to the mountain to cut wood back.

After breakfast, Xiamu tossed the spinning wheel and began to weave. She was an orphan girl in troubled times, and she was not literate. The only thing that could get the hand was to weave a good cloth.

The silver money left by Xiafu is quite a lot for the villagers, but neither Susie and Xiamu are tempted to eat the mountain, and they are open source and thrifty.

After Russell went to the house, he picked up a bamboo basket, put in a bundle of ropes, and took a machete.

Into the mountains.

Cut wood.