Dawn of the Grey Tower

Just concentrate on running the map business left by the dead husband, and raise their children peacefully. Such a person will not be recommended by White Wolf to Lothar. And the Earl himself was able to detect unusual places in this woman through some channels, which made her sound more like an excuse to defend her body. But this is not a bad thing. The more people living in a noisy and chaotic environment, the more careful they must think about it. Such a person is certainly not easy to deal with as an opponent, but as an ally, it is enough to hope. This is why they will happily accompany the mother and son to see the pack.

This woman definitely has more wrists than she seems. And it is such a clever city man, but he is also afraid of the tail in the current market, here should be her home field.

"Do you know which pack the team left today?" While Losa was still thinking about whether to continue to ask, the other party took the initiative to ask a seemingly insignificant question.

"I don't know. My companions and I know very little about this. Please take the time to explain one or two for us." In fact, there are not so many roundabout words in the language commonly used by prairie people, but the earl's tone is enough to make ordinary words into Chen Ken asked humbly. This is also considered part of education, at least as a noble, Lothar knows how to show his respect to the other party.

"The hypocritical guy," the boy holding his mother whispered, and then the woman was beaten **** the back of the head. This effort was so great that he almost knocked the boy over. And after this heavy blow, the woman immediately rushed to her son's side, stroking the place where she had just been beaten. Tears burst into the boy's eyes unconsciously, but he resisted not letting the tears flow down.

"Sorry, a few, I was so fond of this child so I made you read the joke. Lao Jiu, apologize to others!" Look at Lothar them. Atta can't stand it anymore. Although she knows that her parents blame her children in many places, it is too cruel. The female swordsman couldn't help but let the mother let her child go. After all, the child was still young, and didn't understand the meaning implicit in the words between adults, and would hate overly polite humility.

Lothar stopped her, and of course he felt that the other party's punishment for the child was rough. But he knew that the mother and son who depended on each other would not vent their emotions to the other person at will, and the mother's scolding must have her reason. This truth may not be clear to them who live in the environment outside the grassland. The fact is the same, Kailas lie in the ear of Atta and whispered to her why the woman gave such a heavy hand, because on the grassland, especially in such large tribes, living in the market People are actually not protected by tribes, they are not considered to be people here. And like this pair of mothers and children, even those who have no clans, they will simply be regarded as nomads. Even if a white wolf presides over the order, the prairie man who has the identity to kill such a wanderer will only have to pay five ewes. The so-called prairie people, at best, are nothing more than family members or headmen with a certain status in the tribe, and they will not appear more attractive than the Earl of Montenegro.

The boy's apology, mixed with the choked throat, made it hard to hear. But no one really expects to hear an apology from the child's mouth, and to get pleasure from the weaker's submission, which itself is against the spirit of the knight, not to mention the other party is still a child. Fortunately, people around me have been strange to beating children with their parents. Although there was a wave of sight at the beginning, they dispersed after a few seconds.

The little episode passed quickly, and the beaten boy still carefully supported his mother, although his eyes were red, but his face did not show the kind of grievance or disobedience that he should have. This may seem strange to people. Although a child of this age has not yet reached the age of true rebellion, he should not learn to swallow his voice. Moreover, not only the boy's performance is strange, but the mother's performance is also strange. It has been there since the first meeting, and she seems to have been doing things that are not consistent with her appearance and age. Also, although the child ’s father died, since he was called Lao Jiu, should he have eight siblings in front of him? Why have never mentioned the existence of these people between the mother and son? If they also die, the woman can speak frankly about her husband's death, and it makes no sense to say nothing about the eight children. Of course, as a mother, the status of the child is likely to be more important than the status of the spouse. Perhaps their death is so heavy that she does not want to recall it. But this still doesn't make sense.

"Dingling! Dingling!" The bell was tied around the horse's neck. These pack horses with bells on their necks look a bit short compared to the horse breeds that warriors love, and the muscles in their legs are not strong enough. However, if it is an ordinary warhorse, there is no way to achieve the task of moving forward at a constant speed every day with a lot of cargo. The load of the warhorse is one or two at most, and it is difficult to run more. This is why the elite cavalry on the grassland always carry a number of horses in rotation when they go out. Only in this way can they ensure that there is horsepower at any time during the uniform march.

Packhorse is different, these horses are not suitable for riding, but they are more resilient and endurance, and diet is not as expensive as war horses. So although many people can't look down on pack horses, they are still an important business core on the grassland. Because of this, the tone of the entire pack is not so high. When a whole pack of pack horses is loaded with goods and is led by people riding on ordinary horses, it feels like a behemoth, it Every step is very slow ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But every step is full of power. It's just that this giant beast doesn't look laid back now.

"Mother, why didn't they play the flag or drum? Before the other packs left, they could be hilarious." Drying the snot under his nose, Lao Jiu asked his mother in confusion. Indeed, the team coming now looks heavy and suffocating, and even the supposedly light bell sounds like the screams of the whipped. It's hard to imagine a child like this.

"Stupid boy, that's because the pack went before to make money. Now they start, they are fleeing. You see half of their parcels are empty, and the other half are all unsold. Nothing sold and nothing Buy it, they will definitely lose money on this trip. "The woman said softly, her eyes swept over the packages on the horseback.

In any case, this pack team is really lacking in style, and there are not too many people watching along the street. This led the pack leader, a middle-aged man with a big beard, to see the mother and son from the crowd at a glance. He gently urged the reins, stopped in front of them, and then turned over and dismounted.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Mom Ajiu. The year is not good, we didn't go to buy a map this time, I hope you will understand."

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