Rebirth of the First Emperor

"Girl, this is for you, take it back and bury your father-in-law quickly! It's getting cold these days, so you need to wear more clothes, otherwise you will catch a cold easily."

Although the snow on the cold ground had been swept away, it was still biting and cold. However, no one passing by came up to pity the girl.

It's not that the world is too indifferent, but that they themselves can't guarantee their own lives and can't help with this kind of thing.

Ying Zheng stepped forward, took out a handful of broken silver from his arms and handed it to the girl. There were as many as seven or eight taels. This was all the broken silver Ying Zheng had on him.

I don't know why, but when he saw the helpless look in the girl's eyes, the most fragile nerve in Ying Zheng's heart was touched.

The girl who originally lowered her head suddenly raised her head and looked at the silver in Ying Zheng's hand. Her eyes suddenly brightened, which was the light of hope. However, the girl did not accept it for a long time. Instead, she looked at Ying Zheng in a daze.

The one who made the noise stood up and kowtowed three times to Ying Zheng solemnly on the ground. This time, he looked at Ying Zheng eagerly and said nothing.

Ying Zheng silently watched the girl's movements until the girl looked at him, then handed the silver into the girl's hand.

Ying Zheng does good deeds without asking for anything in return, but this also varies from person to person. Maybe without the girl's performance just now, the seven or eight taels of silver would have become five taels, although this is still enough for the girl to bury her father.

In fact, Ying Zheng is trying to judge people's hearts with a villain's heart. In such a cold weather, a girl would sell her hair here to raise money for her father's funeral. Such filial piety and conduct are beyond words.

"Thank you so much for your great kindness, Young Master. Let Mo Xiaoyin bury his father and come to serve Young Master. I also ask Young Master not to dislike the beauty of the little girl Pu Liu. I also ask Young Master to tell me your name so that Xiao Yin can come and look for her."

The girl bowed to Yingying Yingying again, but her pale face shocked Yingzheng. It was such a cold day, how could the thin clothes on her body resist the cold weather!

"Please get up quickly. It's better to hurry up and find a feng shui treasured place for your father to bury him safely!" Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to give a hint and said that the idea of ​​​​not being intimate between men and women would actually affect Ying Zheng. Mo Xiaoyin nodded and leaned down.

He carried his father's body together with the straw mat on his back. His petite body suddenly bore a huge weight. He couldn't adapt to it, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

An old farmer happened to pass by pushing a cart on the roadside. There were two baskets stained with dry soil on the cart. He must have just returned from the market.

Seeing Mo Xiaoyin's miserable condition, the old farmer took the initiative to lend his cart to Mo Xiaoyin.

After Mo Xiaoyin thanked him profusely, he pushed his father's body out of the city. The old farmer also smiled and watched Mo Xiaoyin's back go away. There was relief and satisfaction on his face, but more of it was sadness and sadness.

lonely.

Maybe, everyone has his own story! Whether he is an ordinary person or a famous person.

Mo Xiaoyin held the seven taels of silver that Ying Zheng had given her in her arms and pushed her father's body. Her face was slowly covered with tears. A pair of tattered floral cloth shoes under her feet had become wet. The cold air was constantly eroding her, but she

He still held his head stubbornly up, as if unwilling to surrender to this fate.

"The way of heaven is unfair, what's the point? I, Mo Xiaoyin, will not surrender to you." Mo Xiaoyin roared in his heart.

The family of three was originally a happy family, but because of her beauty, the family suffered troubles. Her mother could not bear the heavy debt burden and died of illness while working. Her father went hunting in the mountains and was secretly tampered with. He was seriously injured and could not survive the illness.

Finally passed away this morning.

However, the family was so poor that they didn't even have the money to buy a coffin.

In desperation, Mo Xiaoyin had no choice but to make this move.

However, there are actually some other Xiao Jiujiu hidden in Mo Xiaoyin's heart. Pushing the trolley, it would run over a piece of broken ice from time to time, making a crunching sound. Suddenly, Mo Xiaoyin's face darkened, and a trace of anxiety arose, and his little face became panicked.

Paying seven taels of silver may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of some people, but in the eyes of Mo Xiaoyin, who comes from a poor family, it is not a small amount of money. How many people in Huxiang County are in the same situation as him?

?How many people are greedy for this money?

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoyin couldn't help but speed up her steps, but within a moment, she heard footsteps coming from behind, getting closer and closer.

Dragging the cart, the soles of his feet were numb from the cold. Mo Xiaoyin didn't even dare to look back, for fear of being overtaken by someone if he looked back. Now that he had left the city, Mo Xiaoyin could not help but feel that he was in the wilderness.

I can guarantee what the consequences will be next.

What Mo Xiaoyin wants to do most now is to return to the county town. There is a large population in the county town, and even the most daring people would not dare to rob in the busy city. But if he returns the same way now, he will only bump into the people behind him, which is equivalent to

It's self-inflicted.

The only thing he could do was to run away as fast as he could, not daring to relax for a moment.

However, how could a thin girl, with frozen feet, push a cart at such a fast speed? Mo Xiaoyin could not abandon her father's body, and seeing the footsteps of the people behind her becoming more and more rapid, Mo Xiaoyin

The corner of Yin's mouth was almost broken by biting it.

"After all, I still can't escape! God, can't you open your eyes once? Look at what kind of life the kind people in this world live." Mo Xiaoyin closed his eyes in despair. In front of him, there were four figures

The burly man was laughing obscenely. Behind him, three big men were holding wooden sticks and pressing forward step by step.

Attacked from both sides, with no way out, Mo Xiaoyin never expected that these people would try their best to save the few taels of silver they had.

"Uncles, you have really worked so hard for this little girl to get these few taels of silver! Do you really value these few taels of silver so much that you don't even give the little girl a chance to be a filial daughter?" Mo Xiaoyin said desperately,

His eyes were fixed on the leading man.

These words were like a knife slashing across the faces of these men. These men were from the same village as Mo Xiaoyin, and they all had children.

Now he has robbed her of the money she needed to sell her body to bury her father, making it impossible for her to fulfill her filial duty. This is an unfavorable retribution due to the cyclical nature of nature. Who knows if one day his children will also encounter such a situation?

However, it is impossible not to do this today.

Thinking of this, the leading man could only stand up and say harmoniously: "Xiaoyin, Mr. Fu is sincere to you. Besides, if you follow him, you will have countless glory and wealth in the future! We are here

It’s also for your own good!”

Mo Xiaoyin glanced at this man with disdain and said, "You were the one who set up the trap when my father went up the mountain, right? A group of scoundrels who work for the tiger, and they say it's for my own good. I really don't know what they are saying, Mo Wu.

How can you say it?"

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