When the fast-wearing boss got the female supporting script

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that it’s difficult to even live.

The previous dynasty was corrupt and the people had no food to eat, and the new dynasty was in ruins and was in ruins. These are all issues that need to be taken seriously.

A flash of surprise flashed across Yan Hui's face, and he looked at the dirty child outside the carriage with a thoughtful look on his face.

Luo Shui saw the look on Yan Hui's face and didn't bother him, and looked outside the curtain.

As the carriage arrived here, the surrounding scenery gradually became consistent with the memory deep in my mind.

"Did you see that river? When I was young, I often went to wash clothes and catch fish..." Luo Shui pointed to the small river surrounding the village and said with a smile.

Huangfu Yuanchen looked at the little girls in shabby clothes holding baskets not far away, as if he could see her when she was a child, and his heart suddenly felt sour and numb.

It was not easy for him when he was a child. His father was fatuous and had a lot of wives and concubines, and his mother and concubines only knew how to enjoy themselves, were selfish and cruel, but at least they could fill their stomachs.

Is this how his little girl grew up? ! Huangfu Yuan looked at Luo Shui distressedly, with mixed emotions for a moment.

As soon as Luo Shui saw his expression, he knew that this person was overthinking. It was not her who suffered, but the original owner. She only suffered for the first half a year, and was tricked by the Zheng family and the Wang family. The rest of the time, she was better off than him. Beautiful.

Of course she wouldn't say this, so why pretend to be strong when someone feels sorry for her.

At this time, Yu Tuo, who was playing the role of coachman, stopped the carriage, jumped out and asked the black-faced man in the field, "Which family is Luosong's family?"

The black-faced man panicked at first when he saw the tall Yu Tuo. Then he heard that he was asking for directions and said honestly: "It's at the foot of the mountain, that's the dilapidated thatched house."

Yu Tuo saw that there was not much way left, nodded and thanked him, jumped on the carriage and drove to the thatched house.

Their group only brought a dozen people and two carriages.

The black-faced man looked at the horse under the guard with envy. Some time ago, the married daughter of the Luo family also came back in a carriage, but no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't compare to the spirit of the tall horse today.

It would be great to have a donkey in the countryside, but they would never dare to think about a horse!

But, these people are going to Luo Song’s house? I have never heard that there are other relatives in Brother Shi's family. After breaking off the relationship with the Luo family, he rarely interacts with others.

No, he had to go over and take a look, just in case he could be used. If it weren't for Brother Shi, he would have been dead long ago. Even if he lost his life, it would be worth it.

The black-faced man looked at a group of brats a few steps away and said to one of the thin black boys, "Don't run around, don't go to the river, or I'll beat you up."

The thin black boy patted his chest and said loudly: "I know."

His father's beating was so painful that he no longer went to the river.

The dark-faced man calmed down and walked along the path to Luo Shi's house.

He didn't know how much his family had changed because of his kind thoughts.

When Luo Shui and his party arrived a hundred meters away from the thatched house, a dense patch of weeds blocked the road, making it impossible for the carriage to pass.

Yu Tuo frowned, a little embarrassed on his face.

A dozen or so of them can clear the road, but it will take a while. The narrow path next to it can be walked, but it has to be walked through.

"Master, the road ahead is blocked. Should my subordinates lead people to clear the road, or should we walk over?"

Huangfu Yuan looked at Luo Shui when he heard this, "Luo Luo, what do you think?"

Luo Shui nodded quickly, "...walk over!"

Even after sitting in a carriage for more than a month, her body was stiff. Last night, her legs were stiff from intense exercise. It would be more comfortable to walk.

Huangfu Yuanchen looked at her relieved look and laughed softly, his eyebrows like cold mountains melting with snow.

Yan Hui was also happy, he opened the curtain and was carried out of the car by Yu Tuo.