Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

While Xiao An packed her own things, she forgot to remind her panicked mother.

"Oh, yes, the water bag, you have to bring the water bag." Hui Niang tidied it up in a hurry.

Qiao Laosan and his son kept reminding him. Finally, after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Huiniang, go to the main room and say hello..."

Xiao An didn't want her mother to be scolded, so she ran out the door immediately, "Father, I'll go, I'll call them."

Sure enough, not long after, the whole yard was filled with curses from the old Qiao's family.

They all felt that they were making trouble, intentionally lulling people to sleep, and deliberately not letting them sleep well. Qiao's third family was scolded from top to bottom.

Xiaoan was not used to them either, and after a few loud reminders, she ran to the backyard to find a wooden cart.

His father couldn't move his legs, and he had to push them for a while, without a wooden cart.

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"Grandpa Li Zheng, Grandpa Li Zheng."

On the other side, Yun Miao has already slammed on the courtyard gate of Lao Li Zheng's house.

If Xiaosi hadn't reminded her, she would have jumped into the courtyard directly, or kicked the broken courtyard door.

"It's so late, who is it?"

After a while, Lao Li put on a coat, held a kerosene lamp, yawned, and opened the courtyard door without energy, his expression full of dissatisfaction for being disturbed.

Seeing the people outside the courtyard, he lifted the oil lamp, stretched his neck and carefully identified them.

When he recognized the person, he was stunned for a while, but he was not dissatisfied, he was a little more curious, "It's Sanya, what's the matter?"

"It's so late, if there's nothing important, go back to sleep and talk about it tomorrow."

For the first time, the little girl felt a little speechless.

This family is about to kill them, what else is there to do? '

Is it a matter of life or death?

"Grandpa Lizheng, some bandits were exploring the way at the entrance of the village just now. I heard them talking about it. It seems that they are coming to our village tonight. Take everyone to escape for your life. I want to pick up my father and go up the mountain."

After all, Yun Miao didn't care whether he believed it or not, she turned around and was about to leave.

Lao Li was stunned for a moment, thinking he had heard wrong, he quickly grabbed her sleeve, "Eh? Wait, what did you just say?"

"A bandit is coming to the village in the middle of the night. My father asked me to inform you."

"There's no time, I have to go back and carry my father up the mountain." After the little girl finished speaking, without wasting time, she turned around and ran away without looking back.

"Your third asked to be notified?"

Lao Li's complexion changed drastically, and he raised his foot to chase after him: "Wait, Sanya, is what you said true?"

"It's true, I heard it with my own ears, you run away, remember, don't hide in the cellar, they have hunting dogs, they can smell it."

The little girl had already run far away, and her voice floated back from the long distance.

"What? Not even a cellar?"

Lao Lizheng's face turned pale, his legs softened, and he almost fell down.

Thinking about it again, I heard during the day that many people in the Yang family village were hiding in the cellar, and they were also picked out and chopped up by those goddamn people.

They didn't understand the reason before, but now they understand it completely.

Those damned have the Hound on their hands.

"Oh, my mother, it's broken, it's terrible!"

As soon as Lao Li slapped his thigh, he raised his foot and rushed forward.

Now he stopped yawning, his legs and waist were bent, and his steps were as nimble as a strong man.

Halfway through the rush, he quickly turned back.

At this time, it may be too late to ring the bell at the ancestral hall.

He rushed directly into the kitchen, took flint and ran to the yard, directly lit the firewood stack at home, then picked up the small iron pot on the stove, picked up the rolling pin, and rushed out while knocking.