My whole family is fleeing

"But there is no need to be ashamed of it. Because it is not our fault. The customs of the two countries are different, and there are many factors involved, but they have nothing to do with the women who were robbed. They are the most innocent."

After saying this, Ning Ning felt that the surroundings were too quiet. When she looked up, she found that her three sisters, Dabao, Erbao and Xiaobei, were looking at her blankly, feeling a little strange.

"What's going on here?"

Ning Ning looked at each other seriously, and then got three slightly red faces.

Dabao tried his best to calm down his excitement, and then expressed with a smile.

"I have never heard such words before. I am too petty. Although I thought this custom was strange before, I didn't dare to mention it because I felt ashamed. But now after listening to Ning Ning's talk, I realized that it is necessary I’m not the one who feels ashamed.”

"Yeah, I didn't expect to have another idea about this matter. Ning Ning is really amazing."

"Great!"

Erbao and Xiaobei were really loyal fans of Ning Ning, and Ning Ning's face turned red with praise at the moment. So she waved her hands quickly.

"No, no, no, it's just a temporary idea. I'm quite embarrassed that you praise me so much."

Dabao Erbao and Xiao Bei laughed heartily, and the surrounding Mr. Wu Shan and Mr. Song also laughed.

They are already quite old. How could they not be happy when they see the new generation growing up like this? Moreover, Ning Ning was so outstanding, which was a great relief to them.

However, this child's ideas are indeed different from ordinary people. It is probably because he is too young and has not had time to be influenced by other people's ideas, so he has his own ideas. This kind of Ning Ning is really good.

Mr. Song looked at the smiling faces of these children, let them laugh for a while, and then suddenly assigned a question.

"Since you are so happy, Ning Ning will write an article about the different customs between the Dali Dynasty and the grassland barbarians. Just write if it were you, what would you do about the relationship between the two countries?"

"what?"

Ning Ning was naturally not very happy when she was suddenly assigned a homework while she was happy. However, she was a sensible child. Although her interest was disturbed, she still seriously thought about the topic assigned by the teacher.

Dabao Erbao and Xiaobei were not idle either, thinking together and trying to add to Ningning's ideas.

The sunlight at this time shone warmly in the small courtyard, casting a layer of golden light over everyone. A layer of tender new shoots quietly sprouted from the ground under your feet, all of which indicate that spring has arrived.

In the warm spring breeze, Ningning and several children were thinking hard. Such a heartwarming scene may be deeply rooted in their hearts many years later. Sometimes childhood memories are precious treasures for a person's life. You may encounter all kinds of hardships when you grow up, but the precious and warm memories of childhood are bound to become the spiritual food for your entire life. When Yu Yu was walking alone, he gave him the strength to continue moving forward.

Ning Ning always writes articles very quickly, and she finished them in a short time. However, she is still too young now, her wrists are relatively immature, and the words she writes are also large, so she writes eloquently on several large sheets of paper.

When she handed the pile of paper to Mr. Song for inspection, Ning Ning was still complaining to the system. ‘The quality of this paper is so bad, the brush just blurred when I wrote on it. But this is already the best paper that can be found in Lin'an City. Because my writing is so big, it’s not cost-effective to buy those small, expensive papers. But it's really no different from papyrus. ’

[The host can try to make paper by himself. That will save a lot of money. 】

Ning Ning's eyes suddenly lit up, not because she could save a lot of money by doing this, but if she could make better quality and cheaper paper. This is a huge amount of income.

what to do? Crazy heartbeat.

The system of punishing evil and promoting good has been cooperating with Ning Ning for such a long time. Seeing her expression now, how could he not know what she was thinking? It was a very generous expression.

[Next time I draw, I will try to treat this option as one of the prizes. 】

‘Long live Shanshan! ’

Ning Ning was already cheering in her mind. Although the system of punishing evil and promoting good has no entity, I feel that if I had a face at this moment, it would definitely be a happy one.

Mr. Song picked up the pile of paper and before he could speak, he saw a soldier missing an arm hurriedly up the mountain. Without orders, these soldiers would not come to them easily. Mr. Song's expression suddenly became serious, he stood up and went over to meet him, taking a letter painted with fire paint from his hand.

This was a letter sent from the capital. After reading the above content, Mr. Song's expression went blank for a while.

Ning Ning and the others looked on with great curiosity, but Mr. Song did not speak, and they did not dare to ask easily, because his face was really not very good at the moment.

After a long while, Mr. Song finally regained his breath and weakly handed the paper in his hand to Ning Ning and the others. Ning Ning had tried it many times and read the letter naturally without any pressure.

But when she read out the contents of the letter, everyone present looked a little strange.

Finally, it was Dabao's voice that broke the peaceful silence.

"What's going on? It's said that it suddenly got dark over there in the capital, but the weather here is very normal. It's bright when it should be bright, and it's dark when it's supposed to be dark. Is this phenomenon only happening in the capital? ?"

Hearing the innocent voices of the children, Mr. Song closed his eyes in pain. Although he was expelled from Beijing by the aloof emperor and exiled to the north, deep down in his heart, Mr. Song still felt a little jealous of the king. Dear little one. After all, he had been reading for so many years, and everything he read was related to loyalty to the emperor and patriotism. However, when he saw the news at this moment, Mr. Song couldn't help but ask himself in his heart. Maybe this is really a warning from heaven that the king will not be the king?

I think of the Zhong family whose entire clan was slaughtered innocently, of General Xie who was delayed in supplying food for such a long time, of the refugees who were displaced by natural and man-made disasters and had to walk thousands of miles to find a way to survive...

Mr. Song slowly opened his eyes. Although his face was still pale, the meaning in his eyes became firmer.

"That's right, only in the capital, or more accurately, only in the palace area, the sky suddenly darkened for a moment. Your Majesty was so frightened that he had been sleeping for half a month, but he woke up a few days ago. Now he is healthy and can take charge of state affairs. "

"Ah, then that's not bad. As long as no damage is caused, what does it matter if there is a vision in the sky?"