after little snake

Chapter 443 Little Demon Star Breaks into the Rivers and Lakes 3: Xiaodouzi's Hometown


"Nong'er, are you really leaving?"


In front of the gate of Liu Mansion, Liu Yin'er reluctantly held Ye Xinong's hand.A pair of big eyes were filled with mist and watery.It's so sad, it's not easy for her to have a little sister she likes so much. Although she is a princess, she doesn't have any airs.But now I have to leave, I really hate to part with it.


Ye Xinong nodded towards Liu Yin'er, they had been stuck in this place for too long.It's time to leave.


"But--"


"Yin'er, the princess has something important to do, so don't waste any more time."


Liu Zongyuan and his wife stopped Liu Yin'er and prevented her from messing around.Really, how come the princess is so sensible at the age of 13.But my daughter is fifteen years old, and she is still ignorant like a wild girl.


Ye Xinong shook his head, then said to Liu Yin'er:


"Sister Yin'er, we will meet again, and you are welcome to visit the palace in the future. We really have to go."


"Congratulations to the princess—"


Liu Zongyuan and his wife bowed to Ye Xinong and bid her farewell respectfully.


Ye Xinong nodded towards the two of them, and did not forget to thank:

"Thank you for taking care of Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Liu during this time, and I will leave."


After saying that, she held Xia Zhiye's arm, and on the other hand followed Xiaodouzi to the carriage that had been prepared earlier.


But Liu Yin'er had no choice but to watch Ye Xinong and Xia Zhiye get into the carriage with Xiaodouzi, and then the groom rode away from the front of Liu's mansion...


Ye Xinong and his group were driving without a destination, but they accidentally heard that Xiaodouzi wanted to visit his hometown, so they decided to take Xiaodouzi's hometown, a remote small village, as their destination.


Xiaodouzi was only five or six years old when he lost his parents, so he doesn't have a lot of memories.According to his incomplete memory, Ye Xinong and the three of them finally arrived at Xiaodouzi's hometown - Wuzhen.


Wuzhen is a very quiet and remote small mountain village, surrounded by mountains and rivers, but the mountains are bare and isolated mountains, and the water is nothing more than a few rivers.The village looks very poor, and the villagers live in dilapidated houses, which makes people feel very desolate.


"Little Douzi, is this really your hometown?"


Ye Xinong frowned at the barren and impoverished village in front of him. He didn't expect such a poor place to exist.It seems that when you go back, you have to talk to your father and mother, and don't ignore the lives of the people in remote small villages.


"Yeah." Xiaodouzi was very excited. Although he was only five or six years old when he left, he felt very familiar with the place in front of him, especially the intersecting farmland. He remembered that he had come to harvest rice with his father. He went to catch frogs in the paddy fields during the summer season, recalling the ordinary but happy days, his eyes were red...


Ye Xinong and Xia Zhiye glanced at each other, said nothing, and followed Xiaodouzi into the village.


After entering the village, they realized that they had already calculated it when they looked at it from a distance.When I got inside, I realized that the village was far more dilapidated than what I saw from a distance just now. Some villagers were working in the fields wearing patched clothes, and some elderly people were sitting in the yard or on the side of the road with their hands...


"You are?"


Seeing strangers entering the village, these simple people did not show any expressions of fear, but were simply curious.


Xiaodouzi looked at the person who was asking the question, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he rushed to the old man who was about five or sixty years old and shouted:

"You are Grandpa Zhou?"


Hearing Xiaodouzi's shout, the old man was taken aback.He opened his eyes wide and looked at Xiaodouzi, but he didn't see who he was.On the contrary, a 37-year-old man next to the old man recognized Xiaodouzi, looked at him in amazement, and called out in an uncertain voice:

"Are you Xiaodouzi, the son of Brother Murao Zhang?" That's not right. Calculated by age, Xiaodouzi is already a half-year-old boy of thirteen or fourteen. Why does this one look only eight or nine years old? You can't go wrong with your looks.


"It's me, I'm Xiaodouzi." Xiaodouzi nodded fiercely, looking at the speaker with round eyes, "Are you Uncle Li?"


"It's me. Xiaodouzi, are you really Xiaodouzi?"


After hearing Xiaodouzi's words, the people nearby gathered around. Most of them recognized Xiaodouzi, and they were very surprised and happy to see him suddenly come back to the village.They chattered about Xiaodouzi's situation:


"Little Douzi, haven't you been sold by Ren Yazi? Why are you back again?!"


"I was sold away, but I met Miss and Young Master later, they thought I was homesick, so they took me back to have a look." Xiaodouzi replied, full of gratitude to Ye Xinong and the others.


When the villagers heard his answer, they all looked towards Ye Xinong and Xia Zhiye, and thanked them, but looked at them more curiously, they had never seen such a beautiful person in these small places, it was like It's like walking out of a painting.


"By the way, Xiaodouzi, do you have any relatives?" Suddenly, the 37-year-old man asked Xiaodouzi.


"Relatives?" Xiaodouzi shook his head, "I don't know if there are any relatives." After all, he was still young at that time, even if there were relatives who hadn't been around, he didn't know.


"That's it." Hearing Xiaodouzi's answer, the man and the villagers looked at each other, seeming a little confused.


Ye Xinong and Xia Zhiye looked at each other, both a little curious about what these people knew?


"This uncle, why do you ask such a question?" Ye Xinong raised a smile and looked at the man.


"That's right, Uncle Li, why did you suddenly ask me if I have any relatives?" Xiaodouzi couldn't understand.

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The first three chapters, if there is time in the afternoon to continue. . . . . . . . . . .

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