Pastoral pampered struggle daily

Chapter 332 The Crying Huang Jiao
"Come talk to me, I can't sleep!" Liu Sichen said seriously.

Xiao He was dejected, "Master, are you torturing yourself or your servant?" He yawned.

"Xiaohe, you are too naughty, aren't you, the young master is too kind to you!"

"I dare not!" Xiao He was quick-witted and woke up with his eyes wide open.

"Just don't dare, chat with me quickly!" Liu Sichen ordered.

Xiaohe chatted with him, he became more and more energetic, Xiaohe wanted to sleep more and more, he couldn't even stand there, one accidentally fell to the ground, and only heard a thud.

"Xiaohe" Liu Sichen called him coldly.

He looked at his young master with dark circles under his eyes, "What does the young master want to say, I will listen to you!"

"Get out" Liu Sichen cursed.

Xiaohe immediately got up and went out quickly. His son is like this. He can torture people. He will be fine tomorrow. It will be dawn soon. If he doesn’t sleep, he will have to work. He thinks about going to his room to sleep .

Liu Sichen forced himself to fall asleep, and it was noon after he fell asleep.

The life in the village is always so leisurely. Now apart from earning money and building her own home, Huang Li thinks it is all right, and she lives day by day. Today, she and Huang Jiao went to the mountains again, along the way. Huang Jiao didn't say a word, as if she had something on her mind, she saw her a few times, as if she wanted to say something, she swallowed it again, which made her not in a good mood.

Then I met Huang Juan on the road. This woman got up earlier than her, and she was also carrying a backpack. Seeing the two of them smiled sinisterly, she walked forward.

Huang Li was baffled by that smile, but Huang Jiao was trembling, especially when facing Huang Juan.

"Did you two quarrel?" Huang Li asked curiously.

"We didn't quarrel!" Huang Jiao lowered her head, and she looked worried.

"Then why do you have such an expression? Since you have nothing to do, cheer up." Huang Li encouraged her, but no matter how much she encouraged her, it was useless, Huang Jiao still looked lifeless.

Finally, when they reached the mountain, the two of them went to the place where they knew there were flowers, but found that all the flowers were gone, not even the leaves. It seemed that someone deliberately opposed them like this, and Huang Jiao's face was very pale. She left When I got to the flower root, my hands were shaking!

"Why, how could this be!"

"Do you know something?" Huang Li pondered her own words.

When Huang Jiao was asked, she didn't dare to raise her head and look at Huang Li. Huang Li felt a little uncomfortable, "What's the matter, talk to me!" She suddenly regretted it, sometimes she really shouldn't take a person so seriously, When you betray yourself, how sad your heart is.

"I accidentally slipped my mouth. These flowers should have been picked by Huang Juan. She probably knew about our use of these flowers to dye cloth. I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it!" Huang Jiao was anxious. began to cry.

"What's the use of crying!" Huang Li said angrily, although she was not worried that Huang Juan would really make the cloth she dyed, but now she was angry that Huang Jiao was so useless, she was afraid when encountering things, and would only apologize. What is the use of a woman following her?
She looked at her coldly, "If crying is useful, then the murderer will not have to pay for his life? You should have told me about this earlier, and you shouldn't have kept it from me!"

(End of this chapter)