Chapter 277: Do you belong to the Yellow Camel Village?

Hu family
"Shantou, you don't sleep this big night, what are you doing here?" Hu Bo woke up and woke up. He wanted to go to the cottage, and there were lights in the kitchen.
The white enamel is smashing the dough into a long strip, and then cutting it into small lengths with a knife.
She raised her hand and wiped her sweat. She smiled and said: "Ming Nan and Jin Xiaoan are leaving. I will give them some food and let them take it on the road."
Hu Bo snorted. "Do you want to help? I will burn you."
The white swaying hand: "No need, I can do it alone, go to sleep, I am almost finished."
Hu Bo did not reluctantly, nodded and turned back to the house.
Hu Feng, who was meditating in the house, slowly opened his eyes. After hearing the door of the next room, he opened the door.
The air is filled with the smell of sweet food, the night is already deep, the moon is high, and the backyard looks bright.
"You do so much, can they finish it?"
Hu Feng’s voice rang abruptly, scaring her almost to her fingers.
Putting down the knife, she turned and looked at Hu Feng standing at the door of the room. She narrowed her eyes and said, "You must scare people, this is midnight." How can this guy walk without sound? Did he walk lightly?
Hu Feng sneaked into the kitchen, sitting on the stove's stool, looked at the fire in the stove, and dropped two dry woods.
"Do you know that this is the middle of the night? Just two people's breakfast, do you have to do so much?" His eyes swept toward the cage placed on the stove, the three-tiered cage, already filled with the majority.
Bai Yandao: "Meng Nan is the noble son of Kyoto. This time I went back to Beijing. I estimate that in addition to the people sent by Tuen Mun, there will definitely be people from Kyoto Mengjia to pick him up. It is better to do more than to do less."
She continued her work in her hands, her eyes focused on the dough in her hands, and her mouth was not idle: "Hu Feng, one day, you will recover your memory, change your body, become a rich man like Meng Nan, and think of the present. Come, will you feel the humiliation of the days?"
Hu Feng didn't look at her, her eyes were watching the flames jumping in the stove. "Why do you think I am a rich man? Maybe I am just an ordinary person."
Bai Hao shook his head: "You can never be an ordinary person."
Hu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Are you so sure? Why?"
She stopped her movements, put down the kitchen knife, and pointed her head to her head: "Intuition, my instinct tells me that you must be an unidentified person. You are not in the Yellow Camel Village. You will leave sooner or later."
Hu Feng looked up at her and looked at her serious eyes. Her eyes were so beautiful, like the brightest star in the night sky. When he was helpless, he always gave him a glimmer of light. hope.
"So what about you? Are you in the Yellow Camel Village?"
Her hand cutting the dough stopped, her eyes were a little confused, the unknown unknown to the road ahead, the confusion about her future life, it seems that everything is going well, but she knows that this calm is impossible for a long time. of.
Whether in this inexplicable world or in another world she is familiar with, there is no long-lasting peace and tranquility.
But what about it? This is life, isn't it?
Lost in God, just for a moment, she smiled and smiled, and looked at the eyes of the burning wind. "Of course, at present, you and me belong to the Yellow Camel Village. As for the future, that is the future. Going through the day, no one knows what will happen next."