Chapter 1270: Was sold out

Xiaoqing lay down again, and then pulled the quilt away. Unable to help, she put her hand on the back of her head again, and there was still some faint pain here.
I really don't know what kind of temper she was before?
Early in the morning of the second day, these people had already been yelled, of course, there was also a blue and yellow March in it.
Xiaoqing, Xiaohuang, and another named March.
So when they add up, they just don’t take March.
No less than dozens of people were crowded on a carriage, and the carriage also took them out of the city gate.
"Why are you crying?"
Xiaoqing asked the tearful Xiao Huang, why did he cry well? I didn't always want to stay open, not to say that I want to be in the village, just now, I don’t want to pick up Qinghuang, maybe I really want to. She was starved to death, so even if she was sold, it was better than starving to death in her family. What's more, if she was not sold, her parents and younger brothers and sisters would be starved to death.
Xiao Huang's tears were falling more and more, even for everyone else.
And Xiaoqing is really not courageous. What are they crying? Is it possible that this is to send them to do hard work, but just like them, they are weak, small, and able to carry a few bricks, or Can carry rocks?
Of course it is impossible to let them die. If they are really to die, what do they do to raise them for so long, is it a waste of food, or are they sick?
So, this is neither letting them do hard work, nor letting them die. It's good, everyone is crying. Why?
"Little Qing..."
Xiao Huang cried out of breath, "Don't you really know?"
Xiaoqing shook her head, she didn't know, what she knew, she didn't even remember.
"Xiaoqing, are you not worried?"
"worry about what?"
Xiaoqing really doesn't know what she is worried about?
"We are out of the Great Zhou Realm."
Xiao Huang almost cried loudly, and the others couldn't help but grieve, and they cried bitterly together.
"Why cry?"
The man on one side shouted directly.
"All of them are crying and weeping, and they are not sending you to death. They are smiling to me. If the host is upset, I won't take your skin off!"
As soon as Ren Yazi's words fell, no one dared to cry loudly anymore, but all of them had red eyes and silent tears.
After they left Dazhou, they left home. They may not be allowed to go home for the rest of their lives. It doesn’t matter if they were sold elsewhere. At least, they still have a thought in their hearts, but they left Dazhou. If you go to another country, even if you die in the future, you will still be the souls of that country, and you will be helpless.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Xiao Huang asked Xiao Qing uncomfortably, why everyone was crying, only she had no expression at all. How big is this person's heart?
"It's all Qinghuang not picking up," Xiaoqing leaned back and leaned back, "I should live and die, I should die, I can't live. I don't think my luck is that bad, right?"
"And..." She stretched out her hand and patted Xiao Huang on the shoulder, "You can't solve all the problems in this world by crying."
"How do you solve it?"
Xiao Huang sniffed again, her mouth narrowed. If I had known that she would be out of the realm of Da Zhou, I would rather find a tree with a crooked neck and hang my own. At least, she was from Da Zhou. After death, he was also from Da Zhou.
Xiaoqing shook her head.
I don’t know, only one step is taken, and it’s a step.
"God should always give us a way to survive."
She raised her hand and placed it in front of her, "You see I am so dark, I can live, are you still dark?"
"You are quite dark."
Xiao Huang moved aside, and also found a place for herself. She slept for a while, whether she was alive or dead, she didn't know whether she was alive or dead, and she didn't want to talk now.
Shen Qingci knew that he was very dark.
Her black is more than her skin color. It seems that even her luck is black. If anyone like her forgets all the previous things, I won’t talk about it. She was sold and she didn’t know how. Where to go?
She also learned the appearance of Xiao Huang, and also shrank her body. The sky seemed to darken, and she didn't know if there was a desire for wind and rain.
Until she slept in a daze, she was pushed a bit.
"Xiaoqing, wake up, wake up soon..."
Xiaoqing opened his eyes and sat up with a grunt.
"Why, what happened?"
She asked quickly.
Xiao Huang covered her mouth, "Don't speak, we are in Baichu territory when we reach the place."
"How do you know that it is Baichu?"
Xiaoqing asked Xiaohuang, "Do you know the way?"
Xiao Huang put her finger to her lips and hissed, which meant to make her speak quietly, not so loudly, what should I do if people hear it?
"I heard what they said, saying that we bought them from Dazhou, which seems to be more expensive than Northern Qi Cangtao's."
Baichu?
Xiaoqing shook her head, completely unable to remember.
Just when she was still thinking about it, all she was thinking about was a headache, she heard the sound of a card, as if the door was opened and the black light was blind, and they couldn't see anything until the carriage walked in.
These talents were driven off the wagon, and then they were inspected like those goods to be sold, and then they were sold on the basis of the stubbornness.
Those who are good and young are picked out, and what is left is the long crooked melon and cracked dates, or they are not characteristic.
Fortunately, the three months when the green and yellow are not connected are all comparisons, well, they are not beautiful, especially Xiaoqing, who is obviously older than the two, and of course the longest is the most unsightly. It looks like a dry village from a distance. She looked like an old lady, and when she took a closer look, she was the old lady.
Even if he is sold into a noble man’s house, I am afraid I can only be a fire. As for Xiao Huang, there is still March, even if he is not a village girl, he is still stupid, according to the saying of Bai Chu , It's not long and smart enough.
Those who were not bad in length were taken away first, while others like Xiaoqing were left behind
Regardless of who it is, it’s still the unreceived March. For them, whether they have memories before is actually useless. This is Baichu, not Dazhou.
What they knew before may be really useless here, and even some things need to be forgotten, otherwise, it may not be anything else waiting for them, but people's heads.
And compared to Da Zhou, I have to say that their lives are really a bit memorable.
Where it’s not good, those who are partial are sold into Baichu territory.
The people who were left behind also started to teach them the rules here. Fortunately, the four countries are very close together, and there is not much difference in appearance or language. , Except for the accent, there are some differences, just from the looks, it is really not clear.