Chapter 542: Road name asked to leave

Is this what I taught her?
Hearing Niu Niu asked this sentence, Yang Jing looked even more uncomfortable.
"That, it was taught by Master Jun," he said.
Niu Niu sits on the stone and looks down the mountain.
"Yang Shu, everyone knows who her master is, but my mother doesn't recognize it, and you don't dare to admit it." She said, and paused again. "Yang Shu, you can rest assured, I don't say in front of my mother."
Yes, it’s not a problem now, but I don’t recognize it, Yang Jing smiles bitterly.
"Niu Niu is the most sensible," he said.
Niu Niu lowered her head.
"How about sensible things," she murmured. "I don't want me."
Yang Jing suddenly looked uneasy.
"Not like this," he said busy.
I want to say something, but I don’t know how to comfort myself. I’m at a loss. Someone from the mountain ran, and when I saw them, I raised my hand.
"Yangda, Big Brother Yang, come see." He shouted, his voice trembled with excitement. "Miss Jun said that I would change my foot for the iron foot."
If this is left in another place, it will be a joke.
How can people's feet change at will, but Yang Jing heard this and immediately became excited.

Really?
he asked.
"Yeah, really, just Miss Jun went to give medicine to Lao Lai's wife. When she met the iron foot, she saw the foot of the iron foot and suddenly said that it should be changed. This foot took too long." The man shouted at the foot of the mountain, waving at Yang Jing and turning around. "Everyone has seen it."
Yang Jing was also busy stepping down the mountain and took a few steps back.
"Niu Niu, let me go and see," he said.
Niu Niu nodded at him, watching Yang Jing run down the mountain, and then look into the distance, see a lot of people in the village are running in one direction.
Change your feet.
Why is the iron foot uncle called the iron foot? This story she knew from an early age, it was a fierce battle, but like other times, they still won, as long as the battle will be disabled, the iron foot uncle is lost. One foot.
Uncle Iron Foot is sad because he is a disabled person. He said that he only has one foot. If you do one for you, you can walk up and don't want to be lazy to be a deserter.
Then he made a foot and gave it to the iron foot.
From then on, the iron foot can continue to walk, riding a bow and archery to kill the enemy.
But this is the story told by the grown-ups. Like every other story that every child has been familiar with, she has a story about them.
The reason why the story is because she has not seen it before.
The iron foot uncle in her impression is just a daily sitting and squatting, and even the sheep can't put it. It can only be done by the women who are doing the lively, thin and silent middle-aged men who pick up the wild fruits and dry the wild vegetables.
She couldn't imagine the way the man rode a bow and archery to kill the enemy.
He gave him a foot. Now Miss Jun said that he would change his foot. He is very powerful. Miss Jun is also very powerful.
Miss Jun looks so good, so smart, so powerful, everyone likes it.
Niu Niu looked down at her hand and slowly raised her hand to cover her face. She could feel the ruggedness on her face through a layer of cloth.
She got up and ran to the forest, and the birds and hares in the forest were confusing.
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A few sharp bird songs came from afar. This was a message from the dark whistle outside the village. I heard the long and short tweets, and the children sitting on the ground scribbled the grass and jumped up.
"The dealership is coming."
They shouted loudly, cheering and rushing to the road.
The three carriages stopped at the entrance of the village under the crowds of the children. Xia Yong’s wife took the women with him. The men who returned from the work did not come up, but they stopped their feet and sang on the big stones. .
"There was no food this time." A hawk said.
This is what Miss Jun said. The regular rewards for the guards to train their soldiers have been eaten and consumed in the past.
It doesn't matter if you don't send it. They are used to the daily thrift. The rice and meat that was sent in the previous few times is enough for them to eat Chinese New Year.
"Because I have to go into the winter, I will send some cloth silk and let everyone make winter clothes." The hawker continued, and pulled the cover on the car to reveal the colorful cloth.
The bright cloth of the new clothes is a rare treasure for the children and the women. When the village broke out, the children burst around and touched the cloth with their hands.
Unlike the ones they used to wear, these fabrics are smooth and delicate.
"Take your dirty hands away."
The women hurriedly yelled at the children and guarded the cloth on the car, making it difficult to cover the joyful tour.
"Is this a quilt? It is too wasteful."
"Too much, how can I finish it?"
"Three nephews are good for needlework, she is doing it fast, let her help."
The discussion of ambiguity has been discussed for a while.
The men who were sitting next to each other couldn’t help but look at the probe, and the village’s head laughed and laughed.
"Speaking, it seems that it hasn't really passed through the new clothes for a long time."
The soft voice of the woman rang behind.
This woman rarely went down the mountain, and Miss Jun was very surprised.
"Xiao Xiaozi." She turned and said with joy, "You are here."
The woman smiled.
"My surname is Xiao, single name weaving," she said.
This is the name of the newspaper, Miss Jun is busy with a smile.

Jun Jiuling,
she said.
"Thank you for your troubles." Xiao Zhi smiled and said, "Everyone has never been so happy."
Miss Jun was busy shaking her head and said that she did not dare to act, and hesitated to look at the medicine box.
"Mother..." she said, she wanted to get a handkerchief.
Xiao Zhi reached out and stopped her.
"I tell you my name, that is, let me call my name," she said. "And I want to thank you, you are sincere to us, as for other things, we should not say more."
Still not, but it is better than the previous rejection of a thousand miles, no hurry, they waited for more than ten years, they only have a month, slowly, Miss Jun retracted her hand and smiled and nodded.
The women over there also saw Xiao weaving, and they laughed and said hello. Xiao Zhi smiled and walked over to Miss Jun.
Miss Jun did not follow the past, picked up the medicine box and went to the mountain.
Most of them can be sent in the city, but in order not to let the villagers feel uncomfortable, she often takes medicine on the mountain, and by the way, I also know how many toys the master has hidden in this green hill.
The toy refers to the dark-armed organ, and many of them have been damaged. Miss Jun is re-arranged as if the Master had done it.
Putting a bamboo arrow, Miss Jun sat on the rock for a moment, and there was a groaning sound behind her. She turned her head and saw the blindfolded girl standing behind the tree.
"Niu Niu." She smiled and stood up.
"Khan," the girl said suddenly.
Her voice was small and she spoke quickly. Miss Jun didn't understand it.
"My name is Zhao Hanqing." The girl said again, this time the voice was a little louder.
Today is really good, two people are willing to approach her, and Miss Jun has a deeper smile on her face.
"My name is Jun Jiuling," she said, bowing her knees to the girl.
Although the girl looks awkward, she still subconsciously bends her knees.
Her movements are very unfamiliar, and it is clear that she rarely gives gifts to people, but it is still very standard and obviously taught.
"You sit." Miss Jun pointed to the rocks around her.
Zhao Hanqing did not come over, holding the trunk with his hand and looking up at her slightly.
"What is he like?" she asked.