Chapter 11: Seems like an old friend (2)

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She glanced at Moruofei and saw him jade face staring at herself with a smile. She smiled and put the purse into her arms, and said happily: "The young man obviously also steals skills, but it is not allowed to steal the purse!"
"Relax, you won't steal it." Moruo Fei said softly, he looked at the look of the golden eyebrows and smiled, and remembered the girl who grew up with him. "I used to bring a Apprentice, it's just like you if you get a little reward. It counts over and over again. She has a frog saving jar and likes to pour out all the money when she is basking in the sun. Haha, it's very interesting! "
A distant thunder came from the distant sky, dull and heavy. Do not abandon the little yellow beans like lying on the milling platform, which were heavily crushed by the heavy stone wheels. I couldn't run my legs, I wanted to shout that I couldn't open my mouth, and I was suddenly crushed by the stone roller. Her hands spread stiffly, her fingers were shaking, and a few golden seeds shook off her fingers. She looked at the fallen gold melon seeds and tried to pick them up but couldn't move. He will see her weird reaction, he will definitely see it! You need to pick up the golden seeds, pick them up immediately! Don't abandon the silent command to yourself.
The time is very short, it seems that there is only a moment of solidification, but I feel that I have lived my whole life without giving up. She struggled hard and wanted to break free of the pressure that bound her.
Flowers do not give up, do you really want to recognize him and be controlled by him like in the past? Do you really want someone to treat you like a thief, a liar, a city girl hooligan? "Ah-" There was a sudden soft sound in the mouth. She woke up and immediately looked down to pick up the fallen gold seeds. The heartbeat was about to jump out of my throat, and my head was numb with no other thoughts. She clenched her teeth and told herself that she never gave up! Although the strength of her fingertips made her almost unable to pinch the thin and light golden seeds, she was still awake. After taking a deep breath, I did not abandon all the gold melon seeds into the purse, and muttered in my mouth: "Can a copper plate be regarded as ten? She is stupid!"
It's ten yuan! Moruofei didn't see her pale paper-faced face, and smiled with her eyes closed: "She's clever, her hands are clever, and she has never been caught stealing things. I used fine bamboo branches when I couldn't teach her well. Smoking, she would n’t let her eat if she did n’t learn. She hated me and was afraid she would eventually learn it. I think she must have been very reluctant to live with me. It ’s just that she could n’t find her parents, had no home and had to Just live with me. "
His voice gradually lowered, and there was silence again in the carriage.
Don't abandon holding your knees and holding your heart. She dared not answer the call and squeezed the purse curled up in the corner of the carriage.
No need to talk about it anymore, if you don't give up, you can already be sure that Moruofei is Shange. The great fear made her speechless, and she gradually exuded a layer of fine sweat on her forehead.
Did he fall off the cliff on a motorcycle that day? He also crossed? It's just that he put it on Master Mo's body? She, her life ... don't give up and gritt her teeth, telling herself over and over again, never let him see it, absolutely not. She is going to live again.
Brother Shan was ten years older than her, and he was picked up by him when he was five years old and wandering away, and he has lived with him since then. When she went to sell roses, Brother Shan was a thief. His stealing skills are very good, and sometimes it's better not to give up. But she was grumpy and she was always beaten and scolded by her if she couldn't steal the money. At the age of 13, Brother Shan took her to join a gang. From stealing to stealing, she grew up later, and Brother Shan refused to abandon the marriage, and started running when she got the money.
Sometimes she thinks he is her only relative, her elder brother. At least when the man in the gang reached out to her chest, Brother Shan would stop her hand for her.
She hates him more often. He beat her so badly that when she didn't abandon the wallet that would be stolen and returned it to the woman who carried the child to see a doctor, she was beaten by him with a nosebleed. She hated him for listening to the gang boss and let her be a pigeon. She was scared, afraid to really sell her to a fool. He gave her a slap on the spot, and her mouth was broken, and her mouth was full of blood. She coaxed her to swear that she would take her away when she got the money.
She often wondered whether that night would be her deliberately let go of the hand and deliberately fell down the cliff.
She was fed up with days of fear and fear, fed up with the obscene gaze of people in the gang looking at her, and fed up with the silly look of a fool looking at her. She envied the girls who read books on the street and the children at home. She looks forward to a new life.
Yes, this life is her new life, she will never let him recognize her, and control her from now on! The hand that was not abandoned gradually touched the burden, and she couldn't bear to stay with Mo Ruofei in a carriage again.
"Son, I want to take a car with Hong'er Lu'er. I, I'm not very convenient." She whispered with her head down.
Mo Ruofei woke up from the memories, he said lightly: "You are a girl, it's really inconvenient. Go and sit with Hong'er Lu'er. Remember what I told you, don't tell those two girls. People are talkative, maybe you are real, maybe you are not. But the result we want is that you are the real master. Anyone who is inaccurate, you must take it seriously. Regardless of age, flowers Jiu picked up your time and place, and you have a similar look of eight points. There are eight or nine points of certainty in this matter, and one or two points are not sure. It is God's will. "
"Do not give up." She let out a sigh of relief, holding the baggage and trying to stop the car.
"That pottery bowl is still in the golden box in your bag?"
The unstoppable nerve suddenly tightened. She hugged her burden tightly on her chest and held back for a long time before saying: "Son, my nine uncles have a life-saving grace for me, and he feeds me. I only have this thought, would you let me take it with me?"
It ’s not just a pottery bowl, what to do so nervous? Mo Ruofei suddenly remembered his 13-year life experience and the words of a raised by Lin Fu, his heart gradually softened. "Silly girl, take it with you. With it, it will be useful to meet the prince!"
Used to attract the Lord's heartache! He did not give up this sentence in his heart. For something else, she may not argue, but this is the pottery bowl of Hua Jiu. Raising his head and telling Mo Ruofei seriously, "This is the only thing Jiushu passed to me. It is more precious than the pity of the prince."
Her eyes were suddenly bright at this moment, so bright that he did not dare to look at them. Moruo Fei stared at the car curtain up and down, and jumped out of the car without giving up, disappearing before his eyes. He smiled bitterly and thought, this girl, just made him feel ashamed.
The car wheel crushed the snow and squeaked on the official road. Moruofei lifted the curtain, and the carriage was driving on the curved mountain road. Xueyu Feifei, there is gray chaos between heaven and earth. Like his mood at this time, it was dark and heavy.
He remembered the last night of his previous life. He heard her yell and turned her head, her figure was already engulfed by darkness. It was pain in my heart that was reluctant to lose her pain. Suddenly, the motorcycle rushed out of the mountain road and fell down the cliff. At that moment, there was only one thought in his mind. He really shouldn't let her be a pigeon.
When he woke up, he had become a five-year-old kid from Mofu. Some masters taught him martial arts, and some teachers taught him literacy. Mr. Mo died when he was ten years old, and since then, he has been able to teach the big shopkeepers in Mo Fang Yuan Qianzhuang with a straight face.
Everyone said that the young man of Mofu was a born businessman. But I don't know that the small body wrapped in powder makeup and jade is already the soul of a mature man who has touched the bottom of the society.
This life was a surprise to him. Have a beautiful face, have great wealth. He studied hard and did not go to school in his previous life. He will learn back this life. He knows how to enjoy it, and he is rich without being stingy.
He will never be a gangster, and he will never live like his previous life. After rebirth, he decided to make a facelift and become the real master of Mofu.
The book has been read a lot, and the rules of the family have been used to it since the age of five. The arrogance of his previous life was unconsciously faded, and his hands and feet were all the elegance and grace of your son. But ... Moruo Fei stared at the dense rain and snow outside the carriage, why did he think of his previous life again today?
It's a non-discarding experience, and her stealing skills evoke his memories. This caused sourness in his heart. She grew up with him in the previous life, just don't give up so pitiful, right? Without parents, it is impossible to control fate. Moruofei sighed softly. Mofu must have the support of the Seventh Lord, and Yaolingzhuang also wants to find the Seventh Lord as a backer. Everyone agrees to treat no one as a treasure. However, this is also a good thing for not giving up. Could it be that she really wanted to be a mistress all her life? Thinking of this, Moruofei's guilt gradually faded.
"Young Master! The Tianmen Gate is closed in front, and there is a day's journey before Wangjing!" The excitement of Jian Sheng passed through Yuxue and passed into Moruofei's ears.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the two mountains towering ahead. The mountain rises from the ground like two gates in front, so it is called Tianmenguan. The two peaks form the sky, which is the last natural barrier entering Wangjing from the west.
Moruofei regained his former composure and commanded: "It's not too early, after the Tianmen Pass, and then rest sharply. Is the Bieyuan packed?"
The sword sitting next to the car cowl replied with a grin: "The letter has been sent back early. The son is assured!"
Moruofei put down the car curtain, raised the teapot out of the cotton cover, poured a cup of tea, and took out a volume of books for safe reading.