Chapter 1691: Pretty sister crying

"Mother, mother, you are coming to see, there are two people here! Ah, they are all blood."
The crisp, childish female voice rang in the valley, rushing to see the plain woman.
The scene in front of her eyes let her look at it and took a breath.
The two men came up from the swamp, and they were covered with mud and their clothes were ragged, revealing wounds.
Look at the figure should be a man, a woman, not too old, just because the face was muddy, so it can not be really cut.
The woman looked around nervously and then looked at her daughter. "Xiao Nuo, where did you find these two people?"
The little girl named Xiaonuo glared at her head: "They just came up from the mud! Xiaonuo was here to play the dragon, and suddenly they popped out of the swamp."
"Mother, my brother and sister, they have a lot of blood on them. Can we save them?"
The woman hesitated, not her heart, but now their mother and daughter are so hard.
However, the woman still sighed with a clear eye on the little girl's stream. Let her see her death, she can't do it.
The small valley is isolated from the world, because there is no food, so people are so greedy.
But in this valley, a simple thatched cottage was built, and the mother and daughter of Xiaonuo lived here.
Xiaonuo is nine years old this year, but his body shape is extremely small, his face is sallow and yellow, and looks like a sick child less than six years old.
She is weak and has short hands and feet, but at this time she takes care of the two people on the bed very seriously.
The one on the left is a little brother. The body shape should be only 13 or 4 years old. Xiaonuo wiped the mud on his face and body, but he was scared to take a nap.
Because this little brother has a mark on his face, like a red worm crawling on it is terrible.
Moreover, it is clear that this little brother is asleep now, but Xiaonuo has a terrifying feeling of horror and does not want to be close.
Xiaonuo took his little chest and came to the unconscious sister.
The freshly washed towel wiped away the dry mud on her face.
When the girl's face slowly appeared in the dim light, Xiaonuo screamed, and his eyes widened inconspicuously.
Upon hearing the scream of Xiaonuo, the woman who was preparing for dinner outside rushed in. She was about to ask her what happened, but her eyes fell on the girl's face, and she was shocked.
For a long while, Xiaonuo said: "Mother... Mother, this sister... well, so beautiful! So beautiful, like the legendary goddess, no, she is better than the goddess."
Yes, the girl lying on the bed is dirty and the clothes are ragged, but it is so beautiful.
This kind of appearance, with the culture of Xiaonuo's mother and daughter, did not even know what words to use to describe, only know that they are women, looking at them, but completely stunned.
For a while, Xiaonuo’s mother returned to God, carefully approached the girl, touched her breath, and touched her forehead.
No fever, the body is warm, okay, still alive.
Suddenly, Xiaonuo went to the bed and exclaimed: "Oh, mother, pretty sister is crying! Is there any pain in her? Is Xiaonuo blowing her up?"
As soon as the woman bowed her head, she saw crystal tears rolling down the girl's eyes and falling into their broken mats.