(97) Heaven and earth are unkind

The sky was still there, and the crowds under the old locust tree sat tightly, as if the storyteller was talking very interestingly. The people in the ancient town were attracted by the children and mouths.

In fact, it was not the case, but everyone was talking to each other under the old locust tree. As for what the storyteller said? This was not something they were concerned about...

The ancient town was the ancient town when Lord Wu was the city lord, and there was no change at all.

It’s just that the feng shui changes, and now it’s no longer the Lord Wu who does everything himself as the city lord.

The current city lord has someone else. This city lord is probably still having some friendship with his ex-girlfriend, otherwise he would not have thought about the incense. More or less, he would have deliberately taken care of the young man named Wu in the ancient town.

Because of this, the young Wu Danggui lives here with no worries about food and clothing, free and easy, and will not worry about his own livelihood like Zhao Yang.

Now that she has changed her name to Song Xiejia, the maid next to Wu Danggui, is not surprising to the people in the ancient town for a long time, but there are many different opinions about her life experience and origin.

The rich nobles living in the Alley of Jincheng Road have discussed the origin of this little girl a lot.

Someone said: "This girl is the daughter whom Lord Wu, who left, bought from a big family when he entered Ru's third space.

He has been looking for him since childhood. In order to make up for the relationship between father and son, he found a child bride who stayed with Wu Danggui.

This is a gift for Wu Danggui when he is a grown-up, or this little girl has been a playmate who has been with Wu Danggui since she was a child, so that Wu Danggui will not be alone and can take care of Wu Danggui's daily life more conveniently."

The person who lives on the same street with Zhao Yang said: "It was a winter with heavy snow. A little girl was about to freeze to death. She kept crawling and crawling, and finally used her strength to climb to the house of Zhao Yang or Wu Danggui.

As a result, before he climbed to the front of the house, he fainted for some reason.

Later, Zhao Yang came back and found that he had carried him back into the house. With the best things in the family, he took good care of the weak girl who seemed to die at any time.

, The dying little girl came back to life for three days and three nights.

Later, for some reason, after the little girl recovered almost, she went to Wu Danggui's house next door and became a maid, and ignored Zhao Yang, who saved his life.

But no matter what the statement is, it is meaningless.

Since the maid changed her name to "Xie Jia", she has undoubtedly completely confirmed the father-son relationship between Wu Danggui and the departing Lord Wu.

And this maid who came from somewhere must have a close relationship with the Wu family.

Because, when Mr. Wu was still staying in the city, the four-corner square seal he liked was engraved with the word "Sister Jia".

No matter how different the residents of the ancient town were, Wu Danggui and his maid still kept saying these gossips, as if those words were said to others, had nothing to do with them...

At this time, Wu Danggui was still under the old locust tree with his maid. I don’t know what happened at this time, but Wu Danggui came back to his senses and smiled brightly.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the four-legged snake at home, and said happily: "Sister-in-law, I threw the four-legged snake into Zhao Yang's yard with great disgust, but it ran back desperately.

Why is Zhao Yang's doghouse so unpopular? I'm afraid that the rats who have been in the house for more than ten generations will leave when they meet his yard. Even a small snake that is not very thin will feel shabby and flee with all its might!”

The maid kept silent about this, her eyes were dull for a long time before she spoke seriously: "Young Master, some things are about fate! This cannot be forced!"

After hearing this, Wu Danggui gave a thumbs up and said even more happily: "Yes, yes, yes, that's exactly what he said. Zhao Yang is a foreign country bumpkin with a low fate and a very poor fortune. It would be good to be able to live here!"

The maid's mouth moved, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

Wu Danggui said to himself: "Let's leave this ancient town and go to the third space. Leave the things in the house for Zhao Yang to help take care of him. He won't steal it, right?"

The maid immediately said, "This...he probably won't!"

Wu Danggui smiled and said, "Oh, sister-in-law, do you understand the meaning of robbing yourself?"

The maid asked back, “Isn’t it literally?”

Wu Danggui smiled, he looked up north, looking fascinated:

"I heard that the space is more superior. Take the books we scholars want to read. The libraries there are very large and there are as many books as the leaves in the forest!"

At this moment, the storyteller was saying: "Even if there is no real dragon in this world, for Jiao, Qiu, etc., it really exists in our world, maybe..."

The storyteller deliberately paused for a moment, trying to keep it aside and to sniff the audience's appetite. However, he found that the audience seemed to be talking about their own words, but he was still indifferent to his words, and did not know that he should support him at this time...

He coughed dryly, helpless, and had to continue saying: "Those dragons and guises may be hidden beside us, and Taoist gods call it "the hidden dragon in the abyss"..."

The storyteller couldn't help but look at the girl beside Wu Danggui. In his eyes, the girl was like a growing little dragon...

Wu Danggui couldn't help but yawn, and immediately a piece of green old locust tree leaves fell, hitting Wu Danggui's shoulder, and the leaves fell down no longer.

Wu Danggui reached out to pick up the leaves, turned the petiole, and fell into deep thought...

At this time, Zhao Yang sent a letter to pass by the other end of the old locust forest. When approaching the old locust forest, the boy chased the fallen green leaves.

But no matter how he grabbed it, the breeze drifted by, blowing the leaves that were about to come to his hand, but he just couldn't catch a piece.

The boy was agile and wanted to quickly stop a fallen leaf, but the leaf was still spinning in the air and finally landed elsewhere.

The boy didn't believe in this evil, and then moved around, but in the end he could not find anything!

At this time, a scholar who skipped school in a private school was coming. A piece of green locust tree leaves fell on the shoulders of the boy in a green shirt and did not move or fall anymore.

The young Taoist in the distance was still closing his eyes to rest. At this moment, he couldn't help but say to himself: "Who said that there is no difference between the cycle of heaven and fortune!?"

It’s true that heaven and earth are not kind, heaven and earth are not kind………!

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Chapter completed!