Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

Mu Qingli was stunned when she heard that, thinking of everything in her previous life, it was farther than a dream, the real past life! In that world, it's not that there is no warmth and nostalgia from the heart. At least, she can no longer take care of her parents' graves by herself.

Mo Yun deeply thought of his parents, brothers and sisters, and felt even more sour in his heart. The vast mountains blocked him, the road ahead was dangerous and predictable, and the way out was unknown.

And for themselves, whether they are alive or not has become meaningless.

I think these songs were created by the first generation of ancestors living here. The pain of missing my parents in my hometown and cutting off my blood, even if it has been hundreds of years, even if the villagers now don’t know what "crops" are. , through the singing, but still be infected and moved by that kind of deep sadness and melancholy.

Unable to help, many people's voices became choked up, and many people's eyes were filled with mist. The inheritance of blood has also passed down the deep-seated love for their hometown.

It may not be visible on weekdays, but at certain times, with the help of some foreign objects, it will explode uncontrollably!

This kind of emotion of nostalgia affects and infects everyone.

Suddenly there was a burst of pain-piercing cries from the singing, and only a middle-aged man was wailing loudly, crying and hissing intermittently: "I'm sorry for my ancestors, I'm sorry, my ancestors! After death, burn them into ashes and put them on the altar. One, one, all of them look forward to the day when the fallen leaves return to their roots and return to their hometown for burial. However, after so many years, it is still, impossible! Our children and grandchildren, are they, going to be trapped in , This place, can’t you leave! It’s hard, you can’t see the sun, when will you be able to go out…”

Mo Yunshen's hands trembled, and the middle-aged man's voice was that of Village Chief Zhao. Hearing Village Chief Zhao's heartbreaking tears, Mo Yunshen couldn't help feeling sad, and heaved a long sigh.

"Woooo! I want to go out too. My ancestor said that we don't have to work so hard outside."

"If one day the ferocious beasts in the forest come out to do evil, it will be too dangerous for us!"

"Our place is equivalent to being in prison, there is nowhere to go!"

"What will happen to future generations!"

Everyone couldn't help being sad and weeping loudly.

For a while, there was a lot of crying in the square, so desolate.

Mo Yun looked deeply, and couldn't help feeling a little heavy in his heart.

Indeed, in this place, it is really equivalent to going to jail. This kind of life is destined to be desperate and struggling, and one day it may be taken away by a ferocious beast that ran out of the big forest.

It's hard to say, since this place is located outside the big forest, and the big forest expands a little bit, I'm afraid there will be fierce beasts coming and going sooner or later.

Even if this generation is fine, what about the next generation, the next generation?

After a while of crying, someone persuaded her to stop.

After a while Zhao Xiaobai came over with red eyes, saying that Gao Dashan and Mo Yunshen were invited by his father and village elders.

Mo Yun was taken aback, Zhao Xiaobai forced a smile and said, "Don't be afraid, Brother Mo, my father and the village elders just want to ask you something."

Gao Dashan also nodded to him to express his comfort.

The two came to the largest fire, and everyone looked at them in unison.

Village Chief Zhao nodded at them and said, "Sit down! Sit down and talk."

Maybe he cried too hard just now, Village Chief Zhao's voice sounded quite hoarse.

"Dashan," an old man with white beard and hair looked at him with burning eyes, and asked impatiently, "How is it? You and A Yuan have been searching in the big forest for so long, but have you made any progress?"

Gao Dashan was ashamed immediately when he heard the words, shook his head and smiled wryly: "Grandpa Zhao, there is no progress yet. The more we go in, the more dangerous we are...the distance we can advance this year is really limited."

"Then what happened to you all?" Another old man hurriedly asked.

Gao Dashan picked up two or three things about the great danger he and A Yuan encountered.

Everyone changed their colors and murmured from time to time, their faces were ugly for a while, and they all broke into a cold sweat.

Obviously, if they had gone instead, they would probably be dead by now.

Everyone is depressed, this place is simply hopeless.

Gao Dashan felt uncomfortable, and said decisively: "Grandpas, village chiefs, as long as A Yuan and I are alive, we will definitely not give up! I think God has eyes, we... still have hope!"

Gao Dashan said so, but it was obvious that he didn't have enough confidence when he said this.

As for those who listened, it was even more depressing.

"Well, you should pay more attention to safety yourself, you must pay attention to safety!" Village Chief Zhao nodded and gave him a few words of comfort and encouragement.

Village Chief Zhao raised his head to look at Mo Yunshen, his eyes flashed with fire: "Yunshen, you may recall a little bit, how did you get here?"

Everyone's eyes became hot for a moment, and they stared at Mo Yunshen in unison.

Since Mo Yunshen can come, everyone can go out naturally.

Mo Yun smiled wryly, there was a reason for him to come, but if he wanted to go out, it would not be so easy.

It's just that there are some things he can't explain to them, because they may not believe them because they are too mysterious. Secondly, it's useless for them to believe, because even if they believe, it won't help them get out...

"I'm really ashamed," Mo Yunshen could only choose to shake his head, and said with a wry smile, "I often want to think about it, but my mind is blank and I can't think of anything. When I think about it again, my head will turn. pain……"

Everyone sighed regretfully.

"That's such a pity!" Village Chief Zhao sighed: "If you remember it later, please tell us. Maybe we can all go out!"

Although they didn't know how Mo Yunshen came and went, everyone held on to this hope, thinking that as long as he could remember, everyone could go out.

"Well, don't worry Uncle Village Chief, if I can remember, I will definitely say it!" Mo Yunshen nodded.

After a few more words, the village head let the two of them go.

"Okay, okay, this day has to go on, hey, no matter what, let's work hard together! Maybe one day we can really go out!" A village elder said loudly with a forced smile, and everyone forced to laugh for a while Get up and raise your glasses.

After crying and venting, everyone's mood gradually recovered, and they began to talk, laugh, drink, eat meat and chat again, and the square was filled with laughter again.

After all, everyone knows that even if you cry to death, it won't help. If there is no way, there is no way.

After a while, one after another, people came to greet Gao Dashan with a smile and toasted him. Gao Dashan responded with a smile one by one.

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