He quickly pulled two modern suits on.

Light blue loose hooded sweater, light Khaki casual pants, a pair of low top white canvas shoes, clean and refreshing.

Yu Qingyu nodded with satisfaction. He looked good in everything.

Back in naguda village, Yu Qingyu found that there were not many people in the village head's house. One winter passed and only the two little Taoist priests were left in the yard.

Yu Qingyu curled his lips. It's nearly a year now. He's going to speed up the task.

He ran from house to house for a few laps and found that only two or three families had moved away, and none of them was his goal. He was immediately in a good mood.

So... Let's all die!

The night is dark and the wind is high. This night is doomed to be a chaotic night. Except for Han Zhujing's mother, all the people who have three generations of kinship with Hans have died.

Those who marry in other villages are not immune.

At two o'clock in the morning, Han Chengjing took the first flight. He only hoped that when he returned to the village, he could see that those people were still in good condition, and that he had time to kill the evil way.

At six o'clock in the morning, Han Zhujing left the airport and took a taxi to the long-distance station.

There will be three hours to see his family. Han Zhujing is a little nervous. I don't know if his mother can recognize him. He looks different from when he left.

Driving on the road, Han Zhujing received a call.

When he hung up, his face was full of tears. Could he not stop it?

"Ah, ah! Why Han shouts after the scene.

All the people on the bus all looked at him. They were silent and even showed sympathy on their faces.

Han Zhujing's painful look on his face is too obvious, coupled with his good-looking appearance, people have more tolerance.

It has to be said that this is a world of looking at the face. If it is a wretched and ugly person yelling, someone will definitely warn him not to disturb the public in public places.

"Xiaojing, you are back! Mom missed you so much. " Han Zhujing was hugged as soon as he got off the car.

It was Han's mother who held him. Han's mother was still in her winter cotton padded clothes. Her eyes were sunken and her face was covered with many wrinkles. Her body was still very thin under the big cotton padded clothes.

Han Zhujing looks at his teenage mother who has not seen him for half a year. His eyes are red, but he doesn't cry. He knows that he is the pillar of his mother now. If he cries, what should she do.

The jade is standing on the quiet side.

Han Zhujing looked at him, Yu Qingyu said with a smile, "brother, do you know when the car to Cangshan city will come?"

Han Zhujing coldly shook his head, "I don't know."

With a stiff smile on her face, Yu Qingyu looked at Han's mother again: "Auntie, do you know?"

Han's mother cried once, her eyes were still red, but she still squeezed out a smile, "tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock, you can come here and wait."

Yu Qingyu was surprised and said, "tomorrow? So I'm going to spend the night here? But I don't know the people here

Han's mother was stunned. She didn't know what to say. She would give him all kinds of ideas before. Now... More is better than less.

Han Zhujing pulls Han's mother away, but a person who asks the way has nothing to do with him.

Yu Qingyu was in a hurry. He pulled Han Zhujing in front of him and said, "brother, if you go out, you can have many friends and many roads. How about making a friend?"

Han Zhujing: "I'm busy. I'm not interested in making friends now."

Yu Qingyu giggled, "what are you busy with? I can help. "

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