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Chapter 102 Let me tell you a story

"Do you don't like this ending?"

Fu Jiu came to the bed and looked at the crying stones of Storm.

Shitou nodded, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

How can the tadpole not find its mother?

How could they be eaten by bad farmers!

Mom is so bad!

"There are thousands of stories in the world, and no one can guarantee that they will definitely be the ending you like. You have to try to accept each story, and everyone will have a different ending. If you don't like it, wait until you have the ability, you can change this ending!"

He said it was calm, and Xiao Shitou seemed to understand it, but he slowly stopped crying.

Mu Er was lying on the bed in the main hall, and was still surprised to hear this.

He did not say it in depth, but when he thought about it carefully, he could feel the ambitions that this person had in this sentence.

After spending so many years together, he also has a little understanding of Fu Jiu.

He seems to be just a weak scholar, but under his weak appearance, he has an indescribable calmness and frivolity.

He felt that this was not something that ordinary scholars could have.

After finally Xiao Shitou stopped crying, Jiang Yuan was no longer afraid to say anything.

After packing up, I lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

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The next day, the whole family got up early.

After breakfast, the carriage and ox carriage came.

Jiang Yuan first put several bags of medicinal materials on the ox cart, almost filling the entire ox cart.

Tie it with a rope to prevent it from falling off.

Then, both carriages were equipped with daily necessities, clothes and various food.

Jiang Yuan also put all the potions she made, as well as the bear paws and bear bile that she had installed two days ago.

Fu Jiu sorted out all his books, and there was a big pile.

The thing Xiao Shitou wants to bring is his little toy and his favorite little windmill.

"Mother, are Xiaobai and Xiaopang sitting there?"

Jiang Yuan looked at the carriage and found that almost half of the two carriages were occupied, and he would have to sit in a while, so he would be unable to squeeze out.

"Put it on the ox cart."

Xiao Shitou brought Xiaobai over first, and Jiang Yuan found a safe nest to put it on.

Then put the piglet on.

"Xiaobai, Xiaopeng, you can't fight, be good!"

Xiao Shitou touched Xiaobai's head, and then touched the piglet's head.

Well, Little Pink is the name Xiao Shitou gave to the piglet...

It's completely based on the skin color...

When loading the car, villagers came one after another.

Some came to watch the fun and some gave Jiang Yuan something.

Xiao Shitou's friends are also here.

The children are not willing to give up on the little stones.

"Shitou, can we meet again in the future?" Er Zhuang held Xiao Shitou's hand and tears fell down.

"We will definitely meet each other, my mother said, the county is not far away, I will be here today!"

"Really?"

"real."

"But I still can't bear to part with your mother..."

Little stone: "?"

"So too, Shi Tou, I can never eat the honey cake made by your mother again." Li Gen blinked, his face full of reluctance.

He heard yesterday that they were leaving and was depressed all day long.

“And yam cakes.”

“And honey water.”

A group of children cried bitterly while holding Xiaoshitou.

Xiao Shitou looked loveless.

What a plastic brotherhood!

"Don't cry, can I tell you a story?"

"Stone, what's the story?"

"The story of the tadpole looking for her mother."

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(End of this chapter)
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