MTL - For a Prosperous World-Chapter 403 : Why are things always sad

A small grass between the blue stone slabs was stepped down by the foot of a pedestrian. The trees on the road were green and the spring breeze had come. The street was no longer gray, and it looked a lot better.

The chill didn't go, but the bright sunshine shone a bit warmer. A dirt dog was lying lazily in front of a house and wagging its tail lightly.

The street is a little crowded today.

Two people walked past it, and the dog's eyelids lifted a little.

"So many people are going to the city gate?"

"Isn't it? The people who fought abroad are back, and this is going to be months."

"Have you heard that the girl of the Yang family sits at the door every day waiting for her man to come back and borrows money to make a new dress for him."

"Ah, I don't know if her man can come back."

"Don't say anything unlucky."

The two chatted and saw that they were going to the city gate. I heard that today, Lord Beikong Xiangkong also came, and he should be at the city gate at this time.

A lot of people were crowded on both sides of the street, and later people were a little confused about the front of the city gate.

Only when the city gates were opened from a distance, the sound of marching horses and horses marching on the street, the sound of marching horses and horses was crisp, and the flags on the army front were encouraged by the wind.

The sound was a little noisy. The doggy earth dog lying in front of the room door moved his ears, opened his eyes, and saw only the crowd of soldiers wearing boots and horseshoe wheels.

In front of the crowd, a girl tiptoed and looked at everyone's face in the army, as if trying to find the person she wanted to find.

She held a piece of clothing in her hand.

The army line walked for a long time, so long that her neck was sore and her feet couldn't stand up.

The girl still obsessed with everyone in the army.

Until all the soldiers and horses had passed, she did not see anyone waiting for her.

She stood blankly in front of the gate, looking at the gate, as if there would be a person coming out of that gate.

But no one came out again.

Pouting her mouth, the girl smiled indignantly and lowered her eyes.

The freshly made clothes on her hands were already wet.

The road was crowded.

A girl in white clothes squeezed into the crowd with a sword and squeezed to the sides of the road.

She stood on the side of the road, and saw soldiers in worn armor passing by.

She wanted to find her master and ask if she had met a person named Lu Bu.

But she hadn't found a master yet, but saw a prisoner's car coming.

A blood-stained man was locked on the prisoner's car. The broken wild goose hangs weakly behind his head, his armor is broken, and he can see the original appearance.

The clothes under His Majesty were stinky, and the burly figure was much thinner, with **** soil and sand on the lower face.

In her memory, that person should not be like that.

That man should have stood up forever.

It should have been prestige. Riding on a red horse and leading the soldiers and horses, he was a great hero.

At this time, the hero was kneeling there.

Lu Bu felt that someone was watching him. He raised his head and looked down, but only saw one person push away the crowd and run away.

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Soldiers and horses returned to camp, and Gu Nan also returned to his house.

Surprisingly, I didn't see Lingqi. I didn't see it when I was in Cao's house. At this time, I returned home and didn't see it.

Probably went outside, wait a minute.

Ling Qi has always been reassuring. Usually, she will definitely come back before dinner.

Putting Wuge on the desk case, Gu Nan sat down.

In the hall, her breathing gradually became uniform.

I was sitting and fell asleep.

This time, she was really tired.

"Tick."

With a drop of water, Gu Nan woke up, raised his eyes, and looked out the door.

It's raining outside. Spring rain is always lingering, and it will rain for a long time.

It was getting dark.

"Qi'er?"

She called, waited for a while, and didn't respond, Ling Qi hadn't returned yet.

In the blue and black world, the wind and rain are swaying, the branches and leaves of the trees in the yard are swaying, and occasionally a few leaves blown by the wind fall, and they are hit by the raindrops on the corner.

Gu Nan stood up and took off the robes hanging on the hall.

She is going to look for it.

He walked out of the hall with his coat on. In the small courtyard, the sound of raindrops on the bucket hat was thin and the rain was cold.

Preparing to open the door, the door opened by itself.

Ling Qi's body was soaked with rain, her head was wet on the side of her face.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Nan froze, reaching out to wipe the rain off her face, but it was a little warm.

"Go back to the house and change your clothes so you don't get cold."

With that said, he turned to get a piece of clothing.

"master."

The voice behind him was very light, trembling, with some crying.

Gu Nan looked back, and in the rain, the girl's thin body looked very thin.

"Can you, don't kill dad ..."

She was here now, and the girl was crying.

The girl slowly knelt down in front of the door, and the white robe was stained with dirt. She pressed her forehead to the ground ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ I didn't know whether it was rain or something.

"Qier promises that Dad will never attack Qingzhou again, master, can you kill Dad ..."

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A woman was sitting at a table with a needle and thread on it, with something woven in her hands, looking like a cloth man.

That cloth man is a general, wearing a heroic armor.

A little girl was lying at the table with her hands on her head.

She asked carefully, looking at the needle and thread in the woman's hand.

"Mother, what kind of person is Dad?"

"Ok?"

The woman turned her head to look at the girl with a slight smile on her face.

"Your father, he is a great hero."

"Big hero." The girl thought for a moment thoughtfully, and asked again.

"Then why, Dad doesn't always go home?"

"Because." The woman's face looked slightly lonely.

Gently touched the cloth man half-knitted.

"He is a great hero."

The girl did not understand what the woman said, and muttered.

Attention returned to the woman's hands.

"What is your mother knitting?"

The woman smiled and put her hand on the girl's head. "I'm weaving your father."

"Dad." The girl looked at Bo Ren and could see God.

"Can I weave?"

"Okay, mother taught you."

Yanmen, Taiyuan, Luoyang, and father and mother were still at that time.

At that time, they watched the sunset of Taiyuan and the Lantern Festival in Luoyang together. She was sitting on Dad's back and her mother was beside her.

Where she said she was going, Dad would take her there, and Mother always looked at them with a smile.

She didn't know why, it became like this.

If there is a world where father is, mother is, and the master is, that would be great.

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