"Nonsense! He will definitely live to be a hundred. He's still twenty years away!"
Qin Shuhua felt a little sad. After writing the last stroke, he put the brush on the brush holder.
His strength can move mountains and his courage can conquer the world.
This sentence is absolutely appropriate to describe the old man when he was young.
But, after all, so many years have passed.
The name Li Xun has become a myth.
Now, this myth is slowly aging and facing withering.
Mr. Li smiled and said, "Life and death are determined by fate. Your words don't count."
As he spoke, he clapped his hands and said, "Bring the children over. Da Su has gone to the imperial capital, and Er Su may not be used to it. Bring them over to play."
"good."
After agreeing, the old man took slow steps, leaning on his crutches, and walked back slowly.
Qin Shuhua looked at the old man's back for a long time, then lowered his head to look at the piece of rice paper in front of him.
His strength can move mountains, and his spirit can conquer the world.
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The sound of handcuffs colliding with each other slowly came in.
Two female prison guards in black clothes, holding a short-haired woman on each side, walked into the cell.
The woman was about 1.7 meters tall, had a sturdy build, and looked a bit dark.
He looked strong and his hands were handcuffed.
But even though there were two prison guards watching him, he still looked around dishonestly.
He seemed to be chewing something in his mouth and looking around, as if searching for something.
Many prisoners passing by saw her, but none of them said a word.
No one was as frivolous as when Ye Youyou came in.
Ye Youyou stood in the crowd and saw this woman, laughing in her heart.
Even the most vicious criminals in the prison cells bully the weak and fear the strong.
However, before she could finish her complaints, she felt as if a sharp gaze was looking at her.
Ye Youyou paused and looked at the short-haired woman.
For a moment, their eyes met.
There was an imperceptible gleam in the eyes of the short-haired woman.
Invisibly, a chill suddenly invaded me.
Ye Youyou's heart trembled, and at the same time, she hid behind the crowd.
"Go in and behave yourself!" The prison guard pushed the short-haired woman in with a very bad tone.
The short-haired woman was pushed so hard that she staggered.
He was inside the cell in no time, but he was able to stand still quickly.
Then, there was the sound of the iron door being slammed shut.
Standing up straight, the short-haired woman straightened her clothes and smiled nonchalantly.
He licked the inside of his mouth, his tongue bulging against his cheek.
He glanced at the crowd and did not see any fear or embarrassment of being a prisoner.
"Hey, Lao Zhou, you come in again."
Familiar voice, Ye Youyou looked over.
The person who spoke was called Wang Zhuang. She had a certain status in the prison and many people were afraid of her.
It's not just because of her tall stature, but also because of her fiery personality.
And, the most terrifying thing is that she is quite skilled.
Once it appears, it will definitely attract a lot of attention.
It was the second day that Ye Youyou came in and was not familiar with the people in the prison at all.
However, she didn't dare approach any of the people inside.
Old Zhou turned around and looked when Wang Zhuang called him.
Lao Zhou smiled and said, "Why haven't you just left? I've been out for two months."
"Bad luck, it's postponed." Wang Zhuang laughed, "What have you done wrong now?"
"Hey, stop talking. It's just a stab to a bastard. It could have been solved by giving him some money, but he had to drag me into it. Hey..."
As Lao Zhou spoke, his eyes searched the crowd.
Ye Youyou subconsciously hid behind.
(End of this chapter)