madam is a squeamish

Xiaoyouzi looked at the silence of the crowd and continued, "I know that everyone has suffered and suffered from war.

What is wrong is those enemies who have ambitions to invade other people's territory, not these innocent people.

What is the difference between you doing this and those bad guys who started wars and harmed the people. "

The little mother hugged Xiaoxiao and cried, "We are not bad people, and we also hate those who started the war.

It is good that the little father is a Gentile, but he is a painter and has never participated in the war.

He has lived on this land for more than [-] years, and he already regards it as his hometown.

But when the war came, he was forced to join the war, and he was beaten to death by those foreign officers when he refused.

I beg you, give my daughter a way out, she is only eight years old, she is innocent. "

The little mother cried sadly and collapsed.

He kept kneeling on the ground and kowtowed, "I beg you, please, let my child go. If you want to kill me, kill me!"

The people present didn't know whether they were afraid of the guns and ammunition in their hands, or because the little girl kowtowed and cried, they didn't move.

The young man who took the lead at the end was not reconciled, so he waved his hands, "Let's go! Go and look elsewhere!"

Xiaoyuzi watched them retreat, and pulled the little mother up.

Xiao Xiao hugged her mother tightly, with fear and helplessness in her eyes.

Like a frightened little lamb, its body trembled all over, trembling non-stop.

Xiaoyuzi couldn't bear it, "Ma'am, you should take Xiaoxiao in first. She seems to be frightened!"

The little mother held her in her arms and went in while crying.

"Does Xiaoxiao get beaten like this often?" Xiaoyuzi handed her mother a cold compress.

Xiaoxiao Niang nodded, "People around us know our identities, so they hate us, but they always throw things and smash glass.

It was probably the bombardment yesterday that accelerated everyone's anger and hostility. "

Xiaoxiao nestled in her mother's arms, with a big bruised bulge on her forehead, but she only dared to shrink her neck and hold back her tears, not daring to cry out for pain.

Bei Minglang relayed their words to Xiaoyouzi.

Xiaoyouzi took out a stack of money, "The city is in such a mess now, and the lost land has not been recovered for a day, and such contradictions have always existed.

Otherwise, it would be safer for you to leave this place and go to an area that has not been affected by the war for a while. "

Bei Minglang nodded, "Yes, after passing Liuping, I found my father's people and tried to find a way to ask someone to pick you up for a while, and someone will take care of you."

The little mother didn't want to leave at first, this is the place where she first met the little father.

But seeing her daughter like this, thinking that it might be more chaotic in the future, she nodded in agreement.

Several people spent a day or two, pretending to leave the city while the city entrance was relaxed.

Bei Minglang found the deputy general of the Bei family and entrusted the little mother and daughter to them.

Xiaoxiaoniang said something to her, and Xiaoxiao timidly ran over.

He whispered, "Sister, my mother said her surname is Li, and I am also surnamed Li.

But I don't have a name, my mother asked you to pick one for me, and said that I will always remember you. "

There was a sister who met by chance, who risked her life to save her life.

Little Youzi looked at Bei Minglang, who skillfully took out a small book, wrote it down and handed it to her.

Little Yuzi stared at the thin and frail face with frightened eyes, and said for a long time, "Why don't we just call Anping, Li Anping.

I hope that when you grow up, the mountains and rivers will be safe and your family and country will be peaceful.Without war, everyone would not have to live a hard life. "

Xiao Xiao didn't quite understand what she heard, but she nodded seriously.

"Sister, you have to remember me, my name is Li Anping."

Bei Minglang continued to be his tool man.