Zhaoyang Road is not broken

"Two little dolls, they are on the phone, hey, hey, where are you, hey hey..."

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"Zhao Yongyang!—"

"If you don't come out, we'll go home!"

Zhao Yongyang, who was hiding under the bed, immediately crawled out, "Don't, my parents are not at home, you can eat with me."

"Haha! You've been tricked! We've caught you!" The successful little boy swung his fist arrogantly, "Get down, the loser will be a turtle!"

"Oh."

Eight-year-old Zhao Yongyang got down on the ground obediently. Being a tortoise was not a good feeling, because Fatty—a little fat man who doesn’t like to be called chubby—is too fat, and it feels so uncomfortable to ride on his body and crawl like a tortoise. Almost out of breath.You won't be caught easily next time!

"Little turtle, why are your parents always away?" Fatty had a great time riding, commanding people to go this way or that way.

The little girl with double ponytails asked: "Yes, I still let you live in the mountains, such a remote place, if you don't have to do group work, I won't come if you give me another 100 yuan."

"Tch, I'll come if she doesn't come." Xiaopang imagined that 100 yuan could buy a lot of snacks...

Zhao Yongyang was out of breath while crawling, and replied: "Don't worry... Huh, when you, you leave... I... I will definitely give you the money."

"Okay, little fat, come down, let's continue playing!"

Xiaopang cheerfully said: "Okay, the old rules, the person who gets caught is a turtle!" Because Zhao Yongyang was caught almost every time, so Xiaopang urged Zhao Yongyang to go without even mentioning the rules of not being caught. hide.

"99...98...97..."

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"Zhao Yongyang!—"

"Xiaoyang, we are going home! Come out quickly! It's already 05:30!"

I won't be deceived by you, I have been deceived again and again, and I am not stupid, a little bit... Zhao Yongyang thought to himself, unless Xiaopang admits defeat, he will stay in the demolished house all the time!I just... No... Thinking about it, the boring Zhao Yongyang fell asleep. Some people thought about him and felt very comfortable. Zhao Yongyang didn't dislike the air in the firewood room at all, and slept soundly in the corner hugging the wood. Overheard conversations outside the woodshed.

"He's a liar! We're all leaving without paying."

"Never come to play again next time!"

The firewood room has been piled with unused firewood for many years, which are leftovers from people living nearby, and some semi-processed leftovers are simply thrown here.The air in this area is good, and if people raise trees, these logs will be a small fortune when piled up.Pile up little by little, almost filling up the whole woodshed.Zhao Yongyang slept until the next day, and slept from the afternoon to the next day without waking up under the sun.

The door of the firewood room was pushed open, "There is no place for the firewood room, so let's put it here, and we will have to find a new place to put it in the future. It's not a good idea to keep these woods. Lock the door first, and then ask for help." Ask if anyone has collected it.” Put the firewood in a pile near the door of the firewood room, and a pyramid of wood was piled up very full.

Another voice was a little lazy, "Whatever you want, you can sell it to Lao Liu."

"That profiteer did all kinds of evil, and even robbed my woman. I wouldn't sell it to him even if I burned it!"

"Should I be so exaggerated... calm down, calm down, let's go drink some wine..."

The firewood room was locked, and Zhao Yongyang turned over and was kicked at the waist. He got up and saw that it was still daylight, thinking that it had only been an hour or two, and waited again. After waiting for a while, he was hungry, stupidly hungry and waiting. , "Why are Xiaopang and Yangyang so slow..." When Zhao Yongyang wanted to open the door, the door couldn't be opened no matter what.He shook the door and heard the tinkling sound of the iron lock slamming against the door.Touching his belly, Zhao Yongyang didn't know why he was locked, the door was open when he came in, but there was no lock.

A slightly tipsy night, with a half-curved moon, so romantic, sad, heartbroken, Chaifu’s wine bottle contains his love water, but the smile in the sky seems to be mocking him, no matter how much he drinks, there is always something in front of him. A nasty white sickle, "Fuck you bitch... I just burn it, hehe... I won't sell it if I burn it!" Chaifu has wine in his hand and a lighter in his pocket, and the wine is stuffy, and the wine bottle—— fell!Fall in!The lighter ignited the leaves and threw them into the door of the firewood house. "Pfft—" Chaifu also sprayed the wine in his mouth, "Hey... I will add another fire to you..."

So cold and hungry... Zhao Yongyang, who was awakened by the wine bottle, looked at the fire in the room, cried out in fright, and shouted for help: "Uncle! Uncle! Help! Uncle, help! Help! Wow!"

Chaifu didn't know whether he heard the child's cries with sharper ears, or because he set the fire and didn't want to be discovered, so he ran away with the wind on his feet.

Haoyue and Gong Zhao, who had been watching the whole process from the perspective of God, were unable to make a sound, and their bodies could not move for a moment. After they were free to move, the first question was: "Is this when you were a child?"

"No. To be precise, it should be when this body was a child. I only traveled through time when I was 12 years old. When I woke up, I was in the hospital. A ventilator was used to maintain my normal breathing. Zhao Bing said that the Xue family mistreated me. Let me drown, so he took back the custody rights, and it is enough to recognize him as a father in the future. Although I don't comment on this, he did provide me with very high-quality educational resources and medical resources." Jiaoyue didn't know What happened to Zhao Yongyang in his childhood, and he didn't know how father and son should talk, but from Zhao Bing's tone of voice, he felt that the relationship between the two was not like a normal father and son. No comments were made either.

Unlike the time-traveling novels, which took over all the memories of the host as soon as they came, the way of speaking here, the etiquette here, Haoyue lived in the ward for nearly a year on the grounds of recovering her body, and learned from e-books and tutors, Only then did I get used to the life here, and I didn't show my feet.

In fact, he has also read some novels on the Internet, and he inevitably read them while looking up e-books. He learned a vocabulary called time travel.Time-travel dramas were popular in those few years, most of them traveled from modern times to ancient times. For Jiaoyue, he came to the future from modern times, but he didn't want to stay in the future. He still has a lot of things to do, and there is a deep The one you love still needs his protection...

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The red fire elves danced to reproduce themselves, one turned over, and another red was born, just like the young Zhao Yongyang, the place where Gong Zhao and Jiaoyue could stand became smaller and smaller, the tongue of fire devoured all sides of the sky and the ground. Almost eating people, "Jiaoyue, stand on the log at the door!" Gong Zhao and Zhao Yongyang's eyes collided, literally collided, and they collided one to the left and the other to the right, but Zhao Yongyang Gong Zhao's body passed through Gong Zhao, and soon, the scorching fire couldn't reach Gong Zhao and Jiaoyue's bodies.They became unable to move, unable to speak, a child rolled on the ground, and then he suddenly disappeared, out of thin air... disappeared.

Opening eyes and closing eyes is another world, but the clouds in this sky are very familiar, the trajectories fluttering seem to be familiar, and the yelling and urging of people in plain clothes and plain brocade on the street are also very familiar. When Haoyue has nightmares, she often does not dream Here, when I have a good dream, I will think of this place to urge myself not to indulge in the illusion of affection, which makes him over-immune to Gong Zhao's affectionate appearance.

"Life is really a blink of an eye..." Jiaoyue complained in that leisurely way.

For a while before the execution, the prisoner was handcuffed in a cage and circled around the city, so that everyone could see that the heinous people looked like this, and also let everyone see the ability of the court to handle affairs. A group of people watched during the execution of the bright moon The notice came at [-]:[-] noon with dishes and bowls. There were also a group of brothel brothels, those who had been taken care of by the bright moon, and colleagues. They made an appointment to cry at [-]:[-] noon. Those who knew it thought it was a minister who had suffered great injustice, even if it was a good man who was slandered, this battle is too exaggerated, if you charge tickets, you can control it from opening for a year... But Dali Temple is not just a collection of money There is room for accommodation, if this one is beheaded, there will be another one. If this one has a grievance, if it cannot be sued, it is not incompetent.

On the high platform, the emperor's expression was unpredictable, "Dali Temple asked the beheaded prisoner at the intersection of Caishi Street, why didn't he report to me?"

"This... back to the emperor, Dali Temple has to hear so many cases every year, and handles dozens of crimes of espionage, and I haven't seen you interrogate every one of them..." The emperor is a soft persimmon, and everyone wants to pinch it. Feeling so disrespected, one can imagine what kind of life he lived in the palace.

Looking at myself asking to cut and looking at the soft-legged shrimp that I used to handle well are completely two kinds of experiences. It's not an interesting experience anyway.

The performer's blade stood on the white neck, and the empty eyes with his head down did not see the small details behind him, but the bright moon from God's perspective saw a move of "hitting the egg with a stone", very fine pebbles, flying across the sky Come on, tap on the performer's numbness point, one point hits, another point hits the previous one again, the performer is shaken when the knife cuts down, his hand loses control, he can't hold the handle of the knife, the knife fell to the ground.To achieve this, the requirements for martial arts are not high, but it takes a lot of hard work to make it so that even experts can't see the way.

Then, a man smashing eggs shouted in an ordinary and provocative voice: "The witch has used witchcraft! Don't look at her eyes! Burn the witch, and give back the lives of 30 soldiers! Burn the witch to comfort loyal ministers His spirit in heaven!"

A small group of people are in the rhythm of "burning the witch" and "burning the witch", and they are the ones who gather a pile of firewood with one piece of wood, and they are the ones who volunteer to put people on the firewood and fix them.Gong Zhao looked at the irreparable things in pain, he knew that Jiaoyue was innocent, but there were indeed spies mixed in the crowd, in order to hurt a clean and beautiful person, and to force him to bear the crime of being a faint king.

hateful……