Liu Gan: "That's not an exaggeration. We've encountered this kind of weather many times over the years. Don't worry, it's okay. The Saint will protect us. Come, Aunt Luo, let me toast you."
Aunt Luo shook her head and smiled, very pedantic. Of course, she knew that she wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to let her granddaughter secure her position. If she could survive this storm, then Alu would be admired by everyone.
The people in this primitive small tribe have rarely been out and are very pedantic. They do whatever Liu Gan says.
If he doesn't listen to my kind advice, then just give up.
Dadada...
The helicopter flew over the dense forest and began to descend into the fields. The surrounding grass and trees were blown up by the strong wind, and many villagers who had never seen the world ran towards the helicopter excitedly.
Aunt Luo finished her glass of wine and stood up: "Okay, my pick-up person is here, I'll be leaving first. Thank you Elder Liu for your hospitality, take care of yourself."
Liu Gan: "Same to Aunt Luo, I'll take you there, please."
Aunt Luo nodded, reached out and touched the face of A-Lu who had been looking unhappy, and said with a spring breeze, "You are a good girl. I originally intended to give this bracelet on your hand to my granddaughter Jianjia. I have nothing now, and it looks very beautiful on you. Good child, take care."
After saying that, Aunt Luo turned around and walked ahead with big strides. A Qiang took the opportunity to hold the umbrella over Aunt Luo's head.
Ah Lu was stunned by the figure in the rain, clutching the bracelet that originally belonged to Aunt Luo and left to Yin Ren, her heart tangled with something...
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When they reached the ridge of the field, Aunt Luo stopped. A Qiang held an umbrella and looked back at the village washed by the heavy rain. If it were not for this village, her family would be fine and she could enjoy her old age with a courtyard full of love. But this village has too many unbearable memories.
She came this time to fulfill her dream and to see if Xie Song was dead or not. Now that he was dead, all the grudges were settled and she could resolve a knot in her heart. She could let go of the past and enjoy the few remaining days of her life.
His eyes looked at the group of villagers wearing straw hats and raincoats, and then swept over Liu Gan.
"Take care of yourself!"
"Take care of yourself, too."
Turned and walked towards the helicopter.
"Aunt Luo...Aunt Luo, please stay..."
Alu's voice came from behind.
Aqiang whispered: "She's coming."
Aunt Luo smiled with satisfaction, turned around and stood up, with that spring-like smile on her face again. She looked through the villagers at the little girl named Alu.
Alu ran out of the house holding something in her hand, running forward desperately in the heavy rain. She fell twice on the way. Ah Hu tried to stop her, but Alu shook off his hand and continued running.
"Alu you..." Liu Gan was so anxious that he wanted to go up and stop her, but Aqiang reached out and held his shoulders.
Aunt Luo: "Liu Gan, your granddaughter is here to see me off, why are you in such a hurry?"
Liu Gan sighed and just hoped that his granddaughter would stop talking nonsense.
Ah Lu walked up to Aunt Luo and called out, "Aunt Luo."
Aunt Luo pulled her into the umbrella, reached out and wiped the rain off her face as if she was 'loving' her granddaughter, and said, "Why are you running so fast?"
"Aunt Luo, I..." Ah Lu looked at the sturdy Liu Gan next to her, mustered up her courage, and stuffed the bracelet into Aunt Luo's hand, "I can't accept it."
Aunt Luo smiled: "Why?"
A Lu paused and said, "I can't take it from your granddaughter. You can keep it for your granddaughter."
Aunt Luo's face darkened: "What do you mean?"
"Alu——" Liu Gan scolded.
Aunt Luo glanced at him coldly, and Liu Gan sighed deeply.
Aunt Luo: "Tell me! What do you mean!"
The voice was so loud that it frightened A-Lu so much that she trembled for a moment. She said in one breath, "Your granddaughter is not dead. You should keep this bracelet for her!"
As soon as these words came out, Aunt Luo's head buzzed. She glanced at Liu Gan's disappointed expression, then looked at the villagers' annoyed expressions, and finally landed on A Lu's relieved expression.
A hoarse and trembling voice spoke, "You said...my Jianjia...she's not dead? She's still alive."
A Lu: "She wasn't dead in the first place. She was alive and well, living a more carefree life than anyone else. She lived in the village for eighteen years. Everyone doted on her and gave her whatever she wanted."
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