Chapter 411 I'll Give You All the Money
Xiao Jiuer rushed into the headman's house like a gust of wind.
She happened to run into the village headman's son who was out looking for her.
"Master Xiaojiu..." The village head's son's eyes were red and his face was covered with tears. "My father is dying..."
Xiao Jiuer didn't say anything and ran into the headman's room.
She has been coming to this place every day recently, but no time has she felt as depressed and uncomfortable as today.
There was a strange smell in the air.
Little Jiuer didn't know that this was actually the heavy deathly aura of a dying person.
In the room, the headman's sons, daughters-in-law and grandchildren were kneeling at the head of the bed and crying, Jinbao and Yinbao were crying loudly.
The village head's wife held his hand and cried silently.
When the sound of Xiao Jiuer's footsteps rang out, everyone looked at her with tears on their faces, and there was an unbearable sadness in their eyes.
Jin Bao Yin Bao wiped her tears and said sadly: "Xiao Jiu'er, Grandpa is going to die!"
"He was obviously fine yesterday, why is this happening?"
Xiao Jiuer walked over with her lips pursed, and everyone made way to let her come to the bed.
Xiao Jiuer's small hand gently held Li Zheng's big hand, which was as rough as tree bark.
The village head seemed to sense Xiao Jiuer's arrival. His sunken eyes moved, and then he opened them with difficulty.
"Xiaojiu..." The headman's mouth moved weakly, and he could only make a few faint sounds.
"Grandpa, the village head." Little Jiuer pouted and tried not to cry.
Li Zheng looked at her kindly as always.
"Xiaojiu, Heihe Village... I'm going to trouble you from now on..."
"The villagers... have never been to school... have just had enough to eat... they do some things wrong... you need to educate them... they are all reasonable now..."
"Grandpa...being able to meet you...is worth it in this life..."
Little Dumpling looked at the wrinkled, gray face and bloodless lips of the chief, and his tense little face could no longer contain its anger.
With a "wawu" sound, tears flowed down.
When Concubine Shu died, Xiao Jiuer did not cry or feel sad.
But at this moment, the fear of separation from life and death suddenly struck her heart.
Thinking that the village head would never hug her again.
Never again will I stroke her little head with my rough hands.
I will never take her around the villages again.
Xiao Jiuer's heart was in a knot.
"No, I don't want you to wash it!"
"You don't know how to wash!"
Little Jiuer opened her little hand and the little golden bead flew over the head of the village head.
The dazzling light of the golden beads slowly flowed onto the head of the village.
Xiao Jiuer opened her eyes wide and watched nervously, and the others also stopped crying.
But strangely, the power of the golden bead seemed to have no effect on the village head.
When rescuing Concubine Shu before, one could clearly see that her face had become rosy, but at this moment, the head of the village still had the look of death and decay on his face.
"Xiaojiu..." the village head said with difficulty, "Don't waste it... My time has come... I'm lucky to have not experienced serious illness or pain... Don't take this pearl out again... In this world... human hearts are the most unpredictable..."
"Master Xiaojiu," the village head's son cried, "my father died of old age. It seems this golden bead can't save a man who has died of old age."
"No! I can save him!"
Xiao Jiuer wiped her tears stubbornly and put away the golden beads.
He crawled onto the headman's bed with his short legs and sat down beside him, guarding him like a little guard.
The sadness in his big eyes was replaced by a look of determination.
She puffed out her chubby little cheeks and held the village head's weak and cold hand tightly.
"Hmph! I owe you! Let's see! Who can take him down!!"
Upon hearing this, the headman's family shed tears silently. At this time, there were chaotic footsteps outside the door.
The villagers who heard the news rushed over.
"Grandpa, the village head!"
"Uncle, the village head!"
"Brother Zhuang!"
…
The villagers crowded the room.
The village head opened his eyes, looked at the people in the room, all crying, and used his last bit of strength to warn them:
"You guys, remember this."
"Protect... Black River City."
"Okay!" The villagers agreed with sobs.
"Protect...Xiao Jiu'er."
"Okay! We will do it!" The villagers burst into tears.
"I'm tired..."
The village head made a gurgling sound in his throat, and took his last breath in front of everyone's gaze.
Everyone covered their mouths and tears burst out.
This old man, who has worked silently for Heihe Village for more than 30 years, is like a soul to Heihe Village.
In the hearts of all villagers, Zhuang Lizheng will always be there whenever they need him.
But now, he was like a collapsed pillar, reduced to ashes in an instant.
"Village head! Village head!"
"Walk slowly, let us give you a good ride!"
The villagers burst into tears and all men, women, young and old knelt down.
Because the village head died suddenly, the joy of welcoming the peasant army was gone.
Amidst the cries, the little girl pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
"Xiao Jiuer, come here." Ye Yan'an and the others called her while crying.
The little girl shook her head at the Ye family, her big dark eyes staring firmly at the door.
Outside the door, two figures, one in white and one in black, appeared hurriedly.
Bai Wuchang was knocked away by Xiao Jiuer's punch, so they arrived a little late, but it didn't matter.
The two of them came through the wall and met the little dumpling's cold and gloomy eyes as soon as they entered the house.
Hei Wuchang, who had just said "see you later", said: "..."
It turns out that the more you don't want to see someone, the more likely you are to see him or her.
Bai Wuchang shuddered.
Why is this little evil spirit here?
Are you still thinking about the punch you didn't throw?
Fortunately, the soul-snatching monster didn't have to get too close. Bai Wuchang hid behind Hei Wuchang, waving the mourning stick in his hand.
Almost in the next second, the village head's soul separated from his body lying on the bed and walked towards them step by step in a dull manner.
The little girl glanced at the headman and jumped off the bed.
Squeezed out from between the crowd.
"Master Xiaojiu?"
How could the villagers know what was happening before their eyes?
Looking at the little girl's calm face, I thought she was still young and couldn't understand the difference between life and death.
Thinking that from now on, the burden of Heihe City would fall on such a little baby, everyone felt even more heartbroken.
Xiao Jiuer walked out of the door amidst mournful cries, following behind the Black and White Impermanence who were escorting the soul of the village head.
As fast as they were, she was fast too.
If they are slow, she will be slow too.
Because he was afraid that they would run away, the little girl tied the corners of their black and white robes together into a knot, and held the knot tightly with her little hands.
Four people.
Oh no, three ghosts for one person.
Walked quietly for a long time.
Finally, Bai Wuchang couldn't bear it anymore.
"Little ancestor, don't I just owe you a punch? Go ahead and hit me! Once you get the gold, don't follow us, okay!"
As he said this, he closed his eyes tightly with an expression as if he was ready to die.
"I don't want money!"
"These are all available to you!"
Little Dumpling waved his little hand, and countless gold, silver and treasures appeared before the eyes of the Black and White Impermanence.
There are banknotes, gold, silver, jade, and gems...
The Black and White Impermanence opened their mouths wide and looked at the little dumpling together.
Hey mom!
You are so rich now, why are you still picking on us?
"Here, you all take your elbows! I don't want it!"
The Black and White Impermanence looked at each other in bewilderment. "Don't you love money? Why do you suddenly want it?"
"Because there are more important things than money!"
The little dumpling stretched out his little hand and pointed at the headman with a blank look in his eyes.
"I'll give you all the money! Give him back to me!"
PS: My dear children, I flipped through the book reviews today and those negative reviews almost drove me away! (From now on, if I read book reviews again, I will be a dog)
But it was not without gain. I saw a lot of encouragement from the children, and one of them said that this book has a live audio version!
When I saw it, it turned out to be true!
It's really a real person reading in different roles, it's quite interesting! My dear children, you can go and listen to it! ··*
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