Trafford’s Trading Club

Along the way, Luo Aiyu, who had never had time to brush before, looked even more dirty at this time. She fell on the floor several times, but was immediately brutally dragged.

The panic along the way made the owner's wife, who had retained a little rhyme, cry out of tears.

Listen to the tidal cliffs on the way.

Luo Aiyu had no idea what these people had brought her to this place for - until then, the cloth clumps on her mouth had been removed.

“You bastards! Let go of me! What do you want to do?” Love Jade screamed.

Ah Bao took a look and said indifferently: “You'll see. ”

At this point, a group of people came up one after the other. Each of these people had a cart in their hand, and the cart had one, or two, on it.

Dozens of carts are filled with people - the day has long been completely lit.

When Luo Aiyu saw the man in the cart, he suddenly lost his face and almost didn't collapse to the ground.

A middle-aged man came to the side of Lord Bao, “Ah Bao, all the sick people brought! ”

Lord Bao nodded. “Where are their relatives? ”

“When they were in the clinic, they naturally disagreed," said the middle-aged man. But some of these people suddenly got sick again... and now they can't agree. There were a few who had always opposed it and let the brothers hold on. The rest didn't dare to talk, didn't come this time, said he didn't want to see this scene. But to be careful, I let people guard the clinic and keep them out. ”

Ah Bao nodded, “I looked at the hour, another hour is the auspicious time, as soon as the time comes to worship the sea god. ”

“Worship? What sacrifice? Speak clearly!” Luo Aiyu feels bad. She has always been almost ignorant of this matter. But intuition tells her she's going to be more dangerous next time than anyone else.

The middle-aged man came to Luo Aiyu and suddenly smiled. “Of course you are here to worship the Sea God! See, the way these patients look! Only by dedicating you to the Sea God will you be able to hold our Lu family village! ”

“What!”

Lo Aiyu struggled with horror. It was just two strong men who caught her. How could she get away with it? Luo Aiyu couldn't help but say, "You bastards! Son of a bitch! Let go of me! I want to see the mayor! Tell him you're going to kill me! ”

“Shut up!” The middle-aged man hummed, pointing to the driveway over there: “The village chief is right here! He's sick, too! ”

Luo Aiyu stunned, then as if he had collapsed, the whole person struggled more intensely, and was immediately stuck in his mouth again with a cloth band.

She could only be pushed to the ground, crying terribly from her throat, by the time she was scared to death by the six-godless, Cesar trembling.

At this point, it seems that another group of people came up.

Far away, Luo Aiyu seemed to hear Wu Qiushui's voice, and she could not help but rekindle a hint of hope.

……

……

Ren Ziling walked around in the reception hall of the vacation home.

The glaring pear couldn't help but say: "Sister Ren, you are in no hurry to do this... this is really not our place after all. ”

“That's why you're so angry!” Ren Ziling bites his teeth: “What kind of society is it? How can there really be such people and still be a group?? ”

“Shh... keep your voice down.” Pear cautiously said: “Evian just helped her grandfather into the room to rest.” The child's father had disappeared and his mother had been caught again, and Grandpa had done so again.

Ren Ziling sighed, which is what made her feel most helpless.

“Eat something. ”

Lochu walked out of the kitchen with a tray in his hand and two casseroles on it.

“I can't eat!” Ren Ziling sat down and still looked stuffy.

Lochu put down one of the casseroles and a spoon of porcelain bowl in the tray, “Ginger porridge, I also put some shrimp nuts and dried firewood. ”

Ren Ziling subconsciously swallowed the saliva, the pears were more straightforward, and looked at the pan with both eyes glowing.

“Wait till it's cooler.” Lochu didn't say much either, just opened the lid a little bit and walked up the stairs with another pot.

“Oh, boy, where are you going? ”

“Send the old man something to eat. ”

Watching Roquette slip up, Ren Ziling stunned and tried to say something, but stopped talking... the child was too good at taking care of people.

So, is that why you liked the kid?

For Purple Ling's mother, Lo Qiu is an advantage all over her body. Even Mune can actually be regarded as pure... The vice editor-in-chief of Ren, who is accustomed to jumping thinking, suddenly glanced, “Pear, serve me a bowl! ”

“Hey, Ren, didn't you say you couldn't eat? ”

“Do you care... by the way, where's Yunight? Haven't seen her since? ”

“I think I saw her heading back to the room.” Pear bit the spoon.

“Alas...” Ren Ziling sighed.

She was going to take this opportunity to take a good look at Rochu's girlfriend and connect with her feelings for a family day that hadn't happened in a long time, but she didn't think about it.

This girl named Yu Night, I don't know if she was scared... Ren Ziling consciously thought, a sip of hot porridge into her mouth.

“Shit, I'm burning up!” Ren Ziling spit out his tongue and slammed the wind with his palms.

Pear smiled and couldn't help but smile.

“What are you laughing at? Haven't you ever seen a man burn his tongue?” Ren Zilington glanced white.

Pear shook his head: “That's not true. It's just that I found out that this‘ eldest son ’of yours really knows you better than yourself, Ren. He told me to keep you cold and eat again, and you got it. ”

Ren Ziling was embarrassed.

……

Knock.

At the moment when the door opened, Lu Yiyun looked at Lochu rather unnaturally... and looked at the plate he was holding.

“May I come in? ”

“Oh... okay.” Lu Yiyun nodded.

She still doesn't look very good. He looked at Lochu and walked in —— this is Lubhai's room, a very simple room.

At this point, the Lubhai was just sitting quietly at the end of the bed, staring silently at the sea outside the window.

This old man, his people are here, but important things, not here.

Luo Qiu walked to the Lubu Sea and took another look at Lu Yiyun. The little girl hurried over and took the plate from Lochu's hand, showing a reluctant smile: "Please, you were the guest. ”

“I'm used to hosting.” Lochu said softly.

Lu Yiyun didn't know how to take this person to make her feel scared, so he lowered his head and pounded the porridge in the plate.

She started with a little bit of it, tasted the flavor and the heat. The little girl suddenly shrugged.

“Doesn't it taste good? ”

Lu Yiyun said: "No, it's better than I usually do... but my grandfather wouldn't eat anything if he didn't have cabbage. ”

“Well, I'll get some.” Lochu nodded.

Lu Yiyun hastily said: “No, you don't know where... I'll be right back. ”

Lu Yiyun quickly left the room.

In fact, I had seen a small dish of chopped cabbage next to the casserole pot a long time ago, but I was measuring the room in the Lubhai with Mr. Lo, who didn't bring it with me.

A painting, a painting with only one simple outline, hanging from the surrounding walls.

Some of them are even yellow.

The Lubhai still looks at the ocean out of the window with a deafness, as if it had been the excitement of a while ago. It was just an accidental sobriety. He is essentially the late twilight person who suffers from dementia symptoms of the elderly.

Lochu walked onto a wall, stretched out his fingers, mopping over these different but identical pieces of paper, one by one.

“Why don't you finish them? ”

If the old man remembers, he remembers that at the time of the first encounter, such a problem has arisen.

The silent Lubhai Sea had an unusual reaction to the problem. He turned his head slowly, and the moment his cloudy old eyes connected to Lochu's gaze, Lubhai's gaze seemed to restore a little clarity.

“Save her, save her...”

He repeated, over and over again, as if he didn't know what he was talking about, as if he knew what he was talking about more than anyone else.

Once again, the eyes of the Lubhai slowly regained their cloudiness and once again looked at the vast infinity of the sea.

But an old sheepskin roll slowly opened in front of him.

When his palm pressed against the parchment roll, the last glimmer of clarity in the eyes of the Lupu Sea disappeared, and he went back to the way he was sitting on the lawn and painting towards the sea.

And the eyes eventually become cloudy.