Qinghu's timidly let go of the hand was grabbed by Duanfeng, looking at the little girl's crimson face, Duanfeng wanted to bite it in his heart.

But he didn't move, just let go of her lightly, and said, "What does Madame want to do?" ”

Qinghu felt a little thirsty, reached out to get the tea on the table, and was blocked by the wind again, and poured a new cup of hot tea.

She took it and drank it down, put down the teacup and said, "I want to go to Wu's house to see those trees first." ”

From Tianguang Inn to Youfangzhuang, it is only two incense sticks.

Duanfeng handed over the two horses to the Yicheng of Youfangzhuang. Yi Cheng's hand as he took the reins trembled a little.

What day is today, so many nobles have visited, especially the white-clothed son in front of him, although he can't see his face clearly, it is really expensive. The girl with him looked young, but she was also a charming woman in the painting.

What a fairy couple.

Qinghu led Wu Xiaobai in front, she asked someone about the location of the market, took Wu Xiaobai to change into well-fitting clothes, and dressed her up as a cute boy.

The oil mill village was indeed filled with a heavy oil vapor, passing through the rows of large and small oil mills, the shop flags fluttered in the air, and they walked for a long time to reach the residence of the residents in the village.

Duanfeng, Qinghu and Wu Xiaobai stood at the door of the Wu family's small courtyard.

The courtyard wall is made of rammed earth and is half a person high. Everything in the courtyard is in full view, and it is true that it was burned by fire, but because it is a house made of pure stone, it is not very damaged from the outside.

An ordinary country courtyard with small pieces of vegetables, various farm tools and kitchen cooking utensils, and several large steamers.

There are five trees about three feet tall in the corner of the courtyard, which is very strange.

The leaves are verdant green. But the branches and trunks were all covered in a thick layer of snow white, and if it weren't for the wrong season, anyone would think that it was the ice flowers that had condensed on the trees in winter.

Qinghu squatted down, stroked Wu Xiaobai's back and asked, "Is that the one?" ”

Wu Xiaobai nodded, grabbed Qinghu's sleeve and said:

"Sister Qinghu, it's really not ice on the branches. We only have winter when it snows and the trees freeze on the trees.

Sister Qinghu, that is a fire, I saw Auntie burn it, she and Daddy went out with that thing, and when they came back... Someone who... It's in a sack.

And my brother... My brother also died. Carry on shoulders... When the people who came from the sack saw his brother, they put a pillow over his face, and his brother's legs... After a few kicks, it doesn't move..."

The more Wu Xiaobai spoke, the more excited she became, her shrill voice was full of crying, full of anger, and aggrieved and afraid, her voice was high and low, and finally she cried.

Qinghu scooped Wu Xiaobai into his arms, gently stroked her back, and said softly: "You are hiding in a tree, so they didn't see you?" ”

Wu Xiaobai nodded in Qinghu's arms, and said, "They put Daddy and Auntie on the bed and set fire to them before leaving." But there was nothing to burn in our house, and the fire stopped after a while..."

"Do you remember what those two people looked like?" Qinghu asked again.

"Hmm...," Wu Xiaobai arched in Qinghu's arms, "They covered their faces, and I only remember the voice." ”

Wu Xiaobai is only seven or eight years old, and Qinghu will believe his words, but it is useless to sue the government.

Qinghu looked at Duanfeng, and then looked at the trees in the courtyard, frowning and pondering in his heart.

After a while, she took Wu Xiaobai's hand and said, "Let's go in." ”

There was a low door in the southeast corner of the earthen wall, and they pushed it in, and went under the trees.

Duanfeng looked at the figure of Qinghu standing under the tree, the red-shirted girl's skirt was facing the wind, her skin was better than snow, slim and elegant, just like the clouds of Xiu, and she was comfortable and comfortable.

She looked up at the green leaves and white branches, and the look of concentration in her eyes was the purest scenery in the world.

A landscape that belongs to him alone.