Song Qinghe was only six years old when she came here. She was an abandoned girl who was thrown into the snow.
Mrs. Huo saved her and raised her.
I thought I would live in peace in the General's Mansion for the rest of my life, but in the end——
Three sons and two grandsons of the Huo family were killed in the battle, and their bodies were not found.
The old lady broke down the temple to support the orphan, and she burst into tears.
Song Qinghe took the orphan of the Huo family and started his escape.
Fortunately, the Sifang Space, which had been dusty for a long time, was opened.
Open up wasteland, farm, open a shop, raise pigs...
There are mountains of braised pork elbows and enough money to rebel!
The days were prosperous, and a man suddenly broke into the farm.
"Miss Song, do you want to do a business?"
"What business?"
"Rebellion."
Song Qinghe looked at the face that was very similar to Brother An and smiled:
"Where did you die a few years ago?"
Uncle Huo: "..." I've always been here, you just don't know it!
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Later——
Uncle Huo: Qinghe, I am your wife.
Huo An: Mom, I rebelled.
Song Qinghe: Okay.
Later, she really put the big one and the small one in that position.
The heroine, the Holy Mother