"Who are these two people?"
Yu Chijing lowered his head to ask the guard beside him, and the guard also shook his head and said that he didn't know.
"Dare to ask, where is the doctor you said is going to please?"
I thought about it and said one word: "Wine."
After speaking, I turned around and went back to the room. Feng and Feng Yunfeng didn't say anything when they saw me like this, and quietly followed me back into the room.
After all, they tried to survive once before, and the two girls seemed to be afraid of this stubborn little lady.
Yu Chijing took his people and left. I think that my word, if he makes good use of it, is enough to invite that old ancestor over. It depends on my fate. After all, Yu Chijing doesn’t know what it is. Master Shen Qijiu, if I said to look for Sudi, it would definitely be exposed directly.
The next days must be waiting quietly. To our surprise, after five or six hours, the night fell completely, the stars were pulled out, and there was a white shadow in the yard.
She stood quietly and watched from a distance, looking at me, who was standing in the house now, with an incredible face.
I was also courageous. I looked at her and then at myself... Because I had been a ghost, all the dirty things were gone. At this time, the woman without physical bruises was standing in the moon. Down, really like Chang'e, graceful and slender.
I watched her standing here quietly, so I took a few steps forward and tried to talk to her.
This is not the first time I have seen something like a ghost, but it is the first time I have a conversation.
He said dryly: "Hey..."
The sound that is hard to hear is as good as the sound of cutting a tree with a chainsaw. If I can, I really would rather I be a complete mute.
When she heard me talking, she tilted her head slightly, and then I could see clearly. The gaze she was looking at was staring at Feng Yunfeng's room.
"Why?" The faint voice, very slender, asked me: "Why are you..."
I knew what she wanted to ask, so I shook my head and wanted to say I'm sorry, but I didn't say the last word.
But she understood, and slowly shook her head: "No, it's actually me."
I listened quietly. She knew that I had difficulty speaking because she had drunk the poison and hurt her throat, so she started to speak slowly.
"I thought I could stay at home for the rest of my life with him... Even if I don't deserve it, it's good to be with him."
"However, my mother insists on arranging a marriage for me."
"I don't want to resist, and I know that the marriage of a brother and a sister is insulting, and I can't just say that I like him in my life."
"You know, how tired I am dragging such a sickly body... how sad... how depressed... it's better to die."
"I don't know where you came from, but I want to tell you that I regret now and I regret ending my life, and I hope you can always live instead of me like this."
"Because the body is still alive, my soul is not taken from the underworld. I think I should continue to do this until you die."
"It's okay to look at him silently, thank you for giving me a new way to accompany me, without being persecuted by this world. This is the best way to make up for my own mistakes. I'm already satisfied."
"When I was struggling before death, I regretted it, but now you are living for me. I watched him say those words, and I don't know how happy I was... I feel that death is worth it."
Women are all the same. She has said so many passages, but also constantly pokes the most vulnerable part of my heart.
But I couldn't respond, I could only look at her with a pair of free eyes, staring at the little broken house where her brother was sleeping.
After that, it became infinitely quiet, until I silently returned to the room, she still stood there, until the sun rose, and then slowly disappeared.
The next day, a very quiet day, Feng Yunfeng still waited for me with all his heart.
There seemed to be nothing good at home, the only cock that was left was caught by him and killed it for me to make soup, saying that it would make me stronger after eating it.
I looked at this man in coarse linen, but I felt a little warm in my heart.
In fact, women are like this, no matter how hard they are, they are soft-hearted. No matter who they are facing, as long as they treat them sincerely, they can actually get sincere.
Drinking chicken soup bit by bite makes my heart warm, but I know that this is my sister's love, not me. I just enjoyed it for her.
I sighed that my own life was really good. Previously, there was Han Moyu, and then Feng Yunfeng. Although it is not a level or a class, the sacrifices are the same, and because of that frontier, I can get the continuation The'love' brought about by fate.
I don't know in which corner Feng Zhaoxue is watching, I think she will be very satisfied to see such a scene.
Feng was very depressed about Feng Yunfeng's killing of chickens, and kept talking about it. There were only two hens and one rooster left. He could not hatch any chickens if he killed the roosters and lays eggs... But the words between the lines did not show the distress for the chickens, but It is his concern for me.
What's the matter of marrying a brother and a sister, I have been unable to figure it out because of this quarrel? It’s too second... It’s not his own, but just grew up under an eaves, just like Feng Yunfeng said, is it okay to be a child bride-in-law? What is the difference between marrying a child bride and a sister who was adopted as a child
Three days have passed, and it’s been very quiet. It’s okay. I will sit in front of the loom and compare. I have learned weaving with Jinxiu for a while. Jinxiu is called Jinxiu because her mother was alive when she was alive. The entire emperor is counted as a good embroiderer. When she was in Fengyuan, she taught me for a week, and I can already be considered as easy to learn. In addition, afterwards, I also learned in the palace, so my skill is not low.
For me, it is no different from playing cross stitch, and there are so many things in my mind that I can't sleep, so when I have insomnia at night, I have been weaving.
After explaining that Feng Yunfeng bought me a thread for weaving, I just sat there dangling, and in these three days, I wove six pieces of cloth.
"Xue'er, don't be exhausted." Feng Yunfeng looked at me, not for the first time admonishing.
I shook my head and handed the cloth woven in my hand to him: "Sell."
"Sell?" He took the cloth from his hand and froze for a moment: "What did you sell? I saw that the knitting is pretty beautiful. Brother will add some money to make some beautiful dresses for you."
I shook my head again. I really didn't want to talk, and pointed to the chicken in the yard: "Buy."
Feng Yunfeng thought for a long time and understood: "Do you think your mother feels sorry for the chicken, how many do you want to buy?"
Shaking his head, didn't want to talk nonsense with him, just pushed him: "Go."
Feng Yunfeng shrank helplessly, and finally agreed with what I said. Before I left, I was more arrogant, meaning that the money left over from buying the chicken would bring me a better line.
It turned out to be very happy. My six cloths sold for fifty taels of silver, and for two taels of silver I bought three chickens, one stewed for me, and the remaining two filled the original vacancies.
For the remaining three taels of silver, I bought a more valuable thread.
Feng Yunfeng wondered why my weaving skills suddenly changed. He said that he couldn't figure out why I could sell so much money.
I didn't expect it, but for me, fifty taels of silver is really a astronomical price for'dismissing'.
Hey, it seems that I am really used to living a good life, and now I am experiencing the suffering of the people...
After another three days, I knit some more cloth, and one of my hands was a little red, and there were some blisters.
I have lived with Han Moyu for almost a year. How could I have done this kind of work? If I hadn't been a refugee before, I think I would definitely not be able to bear this kind of life.
However, it can be seen that Feng Zhaoxue did not seem to have had any hardships, and her delicate hands were not like someone doing rough work at all. So even though Feng's mouth is a bit poisonous, she is still a mother who loves her daughter and does not let her drag her disabled body to do hard work.
This time I was too lazy to talk, so I found a piece of paper, and I couldn't write, so I drew a lot of little chickens, and the rest was silver.
When Feng saw me weaving day and night like this, he also had tears in his eyes: "If you say that you just marry that general honestly, it is a good thing to lose pie in the sky, my mother doesn't count on you. How much money can I earn for my mother, I just hope you can live it well. My mother told you so much... As long as you are honest, even if the general doesn’t like you, your next half of your life will be fine. Why don’t you understand the food."
"The generals are cruel. If Xueer is not easy to annoy him, do you think he will treat her well?"
The two mothers are about to get up again soon, I'm so annoying, because of this noise every day, they are really not too tired...
Resolutely interrupted the mother and son, the cloth was handed to Feng Yunfeng, sold for ten taels of silver, fifty taels of silver, and bought dozens of baby chickens of various colors, and the remaining fifty taels, bought several bags of grain and Feed the chicken bran.
All of a sudden, the yard became lively, and it was all right. I would also drag that stiff stump to go out to see those little chickens flying up and down, and I felt very happy.
Isn't this the life I longed for in the first place? If Han Moyu was with me at this time, I would be happier.
It's just that I can only think about how he is now, and he is always safe for his life, which is actually what I ask for.
On the seventh day, someone knocked on the door, opened the door, and saw that it was Yu Chijing, with a sedan chair behind him, and in a blink of an eye a dirty old man was invited on the sedan chair.
Qianmenzhen was confused, and at first glance, it was that Yu Chijing had reasonably used the word I said and bought him a good wine.
It's really amazing. I don't know where he found it. I never thought that he could find this old bastard so quickly.
"This is the famous doctor Qianmenzhen." Yu Chijing introduced it honestly: "This is the woman I was talking about in need of treatment. Please take a look."
"Yeah." Qianmenzhen swayed into the yard, lifted the wine gourd and took a sip before seeing me.
With just one look, the turbid and drunk old eyes flashed a golden light, and he turned his head and confessed to Wei Chijing.
"You go out first, wait until you turn around and then come in." After that, he confessed to me: "You, follow me."