After lunch, they took advantage of the lack of crowds to go through the whole market from beginning to end, bought a lot of small things, and did not get on the bus and leave until the afternoon. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Qiaoya opened the curtains and looked curiously at the boats coming and going on the dock, Zhao Zhuangtou probably knew her thoughts, and specially slowed down the walking speed of the carriage so that she could see enough. Xue Ying was closing her eyes to recuperate, when she suddenly heard Qiaoya's "ah": "Miss, that person is so pitiful." ”

She opened her eyes and looked out the window, and saw several people in short, coarse cloth clothes surrounding a little girl, pushing and teasing at a remote alley along the riverside street.

The little girl looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in tain-brown, loose and tattered, with a lot of dust on her face, and was rudely pulled by the men, unable to hide, and opened her mouth as if pleading, but only a low "babbling" sound—it turned out to be a mute girl.

The blood in Xue Ying's body seemed to freeze in an instant, her whole face was numb, only her heartbeat suddenly became intense, and she remembered a picture that had almost been forgotten in her mind.

The streets are empty, and the garbage on the ground is blown up by the wind and sprinkled with the air. In the middle of the street lay the naked body of a young girl, scarred, skinless, twisted, cold, and dirty......

Qiaoya turned around and was startled by her pale face: "Miss, what's wrong with you?" took her hand, but found that it was as cold as ice.

But Xue Ying suddenly nervously shook her off, opened the curtain that had just been lowered by Qiaoya, and stared at everything that was happening outside.

The little girl who was besieged had no way to retreat, and suddenly screamed, knelt down and kowtowed to those people with a "bang", that kind of begging, so humble, so desperate......

"Dumb girl...... Xue Ying muttered a name.

"Zhao Zhuangtou!" Qiao Ya was already frightened by her expression, and hurriedly called someone.

Zhao Zhuangtou lifted the curtain, and was also stunned when he saw Xue Ying's face at first glance.

Xue Ying was still staring outside, but tears were falling like rain, there was no blood on her lips, she trembled and convulsed, trying her best to scream, but all she came out was a muttering voice: "Save her, save her......"

"Miss?" Zhao Zhuangtou shouted.

Xue Ying suddenly came back to her senses, her eyes were sharp and firm as they had never been: "Zhao Zhuangtou, save her!"

Although there was only one sentence, Zhao Zhuangtou almost did not hesitate: "Yes!" turned to San Lang and said, "You take the young lady and them to leave quickly and wait for me at home." ”

"Good. San Lang drove the carriage into another alley very skillfully, and the moment he avoided everyone's sight, Zhao Zhuangtou had disappeared from the carriage.

"Miss. Qiao Ya held Xue Ying's hand tightly, "Are you okay?"

Xue Ying was still shivering, covered with chills, and shook her head stiffly and distractedly.

"Do you know that girl just now?" asked Qiaoya.

Xue Ying continued to shake her head.

"Okay, okay, it's okay. Qiaoya wiped the tears from her face, found that her body was terrifyingly cold, hurriedly hugged her into her arms, gently patted her back and comforted, "Don't worry, Zhao Zhuangtou will definitely save that girl, she will be fine." ”

Xue Ying didn't answer, her eyes were empty, and her memory was completely uncontrollable, recalling the pictures she had wanted to forget again and again.

She snapped her eyes shut and hugged Qiaoya tightly.

That's not a dumb girl, the dumb girl is dead. She can't save the dumb girl, she is just a bystander to the tragedy of the dumb girl, coldly, selfishly, and cruelly watching the dumb girl being tortured, destroyed, and finally withering.

The dumb lady died, but it also became her eternal nightmare.

When he returned to Jiuquan Beizhuang, it was almost dusk, and San Lang drove the carriage into his yard and quickly went to find Aunt He'an.

When Aunt He'an came, Xue Ying had already improved a lot, although her expression was still languishing and her face was very pale, but at least she had stopped the sickly trembling, and only the fatigue after the intense emotional fluctuations remained.

"Miss, how are you?" asked Aunt He'an.

"I'm fine. Xue Ying replied weakly, "Has Zhao Zhuangtou come back?"

"Not yet. Miss, shall I take you to some hot soup?"

Xue Ying nodded.

Aunt He'an saw that she was still in a state of despair, so she simply carried her into the house, and quickly brought a bowl of hot rice soup and fed Xue Ying to drink.

After drinking the soup, Xue Ying finally had some energy, but she kept looking outside, obviously waiting for Zhao Zhuangtou to come back.

Qiaoya stood aside and blamed herself: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have let Miss see that kind of thing, and scared Miss like this......"

"What's going on?" Aunt He'an asked with a serious face.

Qiao Ya recounted what had just happened, and then asked uneasily, "Master, is Miss sick from fright?" Do you want to ask a doctor to take a look?"

Aunt He'an shook her head, looked at Xue Ying, and patted her shoulder: "Miss?"

Xue Ying turned her head to look at her, but her eyes were dilated, and it seemed that her attention had not been diverted.

"Today, my aunt has arrived, and she has received the silver ticket, but she has something for me to convey to you. ”

Xue Ying took a while to react, and her sloppy eyes tightened: "What did you say?"

"She came to Jiuquan Bezhuang on the orders of the third master, but before she came, the third lady summoned her and gave her a sum of silver. The third lady said that it was not easy for the third lady to live in this village, and she prayed for her health and practiced penance, which was considered filial piety. After the aunt came, the responsibility of parenting should not be slackened, but it should not be too harsh, it has become a rope that binds the hands and feet of the third lady. ”

Xue Ying pondered these words back and forth several times, and was a little unsure of the meaning of the three ladies. However, since the aunt had already received the money, it was not a big problem to think of it, so she nodded and said, "I know." What about my aunt?"

"I've been sent to the yard, and I live next door to Zhen's mother. ”

"Good. Xue Ying has no opinion.

Aunt He'an breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her soul returning to its place, and asked, "Miss, it's not early, why don't you just have dinner here?"

Xue Ying remembered that Aunt Shunzi and Mother Zhen in the courtyard were still waiting for her to go back, but she didn't want more people to know what happened in the bazaar, especially the new aunt. So he said to Qiaoya: "You go up and tell Aunt Shunzi and Mother Zhen that I will have dinner at Zhao Zhuangtou's house today, and ask them not to wait for me." Also, I apologized to the new aunt and said that I would pick up the dust for her tomorrow. ”

"Yes. ”

After Qiaoya left, Aunt He'an asked, "Did Miss meet her old friend today?"

Xue Ying shook her head: "No, it's just that little girl reminds me of someone." ”

In the previous life, in the farmhouse not far from the Ganxiao Temple, the dumb girl who couldn't speak since she was born, and was discriminated against and insulted.