Chapter 22 The Guilt of Petitioning
I saw that Qingshan was covered in blue skin, half naked, with layers of purple wattles on his back, and the spikes on the thorns pierced into the skin, bleeding up and down his body. At this moment, he is kneeling outside the door, grabbing the ground with his head and kowtowing again and again. He muttered, "It's all small and blind dogs!"
Pregnant Qiao did have resentment and hatred for Qingsan in her heart before, but after all, now that things have passed, and she is safe, it is Qingsan's master who rescued her.
As a result, the anger is also mostly gone. He glared at him and said sharply, "What are you doing! I just think I've been bitten by a mad dog, you can get out of here, don't kneel in front of my door and get in front of my eyes. ”
"Yes, yes, the little ones get out of here, get out of here. Qing San said, and really rolled up, the spikes on the thorns pierced into the skin even more, and he grinned in pain, but he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
I didn't dare to roll too fast, for fear that if I rolled too fast, I would appear insincere, so I could only roll slowly until I was satisfied.
Pregnant Qiao couldn't cry or laugh, she just wanted him to leave, but she didn't expect people to do a full set of dramas, so she really got out of the way to show herself.
But after thinking about it, since this Qingsan had whipped himself a few times, he almost killed himself. Well, there's nothing wrong with letting him suffer some flesh and skin, and there's nothing wrong with having a longer memory, it seems that it's a little too cheap for him. Then he said: "Get back again!"
"Yes, yes, the little one is back again!" Qingsan rolled back in front of Pregnant Qiao, kneeling very upright, looking respectful, not daring to look up at Pregnant Qiao.
"Master, what do you tell the little one? No matter what you command, the little one must do it with all his might, and he will die with all his heart!" After speaking, he clasped his hands into fists with a painful expression.
The corners of her mouth twitched, thinking that this kid was really a little clever, otherwise Huan Shu would not have kept him by his side.
I have some things to do now, and I really need someone who does chores and errands, and Qingsan is very suitable. After thinking about it, he said hesitantly: "Uh-you call me master, what ...... this?"
Qing San secretly observed Pregnant Qiao's expression, and understood what Pregnant Qiao was worried about. Kowtow and said loyally: "Master rest assured, from now on, I Qingsan will only have you as the master! No matter what your orders are, Qingsan will do his best to do it, never talk too much, let alone mention a word to others, if you violate this oath, you will be thundered by the sky!"
Joke, what kind of master is the man, the hostess is the real master!
For his master's intentions, Qingsan is very clear in his heart. As long as the heart is pleasing Pregnant Qiao, then his status in the house will rise in the future, and he will be in the sky.
"I have two things for you to do, one is that I want you to help me find out what the value of the houses near this capital city is, not too big, just quiet and quiet. ”
Pregnant Qiao didn't want to live in Huanshu's house all the time. If you want to settle down here, you must have a home of your own.
"That's the second thing...... I want you to help me inquire about someone. ”
Qing San was stunned and looked up at Pregnant Qiao. Pregnant Qiao beckoned to him and said, "Come here with your ears!"
Qing San hurriedly got up and stepped forward, stretched his neck, covered his face with his left hand, and brought his right ear close to Pregnant Qiao. Pregnant Qiao whispered a few words into Qingsan's ear.
"Oh, Qing San will do it immediately!" Qing San arched his hand and retreated to the outside of the gate, then turned and left.
Pregnant Qiao sighed slightly, and the thought of settling down here made Pregnant Qiao have a little headache.
First, he is completely ignorant of everything here, and he has never been on the run, or he is in prison, and he has no time to care about anything else;
Second, he has no money, no identity, to put it bluntly, he is poor and white, a white wolf with empty gloves, and everything can only start from scratch;
Three, when I was in the police academy before, I learned some three-legged cat kung fu and fighting skills, but other than that, I was not good at anything. I don't know how to make a living in the future, so I can't be a martial artist, right?
All kinds of problems came one after another, and when she was pregnant, Qiaodeng's head was as big as a fight.
It seems that we can only take care of the things in front of us, and solve one thing at a time.
Pregnant Qiao thought that no matter what, she had to have a place to settle down first, and it was too inappropriate to always live in someone else's house.
I learned from the little maid that to buy a house near the capital city, you also need an identity tooth card and various documents, which cannot be bought with money.
Now in this capital city, he is a complete black household. This is not difficult to solve, maybe Qingsan can think of a way, if not, you can also go to ask Huan Shu for help. It's just that I don't want to owe him too much after all.
While she was thinking about it, someone knocked on the door again.
"Please come in!"
The door creaked open, and the skeleton stood outside the door with a strange woman.
Pregnant Qiao happily ran forward, hugged the skull bone, and said happily, "You're finally back!
Skull Xiao Gu shook his head and said, "Don't worry, my lord, Xiao Gu has not suffered in prison, but he is worried about the safety of adults day and night. Before coming to see the adults today, the general of the day tour also personally healed Xiao Gu's injuries, and Xiao Gu was really flattered! This is all thanks to the blessings of the adults. After the skeleton bone finished speaking, as soon as he arched his hand to Pregnant Qiao, he was about to bend his knees and bow, but before he could bow down, he was pulled up by Pregnant Qiao.
"Between you and me, why be polite. ”
Seeing that the skeleton bones were radiant, and the bones of his body were much whiter, she nodded, and her heart was settled.
Xuan even turned his head to look at the strange woman beside the skeleton bone, and saw that although she was wearing a coarse linen dress, she was tidy.
The little girl looks no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with a goose egg face and peach blossom eyes, and she looks very handsome. Then he said: "This is Sister Xiaoqing, right?"
Xiaoqing knelt on the ground with a plop of voice, and said with tears in her eyes: "Sister Pregnant and the slave family met in Pingshui, they have never met, but they rescued the slave family from fire and water, the great kindness of the pregnant sister, the slave family is a cow and a horse can not be repaid! If the pregnant sister does not dislike the slave family's clumsy tongue, let the slave family stay by the side of the pregnant sister, and serve you as a slave and maid for the rest of her life!"
Pregnant Qiao hurriedly took two steps forward, turned sideways slightly, helped Xiaoqing, and said angrily: "What are you doing, I can't afford your gift! I saved you just by the way, now you have to be free, and go by yourself!"
Xiaoqing took two steps to the feet of Pregnant Qiao, held Pregnant Qiao's legs, and wept bitterly: "Master, the slave family has no relatives and no reason, and the only sister has passed away." The slave family will do a lot of work, the clothes are cooked, the pulp is washed and sewn, the slave family can do it, if the master does not want the slave family, then the slave family will not be able to kneel for a long time. ”
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Narrator: I saw Xiaoqing kneeling on the ground with a thud, kowtowing and saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, if you don't vote for a monthly ticket, Xiaoqing won't be able to kneel for a long time!"
Pregnant Qiao: Kneel down to heaven and earth, bow down to your parents...... It's not as good as the reader's father, and all the little fairy daughters, please accept my knees, and don't forget to recommend tickets!