Slice 2 The House of the Ownerless
The angular and reckless face that came to the woman's mind, and she thought of him twice tonight. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
It's all to blame on the weather.
I have lived with him for two years, and I have never felt that he is good, but now that he is dead, and more than three months apart, she actually finds his benefits.
Also, at that time, she could snatch a few taels of silver from him every month, so that she would not have to be sent like a dog.
Looking at a table of good dishes, the woman did not move her chopsticks and sat upright.
People who are not strangers, who are not strangers, can't completely let go of their courage, not to mention that there have only been two deals between her and Boss Wu, and the third time today.
Knowing people, knowing faces, but not hearts.
"My grandfather, don't mess around, how shrewd Boss Wu is......" The dissatisfied young voice suddenly sounded.
The woman immediately sat up straight, her eyes glaring at the rabbit round, frightened at the same time, and tried to plug in the deadbolt, but it was too far away, and she saw the door open.
There was a person outside the door, and a head under his arm.
People, very tall.
The hatch was a head above her, but he needed to bend over.
People, very burly.
The two of her could walk through the hatch side by side, and he could hold up the whole of one.
People, very angular - she refers to looks.
The outline of the face seems to be split by an axe, with edges and corners, and at first glance it is a stinky and hard temper. The hard-edged face, the facial features are also hard, the narrow eyes of the cold knife, the bridge of the nose of the cliff, and the mouth is pursed and thinned ruthlessly.
This person, this face, is so familiar to a woman that it can't be more familiar.
When she first saw him, she was inexplicably at ease and felt that her backing was quite stable.
Who knows, he is a stone head with a hero's face, a stupid bear, and a shameless cheeky laizi, because of his stupidity, he dragged down the family.
But—
But—
Hell yes!
"Oh? Someone? The corners of the man's mouth lifted slightly, and he looked up again at the head under his arm, and said, "This girl, right—" Don't stop?
Uh-what about people?
A large hole appeared in the window across the wall, and half of the broken wooden frame was swaying crookedly, falling to the ground with a clatter, and the wind and rain immediately pierced the hall, filling the warm house damp and cold, and the fire was dying.
There was no one in the house.
The man blinked, his mouth open for a long time, and wondered, "What the hell am I doing?" Donkey, there was a girl standing stiffly in front of us just now, right? ”
The head under his arm was not angry, but there was a hint of obvious pride, "My ancestor, it's not you who is the hell, it's her who is the hell." Don't look at Su Niang who is as timid as a mouse, but she is so smart, she can't turn a corner at this time, and she will figure it out later. Now that she's seen you, we don't have to be sneaky anymore, eating and drinking around, we can go home, right? ”
The man who called the big donkey, Taber left him to carry the coffin, and he should have arrived home two months ago, but although it was delayed for these days, he was transported back to the living master, and he felt that he would not be trained.
"Su Niang? Su Niang ......" The man chewed these two words in his mouth, patted his head, and remembered the big donkey's usual hala, "It's a girl picked up by my mother's nunnery." ”
The big donkey turned his head upwards and rolled his eyes, "Not only that, Madame recognized her as a goddaughter, but before Madame died, you were forced to recognize her as a righteous sister, swearing that if you treat her badly, you will not be able to please your daughter-in-law in this life." ”
The man raised his eyebrows, what kind of oath is this? Except for begging for a daughter-in-law, it seems that he has no other ambitions. It's just that the big donkey is right, since the girl at home sees it, I'm afraid he can't continue to pretend to be dead.
"That girl knows kung fu?" He is no longer a simple-minded martial artist in the mouth of a big donkey, and his eyes are shining.
"How is that possible? At best, it's fast. You don't know, she's as bold as a needle—"
The man suddenly turned around, squeezed the big donkey behind, his eyes were full of light, he clenched his fists fiercely, and asked, "Second master, why are you even alarmed?" ”
On the side of the boat, three or four small guys held two big umbrellas to protect themselves from the wind and rain, just for a young man.
The child's face is like jade, his temperament is like a merry, his eyes are like Confucianism, his body is like a noble and proud, calm and leisurely, but there is no smell of half a copper plate.
-----------------------------------------
On the same night, the wind was strong and the rain was pouring down.
A shadow was as fast as a ghost, rushing up the high wall behind Zhao's mansion.
Seeing that it was easy to enter, the figure forced a backflip, returned to the outside of the wall, and buckled two copper rings in a regular manner.
Late in the middle of the night, of course, don't alarm others, the buckle is not too loud, but she doesn't knock anymore, standing under the eaves of the door and waiting quietly. But accidentally, she caught a glimpse of a blind white lantern on her head, and the faded ink was extremely dazzling, causing her to sneer again and again.
Mourning—a ghost!
The shallow eaves are hard to resist the wind and rain, feeling that the clothes are sticking to the back for a while, and the autumn cold is in the bones, she tightens the cloth clothes, and finds herself stupid in the slow half a beat. A basin of water could be wrung out of her back, but it was even colder when she was tightened, and she sighed and stood up straight.
Soon, a bright light flashed through the crack in the door. The latch of the door was lightly lowered, revealing a thin old face that did not smile, dressed in a long black cloth coat, rolled up white sleeves, and a coarse thorn cloth around the hat. When he saw the person in front of the door, he immediately blackened his face, but he was shocked, and his reaction was not slow, so he quickly let people in.
The old man shouted into the courtyard, "Old woman, Su Niang is back." ”
The small courtyard is really small, there are not a few rooms, and the three-sided corridor in the shape of the mouth will be completed in a circle.
Xia Su naturally could see that there was still a light in the kitchen, and suddenly felt that his body was not cold.
Her heart was warm, but her face was indifferent, and she couldn't see her true color, she spoke slowly, "Didn't you ask the second elder not to wait for the door?" ”
"And you're knocking again?" The old man immediately refused, and did not let her slow down, urging her to change her clothes quickly.
Seeing Xia Su's house shake the light, the old man walked back to the kitchen, and when he saw his wife patronizing hot meals, he said, "Su Niang is drenched in the rain." ”
The old woman sighed, hurriedly took out ginger pieces from the kitchen cabinet, shredded them, boiled water, and put a large spoonful of brown sugar, "The girl's family is the worst to get caught in the rain and freeze, let her go out on another day, but she just won't listen." ”
The old man squatted aside and pulled the bellows to urge the fire, until his wife said okay, then he took out the pipe from his waist, stuffed some tobacco at random, inhaled the oil lamp on the stove, and scolded the stupid donkey.
At first glance, the wind and horses and cows are not related.
The old woman who has lived together for many years understands that she is not a talker, she wants to say anything, "When you go out, who can pinch the day when you come back." Besides, how generous the donkey's forehead is, and how blessed it is, you are in a hurry here, and he may not be able to arrive at the door tomorrow morning. But our family can't be one less, I'll cry with Su Niang later, and ask her to stop going out to do business by herself. This child is actually soft-hearted, and he can't see my old woman shed tears. ”
"I'll go next time." The old man was a little vicious, but he was angry with himself.
The old woman looked back at her husband, at his deliberately straightened back, and then at his unnaturally bent left knee, "Come on, just your old crippled leg, what kind of clever and clever you can learn." In my opinion, hiring a real person to run errands is better than you and Su Niang. You look at people's eyes, but the sword is not old, pay more attention. ”