Chapter 4: Hair (2)
It is a good thing to have a body that is capable of healing, but it is also a bad thing. For example, Yang Xiuyi, that bastard, he has never shown mercy to me, anyway, he can't kill me, he can't hurt me, no matter how big the wound is, I can heal in a moment. It was just a small thing for him to slap the lid of the pot, and he was so ruthless that he moved a water tank to hit me. For another example, this body also deprived me of the right to pretend to be sick to win sympathy, and I was resurrected on the spot with full blood in barely a cup of tea. Everyone agreed that it was me who did it first, so I should clean up the mess. I can't even use the wounded as an excuse, whoever told me that I would not be injured for more than a cup of tea.
There are five people in the store.
Uncle Feng is Yang Xiuyi's person, so the broth that was splashed on Yang Xiuyi's face didn't say anything, but scolded me righteously.
Xiangzhu is a maid hired by me, and her relationship with me is quite good, but her relationship with Yang Xiuyi is even better. Whoever calls me ugly, fierce and poor, and Yang Xiuyi is tall, handsome and rich, and a normal woman will run after him.
As for Aunt Jiang, she is a middle-aged widow who is even more incompatible with Yang Xiuyi and me. She rented this store to me, and she wandered around there every day, holding an ambiguous attitude towards Yang Xiuyi and being full of hostility towards me. Of course, with my character, I naturally can't give her a good face, if it weren't for Yang Xiuyi's cunzài, I guess she would have taken back the store and swept me out.
The remaining two people are Yang Xiuyi and me. I am a nominal, intimidating shopkeeper, who suffers every day, and even the maids I have hired for money turn my elbows outward. And Yang Xiuyi, I guess he wanted to slap his ass and leave.
I have to introduce here that this bastard, who is only three years older than me, is two generations older than me. He is my master's uncle, my master's little brother, it is said that he is a rich child, I don't know how rich he is, anyway, when I was picked up by my master when I was ten years old and returned to the mountain, he lived a rich life there like a little rich man.
Uncle Feng was in charge of his food and clothing at that time, and every month there were boxes of high-quality famous ingredients from the bottom of the mountain, dressed in brocade clothes and silk, playing with rare treasures, and even raising a rabbit to eat better than us.
So at that time, Master and I both looked at him very unpleasantly. One is out of jealousy, and the other is out of status.
Why? Why? This person is only three years older than me, but I want to call him a little master, and my master is even more unhappy, but his old man with a fairy wind and bones wants to call a little kid to be a master, and he is also sent to call, and the disciples and grandchildren are screaming nonsense. So our master and apprentice worked hard against him, stealing his clothes, burning his books, robbing him of food, and scolding his mother...... He is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he fights back with Uncle Feng, it is commonplace to give us laxatives, and the number of times he has smeared super glue on our bench is countless, but we don't have as strong foreign aid as him, after so many years, we have won less and lost more,
Three months ago, just after my sixteenth birthday, I said goodbye to Master and went down the mountain to open a shop in Liuxuancheng. On the day of departure, the clouds were thick and the mountain wind was howling, and usually, bad things happened in such weather. Sure enough, one of my master's old bones was kicked off the cliff by Yang Xiuyi, the bastard. But for me, this is not the worst, the worst thing is that Yang Xiuyi was reprimanded by my master, and the master actually took the opportunity to ask him to come down the mountain to take care of me as an atonement.
Master, this old treacherous and cunning fox, he has been working for more than ten years, and finally found a high-sounding reason to support Yang Xiuyi down the mountain, his old man is idle, but I finally lived a comfortable life for seven days, and I was disturbed by such a living life.
As soon as Yang Xiuyi appeared, Aunt Jiang, who was originally quite kind, also became hateful, and her attitude towards me changed sharply. At that time, Xiangzhu had just been hired by me for three days, and went directly around Yang Xiuyi, and when I bombarded her away, I offered to halve the salary, and I saw that there was an opportunity, so I hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, and cut the price in half, so I agreed to let her stay.
After knowing this, Yang Xiuyi scolded me severely, and I patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "You should be happy, this reflects your value of savings, otherwise you will really be a waste in my eyes." ”
The consequence of this sentence was that another large-scale battle broke out between me and him, Uncle Feng was not surprised, and Aunt Jiang and Xiangzhu were frightened, although he was the first to move, but everyone still judged that I was the first to provoke, and asked me to clean up the mess.
After that, the quarrel between me and Yang Xiuyi, no matter who made the first move, it was always me who wiped a handful of bitter tears to clean up the mess in the end. It's not that I'm a bully, I'm really talking about them with one mouth.
For example, today, I didn't even bother to fight, I rolled up my sleeves angrily and swept up, and the broken plates on the ground were moved with spells, it was better to directly experience the labor quickly, just to vent, and treat these things as Yang Xiuyi.
I really can't stand him anymore, I used to fight with Master and he was barely tied, but now I'm fighting alone, and there are two more women on his side who are sharp-tongued and quarrel with first-class kung fu, I am simply suppressed by him, and I can't form an army. But I pondered, he couldn't stand the life here, but the three mountains of my master, master, and master were urging him. This group of people, nominally for my good, probably has opened a gamble in private, betting on which of us will slaughter the first one.
After cleaning up, I boiled water for myself to bathe, changed into clean clothes, brought out the basin of white amaranth soaked in my hair, and saw that the color was almost the same, I took out scissors and cut off a large section, put it in a bowl, sprinkled it with glutinous rice wine, and after reciting a few incantations, a fire was burned.
At this time, a string of laughter from Xiangzhu came from outside the door, and they came back from eating out. I was so annoyed that I listened to the laughter so uncomfortably that I blew out the candles in my room and lay down on my bed.
The laughter gradually stopped, and there was a knock on the door, I really didn't have much appetite today, so I pulled the quilt over my head and didn't bother to pay attention to her.
Xiangzhu knocked on the door again, and I was impatient: "Don't bring me food!" I won't need it again! I don't have an appetite, get out! Get out of here! ”
Although my body has the ability to heal itself, everything in the world has the actual existence of its body, and today this new long thumb cannot appear for no reason, and it will consume my physical energy crystal, and I will be more tired and hungry than usual. What's more, I was drenched in dog blood again today, and I fought with Yang Xiuyi again, and I also bent over and hunched over to clean up a room of pots and pans, I was already hungry and hungry at this time, and my limbs were weak.
The knocking on the door continued, the force was a little heavier, and I was very irritable when I listened: "Xiangzhu, you dare to knock again, pack up my baggage and leave tomorrow!" ”
Now the knock on the door was louder, and it seemed to have a grudge against the door.
I was furious, and I was about to start scolding, when I heard Yang Xiuyi's voice say, "You are still growing, what are you roaring?" If you don't open the door, I'll kick it! ”
I rolled into the couch and muttered, "Kick it then!" ”
The door was kicked open, and I lay on the bed with my head turned inward, too lazy to look at him. Listen to him put things on the table and then say to me, "Get up and eat." ”
"Get out!"
"Do you want to eat?"
"Eat your head." As soon as I finished saying the first word, my head was hit, and I reached out and touched it, and it was a small stone.
I sat up from the bed in a hurry: "Yang Xiuyi, are you finished!" He stood at the table with his arms crossed coldly: "Come and eat, this is made by Mu Xiangcai's wife." "