After seeing the master enter the drunkard building, she turned around and raised her hands above her head, stretching a big lazy waist, these days, if you want to say that you are not tired, it is true or false, from the neck to the back, to the legs, there is no place that is not sore.

However, all this work has paid off, and tomorrow, I will go to work in the cellar! At the thought of starting to learn how to make wine, Hu Shijiu felt full of strength!

"Braised chicken wings, my favorite food, steamed chicken thighs, not bad......" she hummed quietly, while throwing off her arms, striding towards home.

"Huh," someone chuckled in the darkness.

Who?

Hu Shijiu immediately shut up, and she quickly looked around vigilantly.

"I didn't expect you to be not only ugly and stupid, but also to sing so ugly." A lazy voice sounded from behind.

"Lu Wu!" Hu Shijiu instantly raised his voice and turned around in surprise.

"Why did you come home so late?" Lu Wu crossed his arms and walked out of the darkness.

"Getting thinner?" He frowned and said, "Like a monkey." ”

Without waiting for Hu Shijiu to speak, Lu Wu quickly looked at her, pouted and said.

"If you work hard, you ......"

"Hehe," Hu Shijiu raised his fist and said with his eyebrows fluttering, "I'm very powerful!" ”

If you work hard, don't do it, I'll raise you......

"Lu Wu, do you know? I can finally go to work in the cellar tomorrow! Hu Shijiu couldn't hide his excitement, even if the night was dark, Lu Wu seemed to be able to see her sparkling eyes at the moment.

"Isn't it just a change of place to do hard labor, what is there to be happy about?"

I thought that the dead girl was so happy because she saw herself, but it turned out that she had changed places to work. Lu Wu was a little depressed.

"It's different. Lu Wu, let me tell you a story, you know? Wine is also affectionate and spiritual......" Hu Shijiu gestured with his hand, and couldn't wait to tell the old man to himself, and share all kinds of magical legends about wine with Lu Wu.

"Heh," Lu Wu slammed a shudder on Hu Shijiu's head, "Don't you see what time it is?" Tell me the story another day. ”

"Oops!" Hu Shijiu rubbed his forehead, stared at Lu Wu closely, and said, "Yes, why are you here?" There's a curfew! ”

Lu Wu shook his head helplessly.

"It's not for what you said." He looked around, "But, you're right, it's time for the curfew to start, so I'll go first." Lu Wu had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and he turned around to leave.

"Don't!" Hu Shijiu reached out and grabbed Lu Wu in a hurry.

Lu Wu's face suddenly turned red, but it was getting late, but Hu Shijiu didn't see it clearly.

Hu Nineteen's palm had a thin callus, Lu Wu's hand trembled slightly, but he didn't let go of her hand, "Han Mansion doesn't have the girl you said." ”

"Huh?" Hu Jiujiu clasped his hands, "Then where will she go?" ”

Lu Wu's heart, with the departure of the little hand in his palm, was empty for no reason.

"That girl is important?"

"It's important."

It is so important that she is like a sister, and she promises her life.

In his previous life, in the days when Han Mochen was outside, Hu Shijiu, who was named "Shen Jianing" that day, had a really hard life.

Not to mention the "cold and cold" that is commonplace, in the winter when the dripping water turns into ice, she, the nominal young grandmother of the Han Mansion, is not even as warm as the stable of the Han Mansion.

The biting chill seems to be pervasive. Back then, "Shen Jianing" often listened to the howling north wind outside the window, and her hands and feet were cold in the cold as iron bedding, and she curled up, night after night, night with her eyes open until dawn.

The human body is so fragile that "Shen Jianing" has wanted to return to Fox Mountain several times and become the Hu Shijiu with thick fur.

She didn't understand why the harsh winter and loneliness that she thought were bearable when she was a street performer became so difficult once she entered the Han Mansion.

Those unsightly torture methods that change tricks make "Shen Jianing"'s physical condition deteriorate every day.

Qingque, who served her closely, watched the young lady's originally fair and delicate face gradually become yellow and haggard. Although he knew that his efforts might be in vain, he still broke through the obstacles desperately and explained the inhumane treatment of the young lady to the old lady.

However, her efforts didn't turn things around.

On the contrary, the blue finch was named guilty of instigating the harmony of his master, and was reprimanded with a rod.

And over there, Shen Jianing, who was confined to the room, was already anxious. When Qingque dragged his bloody legs back, Shen Jianing's eyes suddenly turned red and he bit his lip!

She, the fox spirit who wants to come to the Nether to experience, this path to the world is her choice.

She can do anything, but she can't let others bully Qingque who treats her so sincerely!

"Young lady! Never! ”

Watching Shen Jianing, who has always been gentle and indisputable, walking back and forth in the room, he picked up the ruler used by the young master to practice calligraphy on weekdays, and when he kicked open the door of the house, Qingque struggled to pounce over, grabbed Shen Jianing and shouted.

Outside the courtyard, a guard was walking this way.

Qingque dragged Shen Jianing back into the house and closed the door with his backhand.

She clung to the door, shook her head in horror, the wound on her body burst again, and the dark blue dress oozed blood.

"Green Sparrow! Green Sparrow! Shen Jianing suddenly panicked, threw away the ruler, and hurriedly hugged the Qingque, who was almost in pain.

"Less...... Madame ......" Qingque's face was pale in pain, and it was difficult to speak continuously, "Don't go to them......"

Green Sparrow! My good green finch!

The more Qingque is like this, the more angry "Shen Jianing" is in his heart!

The big deal is that the fish die and the net is broken! She almost lost her mind, her teeth gurgling, and she said word by word, "Unless they break my legs too!" Otherwise," she narrowed her beautiful fox eyes and sneered, "Otherwise, I will definitely get justice for you!" ”

"Young lady! Young lady! Qingque shook her head desperately, knelt down suddenly, the bruise on her leg made her unstable and fall to the ground, she pushed away Shen Jianing, who was supporting her, and couldn't stop kowtowing: "The young lady is very kind, and it is difficult for Qingque to repay her in the next life!" If the young lady insists on arguing for the green finch again, the green sparrow," she was drenched in cold sweat of pain, and forced herself to finish: "The green finch can only die!" ”

"Fool!"

"Bang!" With a bang, Shen Jianing smashed the precious flower-glazed porcelain vase in the room.

The green sparrow looked at her in panic.

Shen Jianing was hateful and angry, she felt that she was almost going crazy!

"Fool! Idiot! ”

She seemed to be reproaching the green finch, and it seemed like she was scolding herself.

She hated the old lady of the Han Mansion for being vicious, and she was able to hurt the innocent Qingque so much, she was angry at her powerlessness and thought too much about the world.

"Young lady, don't go ......," the green finch choked up, and she cried, and after being reprimanded by the rod that made her miserable, the green finch did not shed a single tear.

"Qingque, what the hell do you want me to do!" Qingque's tears had a sense of despair, Shen Jianing's knees weakened, knelt beside Qingque, and the master and servant hugged their heads and cried......

The past is like yesterday, and it is unbearable to look back.