In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, there was an oil lamp lit up in a farmhouse in Hejiazhai.

The girl, who had not slept all night, got up, gently snatched the oil lamp from her father's hand, blew it out, and put it back in the corner.

Opening the door, the girl came to the stove in the east corner of the courtyard in the dark, and the girl used a bamboo scoop to break the thin ice on the surface of the water tank, and when she made a scoop of water, she washed her face with cold water.

There was silence for a long time, and then a long lament was heard.

Touching the string of money in his arms, the man opened the courtyard door without saying a word and walked out of the courtyard.

As soon as the courtyard door was closed, the girl's action of washing her face suddenly stopped, and hot tears flowed down her face and dripped into the cold water in the bamboo scoop.

It didn't take long for the girl to stubbornly wipe away her tears, wipe the water off her face, and then pick up a small piece of burnt grease from the stove and carefully apply it to her chapped cheeks.

Feeling that her face was smoother, the girl went back to the house, fumbled and pulled out a curved deep coat with only four patches, and put on a somewhat ill-fitting curved coat, and after changing it, she sat on the edge of the collapse with a blank look in her eyes.

I don't know how long later, there was a whip sound from outside the courtyard, and the courtyard door was immediately opened, and the man walked in.

The girl turned her head slightly, looked affectionately at her brother who was sleeping on the couch, carefully stroked her brother's forehead, and reluctantly looked at the dark house, then took up the old burden, bowed her head and wept, and slowly walked towards the ox cart parked outside the courtyard.

Seeing his daughter sit on the roofless ox cart sadly, the man endured the pain in his heart and sat next to the girl.

"Uncle Ho, let's go..."

When the old man driving heard this, he also sighed secretly, and the long whip in his hand was waved on the ox pulling the cart.

With a slightly harsh grinding sound, the ox cart slowly drove towards the south of the city.

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Sitting on the ox cart, the man looked at his daughter's curled up body with a guilty face, and tears flowed out of his eyes again.

Nervously leaning closer to his daughter, seeing that her daughter did not dodge, the man gently put his hand on the girl's shoulder and hugged her into his arms.

In a short time, the thin linen shirt on his chest was soaked, but the man seemed to be unconscious, and his lips trembled slightly with broken thoughts about his daughter.

"When you enter the Tian family's house, remember to honor your elders, don't make the lord's family angry..."

"If you are wronged, ask someone to bring a letter, and your father will come to visit; Wan Mo fled home..."

"Weiyang has been weak since he was a child, and his father can only take care of it more, don't blame his father for favoring one over the other..."

muttered, the man's face was already full of tears; The girl's tear-stained face was also full of pain, and her eyes looked blankly at the stubble on the road, a little bit away from her.

The old man driving the car couldn't help sighing, and the long whip in his hand had no strength to wield, allowing the scalper to slowly drive on the wide Huayang Street.

After a long time, the sun peeked out from the east, and the old man grabbed the reins and controlled the car to stop at the side door of a high-gate mansion outside Qili.

Then he crossed his hands into his sleeves, lowered his head, and stared at the cow's butt.

The man hurriedly wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, jumped off the ox cart, and as soon as he raised his head, he froze in place.

In front of me, at the entrance of the mansion about ten zhang square, the stone pixiu that usually stands on both sides of the house door has disappeared, and only the two deep pits on the ground can prove that the two stone pixiu really existed.

A few servants were erecting wooden ladders, silently hanging white cloth lamps on the beams outside the door, their faces faintly sad.

On the vermilion gate, the plaque with the word "Tianfu" written on it has also been hung with a white silk.

From time to time, a few ragged people walked by on the street, and when they saw the situation of Tianfu, they did not forget to cast a surprised look.

Looking at all this, the man was puzzled in his heart: Tian's this is...

Something white?

As soon as a guess was born in his heart, the man was confused again: It doesn't look like it?

Although the Tian family is not a nobleman, he is also a wealthy family; For a funeral at home, there should be a lot of people coming to the door to hang their voices.

But at first glance, the street outside the Tianfu Gate was almost empty—if you didn't count the corner of the street, the gloomy ruffian with a sinister look between his eyebrows.

Even the gate of Tianfu was closed, and there were no children outside the door to welcome guests, and there was no posture of mourning at all.

"Maybe it's still early, and the people who are noisy haven't arrived..."

Thinking like this in his heart, the man was about to step forward, when he saw a middle-aged man walking out of the side door of Tianfu quickly, frowning, and walking straight to the east.

Recognizing this person's face, the man hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Steward Tian." ”

The middle-aged man's footsteps suddenly paused, turned back suspiciously, saw the person coming, and looked at the little girl who was sitting on the ox cart behind the man, and frowned even tighter.

"Why did you come today?"

"Let's go back, Tianfu won't buy slaves."

Hearing this, the man hurriedly turned his head in a panic, and after seeing that his daughter's face was still that blank face, he turned back with a complicated expression that was both lucky and bitter, and said goodbye to the middle-aged man: "It's cold these days, and I have no winter clothes at home, so I delayed for a few days, and Steward Tian is not strange..."

As he spoke, the man hesitated and pointed to the ox cart behind him, and his voice was as low as a mosquito: "My daughter, delicate and smart, diligent in hands and feet..."

Seeing the man's chatter, Steward Tian's face was even more anxious, and his eyebrows sharpened: "If you don't buy it, you don't buy it!" ”

With that, he flicked his sleeves and hurriedly walked eastward.

Seeing this, the man suddenly panicked in his heart, and he didn't care about the girl behind him, so he stepped forward with an arrow and hugged Steward Tian's thigh.

"Steward Tian, Steward Tian is doing well, my family is really out of life!"

Weeping and roaring, the man's face was extremely complicated—panicked, pleading, ashamed, and a hint...

Despair...

was blocked again, Steward Tian's face was also angry, and he was about to raise his foot to kick down, when the ruffian at the corner of the street entered his field of vision.

The man's constant crying also caused passers-by on the street to stop and watch, and even the soldiers on the other side of the street, patrolling outside the palace, cast inquiring eyes.

Steward Tian was about to take back the foot that was about to be on the man's body, and after thinking for a moment, he explained two sentences to the little guy behind him with a gloomy face.

The little servant got the order, hurriedly ran back to the side door, came out with half a bag of corn, and threw it on the ox cart.

The man stopped crying in confusion, looked at Steward Tian suspiciously, and saw Steward Tian with an unwilling face: "There is an accident at home, and I can't be the master of buying slaves." ”

"This bucket of rice can be borrowed from your house, go back, and come back in a few days."

The man looked at the half bag of corn on the ox cart blankly, and was about to say something more, when he saw that Steward Tian's face was pale, he had to say stupidly: "Then I'll come back tomorrow..."

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