The sun is fine today, but the window of the firewood room behind is small, and only a trace of sunlight shines in and sprinkles on the finches who are working.

If you only look at the face of the finch, white and clean, you can look at the figure, although it is well developed, but the thin arms and legs are really thinner, in recent years, from a shoulder can not be picked, hands can not be lifted by the lady to now the hand and foot of the flower house reserve girl, suffered a lot.

A few servants carried the tables, chairs and benches in and put them down, and the dust was raised with a puff. There are four firewood houses in the backyard, and the innermost one has old things, which have not been poured out for eight hundred years, and they are very dirty.

Fortunately, the finch's hand is also very skillful.

Lin Jianqiu went out to go to the toilet, she cleaned the area around the table, and said, "Childe, the place where you work has been cleaned, and I will continue to clean the other places, it will be gentle, and it will not affect you." ”

Lin Jianqiu's gaze fell on the whip mark on her neck, oozing blood, and her skin was torn.

This damn old mother is really ruthless.

"It's a good thing if it doesn't matter." Seeing Lin Jianqiu looking at her neck, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and touched it, trembling in pain, but smiled: "If you have injuries on your body, you don't have to serve men." ”

Speaking of this, her eyes dimmed, and she immediately turned her back and sighed faintly: "It's just that I can hide from the first year of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth." Don't talk about me. Childe, you don't have to fight with Mother Wang, she is the master here, she has the right to beat you, and even has the obligation to discipline you. If you help her, she will reward you with meat, and it will be good. ”

The finch's voice was soft and submissive, an experience she had learned from living here from the age of ten to now at the age of fifteen.

At the age of fifteen, the girls in Hualou can take it out and sell it, and her days of helping out in the backyard are also over.

The finches are beautiful, they are beautiful when they are young, and when they grow a little more at the age of fifteen, they are even more beautiful. Here, sixteen-year-olds who come out of the cabinet to be brides abound, and fifteen-year-olds can sell for a good price.

The first drop of blood is still quite a few people's mouthful.

"Sparrow, how much money do you need to redeem yourself?" Lin Jianqiu asked.

"Me?" The finch stopped what she was doing, as if she was very surprised by his question, and when she looked back, her round eyes were on her round and fat face, and she looked instinctively protective.

She pursed her lips and lowered her eyes: "After I became a criminal official, I only spent ten copper plates when I bought it, but if I redeemed myself, I had to add the expenses for food and clothing at Mother Wang's place over the years, seventy-seven eighty-eight...... Eighty gold pieces. ”

Eighty gold pieces, if you add another twenty gold pieces, it will be a gold ingot.

It's not much on other popular girls, but she's a big expense on Sparrow.

In Hualou, the ransom of the first card is the highest, far more than a gold, but to be honest, there are very few top cards that really redeem themselves. Because you have entered this industry, you want to go out and live the life of a good woman again? Difficult.

In the play, there are still very few sons and brothers who redeem themselves for the top brand in reality. It's not a matter of love or not, it's a matter of social status. The poor boy can't take out the money, and the son-in-law who can get the money can't make this trip to troubled waters.

Like Wang's mother, when she was young, she thought she had met her love and took out all her belongings to redeem herself, but what happened? In the end, it was not a one-shot breakup, and finally returned to the old business.

"Once you enter this yard, it's hard to get out." Finches' shoulders trembled, and she took a deep breath to hold back her tears.

She can see her future, at the age of fifteen, there will always be a son who buys her first drop of blood, maybe after the first drop of blood, it will continue to run all day long, but there will always be a day when she gets tired of playing. Then, like the other girls, she held a handkerchief every day and shouted to serve the sons.

These sons are fat or thin, black or smelly, and some of them have bad tempers. But she couldn't do it, she had to endure it.

According to her appearance and talent, it will be a matter of one or two years to become the top brand, and at the age of eighteen, once the smell of women begins to emanate, Liu Meier has to stand aside.

At this time, she will have the privilege of the top card: choose a son to serve.

"Have you ever thought about getting out of here?" Lin Jianqiu asked.

"I've thought about it, I've been thinking about it every day, but it's impossible for me, even if I go out, I'm not a good family, and the girl from Hualou will ...... after the criminal officer" Que'er turned around and smiled faintly at him: "I know you want to leave, the ransom of the little guy is fifty gold pieces, don't worry, I will help you, I ...... Over the years, I have saved thirty copper plates, and I will give them to you when the time comes. ”

"You're going to give it all to me?"

"Well, I can't get out anyway, and besides, it's better to live than to die on a day like this. Oh, why am I saying this......" Finch turned her back, Lin Jianqiu couldn't see her face, but she could feel her misanthropy.

Lin Jianqiu didn't speak again, he sat down.

A kitchen girl sent a pile of cloth and ink, and when he 'interviewed' at the gate this morning, he promised the villagers that there would be an issue tomorrow. And the four people who can talk the most have to draw a Q version of their avatars.

"Mother Wang said, write these during the day, and send them out tomorrow."

"Okay." Que'er took it, and after sending the kitchen girl away, she turned her head and persuaded her kindly: "Childe, I'll help you with these hundred articles, don't talk back to Mother Wang anymore, let's hurry up and finish writing before we get up tomorrow morning, otherwise we will eat whips again." ”

Lin Jianqiu took the coarse cloth, he shook it, and threw it on the table: "Today is your day to rest, you rest, this thing, let's not write today." You've been busy all night, there's a bed here, you sleep, I'll make a board and lie down casually, and I'll rest. ”

"Don't write?!" Que'er stared at her already big eyes in surprise: "You will be beaten to death by Mother Wang!" ”

"Shhhhh......hh They thought we were busy with this stuff. ”

"But what will happen tomorrow?" Que'er emphasized again: "You will be beaten to death by Mother Wang!" ”

"Hmph." Lin Jianqiu sneered: "I will never let the same whip fall on me for the second time." Don't worry, since it's impossible to negotiate without reciprocity, then I can only use some black tricks, clean up the bed, and sleep. There's a lot going on in the evening. ”

Lin Jianqiu, who said this, had ruthlessness on his face.

The finch didn't understand, she was worried and nervous, but she didn't continue to persuade, but nodded meekly and began to clean up.

The small bed was quickly cleaned up, not big, that is, a one-meter-wide bamboo bed, squeaky when sitting on it, although it was tattered, but the finch cleaned up the small bed very cleanly, and even she went outside to pick flowers and put them at the head of the bed.

"Childe, you can rest, I'm not sleepy." The finch whispers softly.

"You sleep in the bed, I'll just lie on the table and sleep for a while." Lin Jianqiu shrugged his shoulders: "If I'm really tired, I'll go to sleep on the ground, anyway, it's not cold on this day." ”

"This ......" Que Er shook her head firmly: "How can there be a reason for a man to sleep on the ground and a woman to sleep on the bed, what kind of body ......?"

……

Lin Jianqiu was stunned, the thoughts of this ancient woman are really different from today's women. If this is modern, men sleep in the bed and women sleep underground, and they will not be sprayed to death?

No, you don't have to form facts, even if you have this idea, you will be sprayed to death.

As she spoke, she leaned on the table and said, "I'm sleeping on the table, if Childe has anything to take, call me at any time, I'll get it at any time." ”

……

"No, no, no, you don't have to." Lin Jianqiu was really not used to this world where men and women were inferior to such a degree, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab Que'er's arm: "Girls are easy to get cold, you sleep on the bed." ”

"Childe......" The finch blushed, lowered her head, and looked strange.

Lin Jianqiu looked down, uh...... No wonder your fingers feel soft......

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... I'm careless, I'm ...... I don't have any other ideas. Lin Jianqiu's hand immediately spread out and explained again and again.

Lin Jianqiu didn't wear it before, although he was a 32-year-old mature man and had talked about several girlfriends, naturally he was not the current 18-year-old young body, so accidentally poked somewhere in someone's house, that is, he felt embarrassed, and it stands to reason that the body will not react much.

Even if there is a reaction, it will not be so fast......

The next second, he lowered his head in embarrassment and looked at his pants......

Belch......

"I don't really have any other ideas......" he felt his explanation a little pale and weak. He forgot that although his soul was 32 years old, his body was the body of an eighteen-year-old boy who had never been close to a woman.

The finch blushed and pinned her head to the side.

"You sleep in bed." Lin Jianqiu pulled her sleeve and dragged her to the edge of the small bed: "After arriving at this Golden Academy of Fine Arts, you haven't rested for a moment over the years, take a good rest." ”

"What is this ......?"

"What is the system. If you don't sleep, I'm angry! Lin Jianqiu lowered his voice and pretended to be angry.

"Huh?" When Que'er saw it, she quickly took off her shoes and climbed onto the small bed in an instant, stretching out her hand to cover her eyes: "I'll sleep here, don't be angry, Childe is wrong, Childe is obedient, don't be angry." ”

She was timid, nervous and submissive.

Lin Jianqiu didn't know that it was this society, the status of women was low, so Que'er was so obedient, or because she came to this Golden Academy of Fine Arts since she was a child, and was beaten by Wang Mazi I don't know how many times, and the sharp plum blossom needle pierced her body with great pain, which caused her to be so obedient.

And how the timidity and fear came from, but I can see it clearly: the years when she was helpless, she was beaten and grew up, and the life with no future in sight, created her timidity and fear.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not angry, I just want you to have a good rest, you're still a child." Lin Jianqiu only felt sour in his heart, in his eyes, Que'er was indeed a child, after all, he was a 32-year-old soul.

Isn't fifteen a child? Although in ancient times, it was the norm to marry at the age of fifteen or sixteen, but in modern times it is not.

He turned around, poured a glass of water, and handed it to the finch on the bed: "Drink some water, and rest well after drinking." ”

"Pour me water? This...... What kind of system is this, I ......" Que'er sat up, hurriedly took the water, and saw Lin Jianqiu looking at herself, so she hurriedly raised her head and drank it as fast as she could.

Over the years, she has learned to serve men like this from Wang's mother, and she has also seen many sisters who have not taken good care of their guests and have been beaten. How can you get a man to pour water for himself?

She raised her feet and wanted to get out of bed and put the cup by herself, but Lin Jianqiu took it directly, got up and put it away.

No one has ever been so nice to me since I left my parents. Finch thought to herself, her eyes were red, and she hurriedly turned her head away from being seen.

How can the emotions of a fifteen-year-old girl be hidden from Lin Jianqiu, who has a soul of 32 years? When he saw this, he immediately said with a tiger face: "Don't think nonsense, rest, don't rest, I'm angry." ”

Midsummer, sweltering.

The last miscellaneous room, with narrow windows, does not allow the sun, but it is very cool.

Lin Jianqiu did not lie on the table, but fell asleep soundly on a long wooden board in the miscellaneous room, and the finch did not sleep, she knelt on the ground, holding a piece of cloth in her hand, and gently fanned the sleeping man.

While fanning the wind, he looked back at the pile of cloth, his face full of anxiety.

If you don't write these things, in the evening, when Wang's mother asks, Lin Gongzi will be beaten to death. How is that good......