It was very tiring to look for flowers in the forest in this winter, and as soon as she was lying in bed, she heard a knock on the door.

Xinghe wrapped himself in the quilt and turned over, trying to continue sleeping, but there was a deafening sound of gongs and drums outside.

As long as you are not deaf, you can't bear it.

Xinghe got up from the bed, put on his coat, picked up the kitchen knife on the table, and opened the door.

There was a lot of noise at the door, and her red, red, green and green faces were painted like ghosts, and she danced directly around her, and I don't know who pushed her to the middle of the yard, holding bells in her hands, and the noisy Xinghe brains were croaking.

If it weren't for the fact that he was really tired last night, Xinghe wouldn't mind jumping with them.

She stood in the middle with a kitchen knife like a fool, and finally threw the kitchen knife on the ground, then covered her ears.

The stepmother outside the courtyard and the residents who watched the excitement had never seen such a big battle, and they all smacked their tongues that such a big battle cost a lot of money.

stepmom triumphant; "It's all her future husband's money, saying that as long as it can be cured, it doesn't matter if there is more money."

The villagers were a little envious; "She is really blessed, she has killed so many husbands, and there are still people who want to marry her."

Someone laughed sarcastically; "Then you marry it, and that family doesn't count widows."

In an instant, many unmarried and newly married girls and ladies here turned red, and they continued to watch the excitement with a sigh.

Yes, the five of them are well-known in the nearby village, and their families are still a little better than them, but as soon as they marry, they are the wives of the five brothers, so ordinary people really can't hold on.

Xinghe was really buzzing with his brain, pushed away the dancing crowd, walked directly to the big man sitting under the tree and beating gongs and drums, snatched the gong, and then ran towards his stepmother at the gate of the courtyard irregularly.

Everyone was noisy and ran away, and she chased after the slow runner, even the children who were sitting on the ground crying.

The sound of the brahmanic gong perfectly concealed the howling of children and the accusations and abuse of adults.

Of course, there were also people who tried to beat her secretly, but she broke her hand directly, and he lay on the ground crying and grabbing the ground in pain, and then asked his stepmother for medical expenses.

Xinghe thought it was a good way, so he beat and kicked around those middle-aged men, and after a while, there was a group of villagers wailing all over the ground, and this demon exorcism Dafa officially failed.

In the end, the stepmother had to take them to ask Lang Zhong to prescribe medicine to cure the disease, and it was not that she was not ruthless, but there were seven big men here who were injured, and the wives and children of the family came over, and they almost overturned her house.

They said that it was okay to beat Feng He up if they didn't give him money, and the stepmother readily agreed, but when she wanted to beat Feng Ke, she immediately paid for it.

Xinghe was still smirking and sitting in the courtyard with a gong to knock on it, this broken gong was her trophy today, to be honest, although she won but also won miserably, because her ears are still buzzing.

Covered in mud, she went to the kitchen to boil hot water and take a shower, then changed into a new dress and fell asleep on the bed.

But in the afternoon, she woke up again, this time it was a lot less powerful stepmother abuse, in the afternoon she spent a lot of money, and spent most of the savings she had saved over the years, so she was naturally angry.

How ugly is the scolding? Anyway, the birds on the branches flapped their wings and flew away.

Ye Jian stuffed cotton in his ears, turned over and continued to sleep.

The stepmother scolded directly that the moon came out, or Feng Ke was hungry and crying, so she stopped and went to the kitchen to cook, of course, her mouth was still scolding, but she scolded and scolded her dead mother for those ugly words.

Feng He is like a mute, no matter how she scolds, he will split wood in the yard, even if he scolds him that he should die, and his dead father and mother go to hell, he will turn a deaf ear.

Xinghe finally waited for his stepmother to leave, and then opened the door and slipped out.

She came a little late today, Zhuang Guangji thought she had an accident, watching her skillfully light the fire, collect firewood, and then heat the food he sent, eat the thief fragrant, every time she gives her, she can eat as much as she wants.

Zhuang Guangji gave the amount of two adult men for a while, and she actually finished eating, but he really didn't find out where the bottom line of her food was, for fear of breaking her, he fixed the amount of food given to an adult man every day.

Xinghe didn't sleep enough during the day, and he dozed off when he was full, chewing the crystal candy he gave before and feeling that he was delicious.

But recalling the events of the morning, she still feels that her brain hurts, and she dares to disturb her to sleep, and her stepmother, the rabbit cub, is waiting.

So in the second half of the night, Xinghe ran back, first stuck a wooden stick at the door of their main house, and then cut a hole in the window that they had managed to repair, and took the day's trophy gong, and knocked on the window with a bang.

The three people who slept sweetly in the room instantly sat up from the bed, covered their ears and screamed, thinking that something had happened, but it turned out that it was her little girl who was retaliating.

If anyone said that she was crazy, the stepmother would be the first to step forward and fight hard.

Then they pushed the door out and tried to kill her, but they found that the door was stuck from the outside and couldn't be opened at all, so they had to pick it out of the window, and Xinghe immediately ran away.

Although I beat them, I finally ate enough, so I didn't bother to waste my strength on them.

happily ran to the river, continued to roast the fire and eat snacks, life is really very comfortable.

Early in the morning, she went to pick a bunch of wild flowers and put them at the mouth of his window, but he still waited until there was no movement before opening the window to get the flowers, and put the flowers together, the corners of his mouth rising slightly.

In fact, I want to tell her that there is no need to pick flowers, it is not easy to find blooms on such a cold day, what if she falls?

But I was afraid that she would misunderstand that she didn't like these flowers.

That's it, just take it as her return gift, don't think about it yourself.

As soon as Xinghe returned to the door, he saw his stepmother sitting at the gate of the courtyard with a flat pole waiting for him, with a quilt outside, and his eyes were not opened, probably trying to catch himself for revenge.

Xinghe sneered, climbed in from the tree next to the yard, bent into his room, gently closed the door, took off his shoes and coat, and slept sweetly under the quilt.

The stepmother waited at the door in a drowsy manner for a long time and did not wait for her to return, so she closed her eyes and rested for a while, but she slept for three or four hours, and when she opened her eyes, she found that the doors and windows of her room were closed, and immediately snorted.

He kicked open her door and found that she was sleeping soundly, and poured a basin of ice water from the well directly over her head.

The cold touch made Xinghe jump out of bed.

With a "bang", the stepmother threw the wooden basin directly on the ground, and pumped it on her with a flat pole in her hand.

Xinghe was beaten several times, this was completely sober, but there was no weapon in her hand, the flat shoulder was long, and the room was small, so she had no place to hide, so she didn't wear shoes and coats, and ran out barefoot.

When I got to the yard, the stepmother's flat burden had no effect, because Xinghe ran too fast, and ran out of the yard as soon as he slipped through the smoke, and the stepmother chased after him with the flat burden.

Xinghe was running and barking, coupled with the sound of his stepmother scolding and scolding, it was like chickens flying and dogs jumping, and everyone in the village came out to see the excitement.

The thieves who laughed loudly when they saw this scene, their family had long been the laughing stock in the village, and they would take them out to nag if they had anything to do.

It's been a long time since I've seen my stepmother come out with a flat pole and chase her and beat her, it seems that she is really angry during this time.

Those who know the inside story say; "Is that suffocating? Or is it not that this money-greedy stepmother heard her in-laws say that this madness is not cured, and the bride price is only willing to give five taels of silver, which was originally said to be thirty taels, so she can not be mad."

- "Eh, if you have less than twenty-five taels, you will be mad."

- "But can anyone else be blamed for this?" Isn't this vicious stepmother driving her crazy? ”。

- "Isn't it, the river is frozen in winter, and she has to be forced to wash clothes at night, two steamed buns a day, and she has to go up the mountain to cut grass and feed the pigs, and she has to collect firewood, and she has to do evil!" ”。

—“……”。

There are a lot of people who can see the excitement, and many of them are sympathetic, but they don't dare to step forward to stop them.

In the end, the chickens and dogs jumped for most of the day, but the village came out, and there were three tall men in the village, which stopped the stepmother.

And kindly let Xinghe go to their house to roast the fire, eat a steamed bun, and finally gave a pair of shoes, although they have been worn out, but they are much more comfortable than being barefoot in the ice and snow.

Xinghe looked at the paws of his feet being stabbed with a lot of blood from stones and slag, and sighed, it seems that he must be ruthless, otherwise he will not be able to suppress these demons and monsters.

At noon that day, Xinghe went to the river, first boiled water to clean his feet, then ripped off his clothes and bandaged his feet, otherwise he would be even more uncomfortable if he had tetanus.

With a dog's tail hanging from his mouth, he lay next to the fire, looked at the blue sky, sniffed, and was sad.

Suddenly, there was a smell of food in the air, and she sniffed her nose and sat up.

A middle-aged man in a long gray robe came over with an oilcloth bag in his hand.

This is the first time that Xinghe has seen the person who brought him food, and the corners of his mouth immediately rose and shouted sweetly; "Uncle".

Steward Song looked at this little girl and smiled, and said; "Why is it so early today?".

Xinghe sniffed, clutched his stomach and said embarrassedly; "Hungry".

Steward Song handed her the oilcloth bag, and saw her barefoot, wrapped up horizontally and vertically, and there were a lot of faint blood stains, and then looked at the bruises on her arms, where she didn't understand, just sighed and turned around and left.

What can he say if he is just an outsider.

Xinghe looked at his back and waved sweetly; "Thank you, uncle, uncle for pulling hard, be careful not to fall on the road."

Steward Song looked back at this smiling sweet little girl, his heart was sour, and he walked faster.

Zhuang Guangji was having dinner in the house when he suddenly heard a knock on the door and looked up at the door.

Steward Song pushed open the door and said respectfully; "Young Master".

Zhuang Guangji nodded and looked at him with some puzzlement.

Steward Song spoke; "The little girl had a foot injury."

Zhuang Guangji frowned slightly.

Steward Song knew that the young master was kind-hearted, and continued; "She didn't wear shoes today, just a single dress, and there were bruises on her hands, it is estimated that she was beaten by her family and driven out."

Zhuang Guangji put down his chopsticks and looked at him calmly.

Steward Song didn't get any instructions, so he closed the door and went out.

Zhuang Guangji walked to the desk, hesitated for a moment, but took out a brush and wrote on the paper; Medicine.

opened the door, handed it to the subordinate at the door, immediately closed the door, stood by the window and looked at her little pink figure, no wonder she was so honest today and didn't jump, it turned out that she was injured.

Such a cute little girl, why are her parents so ruthless?

Steward Song took the paper from the hand of the subordinate and said with a smile; "I know that the young master won't care."

Human; "But no, the young master is well-known for his kindness."

Steward Song took the medicine and sent it over.

Xinghe was grateful; "Thank you, uncle".

Steward Song shook his head with a smile; "If you want to thank me, thank my young master."

Xinghe smiled and nodded; "Eun, thank you, young master, and thank you uncle."

After Steward Song went back, he knocked on the young master's door again.

Said with a smile; "The little girl wants me to thank you".

Zhuang Guangji just glanced back at him, and then looked back at the window.

Steward Song didn't bother him either, and respectfully retreated.

Such an excellent and benevolent young master, I think that he was also the lord of the capital at the beginning, but now he can only cultivate in such a remote place, and his throat is completely ruined, it's a pity!

Xinghe hummed a little song while applying medicine, the effect of the medicine was very good, and after a while, the painful burning feeling disappeared, and now he just felt warm.

Then stared at the direction of his yard in a daze, it's not the same thing every day, you have to find an opportunity to brush your sense of existence in front of him, otherwise you will either starve to death or freeze to death.

Looking at the delicate white medicine bottle in his hand, two words immediately appeared in his mind; Sold miserably.

If you go back now, there is a chance that you will be married off by your stepmother, and if you run to the door of his yard in a panic to ask for help, I don't believe that he will not accept him.

So as soon as the morning dawned, she went to pick flowers for him as usual, but this time it took a little more time.

Zhuang Guangji heard what the housekeeper said yesterday, and thought that she would not send flowers today, but after waiting for a while, she didn't hear any movement, and just when she wanted to sleep, she heard a familiar sound.

Opening the window, as usual, a bouquet of delicate wildflowers came into view, and her small figure faded from view.

This time he was not happy to receive the flower, but was worried about the injury on her foot.

So he opened the door, and Steward Song stood respectfully at the door.

When Zhuang Guangji saw him, he nodded, took out a pen and paper on the desk to write; Don't run around when you're injured, recuperate.

Steward Song took the note and nodded; "Yes, young master, I'll go to her house to find her."

Zhuang Guangji was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't stop it.

Steward Song lowered his head and hid the smile in his eyes.

Since he had received the young master's order, he went to her with Lang Zhong in the courtyard and a few sets of new clothes and shoes and socks made for her.

Although it has been delivered for more than three months, I really don't know what this little girl's name is, so I went to the village chief first.

As soon as I entered the village, I saw a group of people wearing red wedding dresses and banging and beating, and I was also very happy.

The village chief was standing at the gate of the courtyard watching the excitement, and his face was full of happy smiles.

When Feng Shuang's parents got married, he was the matchmaker, but he took a fancy to Feng He's honest and obedient temperament, and their relationship was very good at the beginning, and many people in the village were very envious, saying that he was a good matchmaker, but he didn't expect that her life was thin, and she died after only three years of marriage.

Then Feng He, who usually looks at honesty, somehow hooked up with this famous shrew, poor Feng Shuang was sold to become a child daughter-in-law at the age of three, and the little girl who grew up by himself has now become like this.

When the village chief was feeling a lot of emotion, when he saw Steward Song coming over, he immediately stepped forward and said flatteringly; "Steward Song, what kind of wind blew you here?".

Steward Song smiled politely; "There's something I want to ask the village chief for."

The village chief's laughing folds were all together, and he asked; "Steward Song, you're polite, you just need to tell me something."

Although he didn't know the identity of the person who suddenly moved to the other side of the river, he knew that the county magistrate had come over in person, and he was all flattering in front of Steward Song.

Steward Song waited for the welcoming team to come over before he said with a smile; "This village is a good thing for that family!" , he is purely a good omen.

The village chief laughed; "The daughter named Feng He at the back of the village married to the next village, and she is a good family."

Steward Song nodded with a smile and said; "Marriage is a happy event, I came today to find a little girl about seven or eight years old, usually wearing pink clothes", said and gestured at his waist.

The village chief thought about it carefully; "There are no seven or eight-year-old female dolls in the village who wear pink clothes", and in places like theirs, most of the clothes are gray coarse cloth clothes, which are cheap, easy to wash, and wear them for a long time, and do not appear dirty.

Song Steward Road; "It must be from this village, it looks quite cute, usually with two small pinchs, and the voice is also very sweet."

A complicated look immediately appeared on the village chief's face, if it was someone else, he would just be perfunctory, but this is a big man who has to nod his head when he sees the county magistrate, and he can't afford to offend.

So he said cautiously; "When you say that, I remember, there is really a little girl in the village who is like you say, but she is thirteen years old this year."

Steward Song was a little puzzled, but said; "Then the village chief will lead the way, I'll go see if it's her."

The village chief was busy; "Haole, Haole, if it's really this girl, it's really a coincidence!".