Shi Yong was aimless, and he walked alone for a long time.

Today is the Midyear Festival, and we want to set off the flames. There are many stalls selling sacrificial items on the roadside. At the mouth of the alley, there is also a worship of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, who is a lonely ghost, and three conspicuous spiritualist flags carry a bleak chill in the autumn wind.

Shi Yong slowed down, bought some melons, fruits, pastries and peaches made of pasta, and walked to Shi Gutai next to the mage's seat.

On the platform were the offerings of each family, and the air was filled with the smell of sacrifices.

She laid out the offerings, folded her hands, and closed her eyes.

Phew!

The autumn wind wrapped itself in a low chuckle.

The skin of Shi Yong's neck is numb.

"Who?"

No one answered.

She looked left and right, and she was the only one in front of Shi Gutai.

"Hell yes."

She grunted, laughing again.

Aren't you a ghost?

There was a shout from the tea shop on the street.

A man who looked like a scholar said with a foaming mouth, "In today's world, the person I spurn the most is Shi Yong." ”

He listed several earth-shattering sins of Shi Yong, and the folding fan crackled, "What kind of crime should such an incorruptible and shameless woman be?" ”

"It's not an exaggeration! It deserves to peel and cramp under the oil pan. ”

"The slut has done a lot of evil, and she is cheaper to go to prison."

“……”

"I heard that those Uliang Khan people are here for Shiyong?"

"Alas! Nearly forty years of peace have passed. In this world, there will be no peace again. ”

Speaking of Shi Yong's obscene things, evil things, and ugly things, there are more and more people around, and the commotion is endless.

It is not easy for a woman to make the people of Shuntianfu gnash their teeth when they talk about it.

Shi Yong came over and leaned on the door panel, listening happily.

A group of ants were moving, queuing under the threshold, Shi Yong moved his position, and just as he was about to turn around, there was a loud noise in the crowd. Bang! Some fell to the ground, others screamed.

"It's amazing! The man was dead. ”

There was a moment of silence in the tea shop.

The onlookers were excited again, pointing and pointing.

"This kid is a thief."

"He stole my money. Behold, the money bag is still in his hand. Everyone testifies, I didn't push him, and it's none of my business to die. ”

Shi Yong straightened up from the door panel, lazily pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and stepped forward.

"Get out of the way."

Everyone looked at her in amazement.

Shi Yong didn't say much, and hunched down and ripped the collar of the guy open, pulling it from his neck to his chest, revealing a skinny chest.

"Ahh A few little girls passing by were so frightened that they screamed and covered their eyes.

Shi Yong slapped the kid in the face twice, and seeing that he didn't react, his fingers pinched his middle and continued to loosen his clothes.

Seeing that she, a big girl who had not yet left the cabinet, actually tore the man's belt on the street, patting, pressing and pinching, everyone felt strange and fresh, and came around to point and point.

"I know this little lady, the daughter of Song Cheng at the mouth of the Song family's alley, called Ah Shi."

"That old girl who can't marry at the age of eighteen?"

"Shhhh It's good that the family is also a member of the yamen, don't offend, what will your family do in the future that will be useful to her......"

"Phew. Your family needs her. ”

There was a muffled pop, and the thief spewed out a mouthful of filth, and woke up faintly.

"Which turtle grandson pinched me?"

This kid is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and when he opens his eyes, he scolds, and he is quite horizontal.

Shi Yong kicked him unceremoniously and laughed lazily.

"Your ancestors and I."

The thief looked at the delicate little lady in front of her in a daze, listened to everyone's discussions, and suddenly reacted to her situation, and got up and drilled into the crowd.

"The thief is going to slip! Get him. ”

Someone yelled, and the boy ran as fast as he could.

Shi Yong squinted, and a lunge rushed up with a neat sweeping leg.

Smack! The boy fell to the ground again.

The streets fell silent.

Shi Yong innocently paralyzed his hands, "......"

On the second floor of the red-sleeved move opposite, Wei Zhou stood behind Zhao Yin with sweat.

Most of the governors of this farce saw the end from the beginning, lazily holding the wine glass without saying a word, and could not see anything indicated, but the sharp edge of his eyes made him uncomfortable.

"Let's go."

After a long time, Zhao Yin retracted his gaze and drank it all.

……

This year is the 22nd year of Guangqi, locust plagues and droughts, fields are not harvested, there is a plague in the south, and the Wuliang Khan people in the north are ready to move, disturbing the border from time to time.

After thirty-nine years of peace, the Great Yan Dynasty fell into an unprecedented disaster.

The people of Jingshi are panicking, those who have money hoard food and things, and those who have no money sell their sons and daughters.

The most talked about in the teahouse restaurant, in addition to the affair of the female demon Shi Yong, is whether Batu, the king of Wuliang Khan, will raise troops to the south.

The situation between the country and the DPRK is tense, and for ordinary people, it is more worrying about their livelihoods.

Ah Shi's father, Song Changgui, was a servant, and he was in the same lowly business, and his family was not well-off, and it was even more difficult to endure in the year of famine. The stepmother Wang is mean and spicy, and she spends her days thinking about how to sell Ah Shi at a good price.

After the New Year, Ah Shi will be eighteen.

There is a father who is a servant, and he has become the apprentice of Wen Po, and the men in the boudoir are coming and going all day long, everyone thinks she is unlucky, and no one wants to marry when she is dragged into an old girl.

"If you want me to say, the deaf, dumb, blind, lame, lame can be a concubine and a continuation, as long as the bride price is thick, marry her, so as not to eat white rice at home."

When Shi Yong walked into the courtyard, he heard Wang talking to Mrs. Song.

Seeing her, Wang pulled his face and scolded loudly.

"When you go out early in the morning and leave the house after dark, you think you are going to do something good, but you are picking up men's clothes on the street?"

"Little, do you know how to be ashamed? It's spread all over the city, you don't want to get married, your sister Ah Xiang still wants to get married. ”

"The eighteen-year-old girl is not in a hurry to see Lang Jun, she runs crazy to the murder every day, and she can eat and sleep with an arm and a head, are you afraid that she is not a life of impermanence?"

"I think you're a little more stupid than your idiot. Are you still waiting for the Xie family? People were taken by the Guangwu Hou Mansion, and the official media they were looking for came to the door, you didn't deserve to give the shoes to the Hou Mansion Lady, what kind of Spring and Autumn dream did you have? ”

Wang and Mrs. Song said one sentence to another, and the number kept falling.

Shi Yong was amused.

Look at Ah Shi, the best stepmother, and then look at the broken courtyard of the Song family, why don't you look like a person who has something to do with Jinyi Wei Zhao Yin?

What did Zhao Yin ask her to do?

Shi Yong glanced at Wang lazily and walked into the room without saying a word.

"This little brute is trying to me off?"

When Wang saw his stepdaughter's pretty face, he thought of Song Changgui's ex-wife, and he was furious for a while, scooped up a dry firewood under the eaves, and hit Shi Yong with his head and face.

"If my mother doesn't teach you what shame is, you won't be surnamed Wang. I can't kill you and me! ”

The stick hit behind him, Shi Yong didn't dodge or dodge, turned around and grabbed Wang's wrist.

"Did I tell you that I didn't listen to my hand lately, and that it became a sperm on its own?"

Wang was stunned.

She didn't understand what nonsense Ah Shi said, but Ah Shi looked like a weak chicken, and he was timid, where did the dog dare to talk to her like this?

Wang's face changed, and he became majestic again.

"Little brute, am I giving you face? Your wings are stiff...... Yes! ”

With Wang's scream, she was thrown out by Shi Yong.

Bang! Shi Yong closed the door, shut out Wang's cry, and rummaged through it regardless of it.

A wooden bed, a wooden table, a bench, a dilapidated wooden box, nothing else in the small, damp room.

The wooden box was full of hollowed-out insect eyes, and several of the girls' clothes inside were mostly light and shabby, patched, and washed without color.

Not even a decent piece of clothing, let alone rouge gouache.

Well?

How do you go to see Zhao Yin?

Shi Yong can tolerate anything, and he can't tolerate himself not being beautiful.

She picked out a slightly neat garment, went to the stove room to boil water, carried it to the room, scrubbed her body, and sighed with half-squinted eyes.

From Shi Yong to Ah Shi, her crossing conditions are obviously worse.

Fortunately, Ah Shi looks good.

Although his hands were calloused and his face was haggard, his body under the coarse cotton cloth was like a boiled egg with a shell, white and tender. At the waist socket, a bright little red mole is a little enchanting, like her.

That's fine.

Ah Shi will be Ah Shi.

Eighteen-year-old "old girl" A Shi, in the eyes of twenty-eight-year-old Shi Yong, is really a fresh and tender little girl.