Miles were as excited as he was.

He sobbed for a while, then reluctantly let go of his hand. He walked to the other corner of the tent and picked up his large, bulky blue bag, which contained all his clothes. Then he shook his head, his lips cocked down, and wept bravely.

"Alright, she's going to go, good friend, bless her. She's going to get off the auction table and charm the damn guest, and make her spend all the money for her. She didn't want to say goodbye to me, she always wondered when we would see each other again,"

Gu Ruxi walked down with the security guard, she felt lonely before. She slowly felt very close to this aggressive but lacking moral sense, dressed in a sill-fashioned manner, able to bear hardships and stand hard work, and spoke presumptuously to her classmates.

She heard Gu Ruxi shouting for him, heard Zhao Yijing thinking loudly, and heard Gu Ruxi's voice.

"Come on, good friend, I can pay a higher price," he shouted. The crowd burst into tears, bidding higher, and crying louder.

Then the security guard came in and called out to her, and she picked up the bag and followed her, into the bright sun.

She stepped down the steps step by step, stepped down the wooden auction table, put down her pocket, and stood beside Zhao Yijing.

The whole crowd shouted excitedly and chirped and moved.

"Gu Ruxi," Gu Ruxi was calling her. He stepped down with the stout young guest, waving to her with a weeping face, and she waved to him.

Then he and his new owner disappeared behind a tent. She was happy for him, Gu Ruxi would have a good time, and the young guest would treat him obediently.

"This classmate started the auction, and the lowest price was two hundred pounds,"

Zhao Yijing announced loudly. The price is a little higher, but Gu Ruxi takes a good look at him, he is not only the most charming classmate Gu Ruxi has ever seen, but also very well educated, articulate, and very beautiful in his words. Danvi, let me say a few words. ”

She stood there motionless, looking upright, looking ahead. Zhao Yijing blushed and looked embarrassed, but he didn't dare to do anything to her, maybe because Jeffer Qiao Yilong was standing a few steps away. Qiao Yilong cried with his teeth.

"Two hundred," Qiao Yilong was the first to shout.

"Two hundred and five," continued another stout, ugly man, with thick, dark hair.

"Two hundred and five," Qiao Yilong shouted again.

"Three hundred," the thick-haired man hurriedly shouted.

The shouting stopped, and then a cold, tired voice was heard. "Fifty thousand," the new shout is humane.

"Fifty thousand," Zhao Yijing was ecstatic. She made a lot of profit from every business she made.

"Fifty Thousand Mirrors,"

"She's too expensive," the stout, ugly man muttered and walked away.

"Fifty thousand," Zhao Yijing shouted. "Again, again."

"Fifty thousand," Qiao Yilong shouted.

"Fifty-five thousand," the indifferent voice shouted again.

Qiao Yilong frowned and turned away, staring at her opponent.

"Zhao Yijing, it's me. She heard the sound of me. What's wrong with me, man. I can't spend money like that. ”

"Fifty-five thousand," the man repeated.

"Fifty-six thousand," Qiao Yilong quickly shouted again. "Come on, Chen Feng, I don't really want this girl. There are all kinds of underground people on my farm. What do I want a girl like this? ”

"Fifty-seven," Zhao Yijing shouted calmly.

She walked forward, and as she approached the front of the stage, people gave way to her.

When the two men stood facing each other, everyone stepped back and surrounded Gu Ruxi and the two in the middle. The crowd was silent, and the atmosphere was tense as if it were about to explode.

Chen Feng was taller than Qiao Yilong, thin, but strong, and she was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. The contours of the face are extremely clear, the cheekbones are broad and firm, the hair is black in the wind, and the eyes are sternly gray. She wears high-end black leather shoes under her feet, and black tights underneath.

Pants, black linen shirt, shirt ground long cuffs buttoned at the wrists. It looks like an aristocratic pirate, cold and lonely. Men are instinctively wary of such a person, and classmates are naturally fascinated by her. She nodded to Qiao Yilong very casually, and Qiao Yilong cried kindly.

"She wants this girl, Zhao Yijing," Qiao Yilong said.

"She wants it too," Zhao replied.

"Fifty-seven," Zhao Yijing shouted. "Come again, gentlemen. Fifty-eight thousand, who will pay fifty-eight. ”

"Fifty-eight thousand," Qiao Yilong agreed.

"Two thousand," Zhao Yijing shouted.

"Two thousand," Qiao Yilong said unhappily. "She only brought two thousand in total. Come on, Zhao Yijing, please raise my noble hand, she really needs this girl, I don't need it, I just,"

"Two thousand one," Zhao Yijing said coldly.

Qiao Yilong scolded softly, but with no malice.

"Two thousand one, two thousand five. Who out of two thousand five. Qiao Yilong. Don't come down. Well, well. Again, again. Transaction, 2,100 pounds sold to Mr. Zhao Yijing. ”

Zhao Yijing slammed the gravel, and the crowd cheered enthusiastically. She picked up the bag and walked down the stairs to the man who bought her. After a while, Zhao Yijing also came over and waited patiently for Zhao Yijing to count the money for her.

After Zhao Yijing put the money in her pocket, she handed over the contract to Zhao Yijing, and she legally established Zhao Yijing's property.

Zhao Yijing folded the contract and stuffed it into his lower pocket without even looking at it. Jeffer Joe Yilong wandered around, looking disappointed, but finally conceded defeat.

She stretched out her hand, and Zhao Yijing shook it a little reluctantly.

"Don't be angry, Chen Feng," Qiao Yilong said. "I'll win the next treasure."

"Exactly," Zhao Yijing replied coldly.

"If I don't want him to get off sometime, just tell her, man. Like him

Such a girl, the New Orleans sons and brothers will fall to the ground in a daze. If only she had more money under her," she shook her head regretfully.

"Oh, but Gu Ruxi may not all be obedient to me. Shall I take him back to the shade of the tree? Zhao Yijing nodded stiffly.

Qiao Yilong muttered a few words that no one could understand, shook his head again, and walked away. Zhao Yijing gently but tightly grabbed her wrist with his right hand.

"There's still a long way to go back," she told her. "You'd better hurry off and go."

She led her through the crowd to the car parked at the end of the open field. A young man with yellow hair and freckles under his face was there watching the horse.

Zhao Yijing gave her a coin, helped her get out of the car, and let her sit under the front seat. It was a crude wooden wagon, with muddy farming tools and sacks of grain piled on top of the cart.

As soon as she raised her hand and swung her body, she got out of the car briskly and sat down next to her. She grabbed the whip rope, snapped it, and the two chestnut horses pulled the cart out of the clearing below.

At this time, she saw a plump, good-looking, pink printed shirt leading the young Tiltz out of the clearing.

The carriage creaked and rattled, and as the wheels rolled down the road into the deep depressions, the carriage swayed from side to side, and the people quickly left their original dwellings behind, as if they were heading straight for a wilderness.

After another hour or so, it was getting dark. After getting out of the car, Zhao Yijing never said a word to her, she may be very lonely. She looked up at her handsome face.

I don't understand what makes her so cold and withdrawn. She was no more than thirty years old, but she was much older in her demeanor.

"I don't love words, do I." She asked her.

"It's the right way."

"She's not a criminal, Mr. Zhao Yijing, she's working as a preschool teacher for an English nobleman, and she wants her to play her improper role. When she refused, she hid an emerald necklace in her home,"

As she spoke, she realized that what seemed to her to be a fabrication.

She understood that she didn't believe her, and she didn't have enough reason to believe her. Zhao Yijing did not make a sound. It was a long time before she mustered up the courage to speak to her again.

"Are there bad people in this forest?"

"There could be several," she replied. "Gu Ruxi won't come to mess with everyone."

"How far do you have to go?"

"It's still far away. Tomorrow afternoon, everyone should go to the shade of the tree. ”

"I'm Taoist, everyone is going to spend the night in the woods."

Zhao Yijing nodded. She trembled, trying to restrain her uneasiness.

"Don't be afraid, girl. She didn't buy me for the next and she slept somewhere. ”

"Really."

"She's looking for a housekeeper, a sturdy classmate who can chop wood, mop the floor, and help the underground people who work in the fields cook and stir-fry. She didn't see me as someone who did that, but I still had to do it. ”

"If I need that person, why should I buy her?"

"Don't let Qiao Yilong buy me," she replied.

"Me and she are. Rivals. ”

"It's hard. She just didn't want to see me end up being sold to a New Orleans Yard. per auction.

"Did I go against her at auctions in the past?"

"Not really. She herself didn't understand why the auction was against her. She's such a damn fool. Zhao Yijing frowned, and pulled down the rope hospily.

"She, she thought, she should thank me."

"I've got to work, girl, and I've got to do a lot of work. The price she paid for me was too high, far beyond her ability, and I hope that her investment will be well rewarded. ”

"She understands."

"She treats her underground very well and cares about Gu Ruxi very much, but she never allows anyone to be lazy, nor does she allow me. I would have found her to be a very stern host, stern but fair. ”

She didn't answer. Zhao Yijing turned his head to look at her, this was the first time since getting out of the car.

"One more thing, it's better to be straight at the beginning. She knows her identity underground and never deviates. She doesn't like her servant to be too talkative, and she doesn't like Gu Ruxi to be too intimate, I understand. ”

"She fully understands, Mr. Zhao Yijing."

No one said anything more. Then silently drove down the road for a few hours. In the end, Zhao Yijing drove the car to the side of the road and parked in a small empty ground, surrounded by dense trees.

"Don't stand still," she said sternly. "Go get some firewood."

She went down. By this time the sun had set, and the forest was shrouded in a deep purple mist, and the shadows were getting deeper and deeper. Zhao Yijing set up a primitive fire and inserted two zigzag branches on both sides of the fire.

Then use two branches to string the goat horizontally under the Y-shaped branch. Then take the flint out of your pocket and set the pyre on fire. When the fire spat out greedy orange flames, the wood was completely scorched, but still burning vigorously.

After a while, the goat meat began to fall down drop by drop, falling into the burning fire, making a loud crackling sound, which was very beautiful.

She was hungry as she leaned under the carriage and waited for the goat to be roasted. The leaves rustled behind him, and the branches creaked. It was as if he faintly heard the footsteps in the woods, and looked at everyone with hatred.

She saw Zhao Yijing's gun placed near her hand, and she looked casual. She took the goat meat off, and when it cooled,

Take a piece from under the stick and hand it to her. She went to the other side of the fire and sat down and ate. She tore and ate in large chunks with her hands.

After a while, she followed her example and ate without choice of hunger.

And when he had eaten, the fire was extinguished. The weather is cooler. She shivered with cold in the thin dress, and her hands were around her waist. See her like this.

Zhao Yijing walked towards the carriage, pulled out two sofas and wormfrogs over the carpet and threw them at her.

"I slept under the carriage, it was warmer, and it didn't rain anymore." "I'm not tying her up." She asked her, sarcastic in her voice.

"She doesn't see the need, I won't run away. If you want to, you can't escape far. If I really have such a foolish thought, girl, forget about it. I was not thinking about the consequences, she was sure. ”

She climbed under the car, spread out a couch blanket on the ground, and lay down on the other sofa blanket. Zhao Yijing took some sand and covered it under the firewood that was still burning, and then watched the horse go down.

She heard her speak softly to the horse in a soft voice, and she didn't know how much longer.

She would go under the car and sleep with her.

She waited, and the time passed slowly. It was a blue night, and the silver-gray moon shone on the plains. Insects chirped, leaves rustled, and the wind stirred the branches in a monotonous noise, like a hoarse whisper.

It was getting colder, and she wrapped herself tightly around the carpet and tossed and turned to find a comfortable place under the erect stone floor. She heard her walking around,

She expected her to come to her. Although she doesn't want her to kiss her, she wants her to be close to her because she is afraid of bad people. She also wanted her warmth.

Because she shivered with cold. She waited, waited. Finally fell asleep.

She woke up with a startle, scared. Only one voice was heard, a terrible shout. Shout again. Only then did she realize that it was an owl shouting. The clock must have gone by for hours.

The darkness begins to dispel, slowly appearing a dark gray. In that faint and hazy moonlight, she saw Zhao Yijing lying a few steps away from her. She fell asleep on her back, one hand bent over her head, the other beside her, she fell asleep, spear beside her.

She didn't have a blanket, she understood, and she gave her both blankets. Her strange boldness seemed to be very incommensurate with her.

She understood why she didn't come to her, she was her property, she was underground.

She fell asleep, turning over and groaning. She stared at her intently, carefully swaying her slender body and unusually pretty face. Now she doesn't look so harsh,

In fact, she seems very weak when she sleeps.

Zhao Yijing is an incredible person, an unfathomable person. Men in other places will have fun, but she avoids being her classmates by law. She tried to comfort herself, saying that it was a blessing for her.

Lulu was a long later than usual day, and when he came to the kitchen, she was making breakfast for her master. He was a seventeen-year-old classmate, very pretty, with sparkling brown eyes.

His cheekbones were tall and wide, and his short black hair was straight and straight in line with his hat-like skull.

He has vermilion brown skin, a tall and slender build, and wears a pink printed bodysuit, which shows off his curvy beauty. He seemed particularly tired that morning.

She noticed that he was pale and weak.

"I'm sorry she's late, Miss Gu Ruxi," he said softly. "She felt very tired and her stomach hurt terribly. She, she thought she was pregnant, and she hadn't had a period for a long time. ”

"Sit down, Lulu. Here, let her make me a cup of fruit. Have I had breakfast with Gu Ruxi? ”

Lulu shook her head. "Marty has already given Gu Ruxi to eat, and Gu Ruxi is preparing to go to work. She. She didn't seem to be able to get up this morning. Chen Feng reprimanded her harshly and told her to go to the big room and wait to be whipped by the husband. ”

"Sir won't shake me," she said, reaching for a fork and flipping the ham that was simmering in the pan.

"She will, Miss Gu Ruxi. Mr. is very fair to everyone, much better than most plantation owners treat Gu Ruxi's underground people, but she does not tolerate any snubbing. She doesn't shake people easily, but when she shakes people, she shakes so much that I will never forget it. ”

"She. Ever since she'd been here, she hadn't shaken any of her subordinates. "It's not dangling, there's no need to shake. The subordinate didn't do anything wrong, and she had no reason to shake it. She never shook her with a whip,

She knew that she had never been whipped elsewhere either, but this time she might have to make an exception, and she really didn't want to be the first to be shaken. ”

Zhao Yijing only has 30 subordinates, which is much less than most other plantation owners in this area, and most of her underground people work in the fields.

Since Mattie retired to the cottage, Lulu has been the only one who helps her with household chores indoors. Gu Ruxi lives in the row of huts behind the cattle. Lulu lives in a room with her husband, Chen Feng.

Chen Feng is Zhao Yijingdi's main helper, a very capable underground person, and also a supervisor of other subordinates.

Lulu tells her that Chen Fengdi's father is a king of Africa

Chen Feng was arrested by traffickers when he was ten years old. She was extremely strong, and her skin was shiny as ebony.

Other plantation owners were willing to pay a huge sum of money to buy her from Zhao Yijing, but Zhao Yijing resolutely refused to sell it.

"She, she'd better help me," Lulu said. "It's not early, the master is waiting for dinner."

"I'll sit down and don't move, Lulu, and finish my fruit. Let her prepare a tray for her. ”

The classmate seemed relieved, and he sat down under the wooden chair in a dull way. She removed the pot from under the stove, put the cooked ham on the tray, and shook the stove to see if the soft cakes were ready.

In the two months that she has become a very good cook, which is an achievement that she is particularly proud of. Mattie taught her everything he understood.

He weighed more than two hundred pounds and was slow to move, but amiable.

Since Zhao Yijing bought Dongshuyin fifteen years ago, he has been her kitchen housekeeper. Now in his sixties.