The clear water of the river, reflecting the rows of trees, sparkles on the surface of the water in the afterglow of the setting sun!

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Su San, who was hiding in the bend of the small river, untied his clothesrope and carefully cleaned the wound on his waist.

When it was time to bandage, I suddenly found that there was a tragedy, not only did I not have anti-inflammatory medicine on hand, but I also didn't have a clean cloth strip.

She glanced at the previous strip of cloth with some disgust, and thought for a long time before gritting her teeth to clean it and tie it to the wound again.

Her movements are very fast, although few people come here, but the girl's house still needs to pay attention, if it is not for Bai Yinli to worry, she will go home to get it.

"Whew..."

Finally caught up with the master's gold, whimpering quietly.

It wasn't until he caught Su San's attention that he stuck out his tongue, squatted by the river haha, and looked at Su San with aggrieved eyes full of accusations.

Su San was startled by the sudden voice, and when he reacted, it was the voice of gold, or the voice of the aggrieved little milk.

The nervous heart suddenly softened, and even the painful wound seemed to be relieved.

Tie the clothesline, turn around and walk in front of the gold, gently scratch its nose, and say dotingly: "This is coquettish with me... Well? ”

Jin Zi raised her front paws to hold Su San's hand, and her small baby teeth gently bit on it, making her hands wet and full of saliva.

"You're going to wash my hands, gold!"

One man and one dog teased for a while, until it was dark, and Su San put the gold on the ground.

patted its little brain: "Let's go!" Go home..."

As soon as he stood up, Su San's eyes went dark, his head was dizzy, his body shook twice, and he almost fell.

"Want to die?"

The sudden low voice made Su San stiffen, and he couldn't help but swallow, slowly turning his stiff neck, and looking back.

Qian Feng was standing on a stone not far away, wearing a purple robe, with his hands behind his back, looking at her coldly.

I saw that Su San immediately looked at him with a flattering expression, and he was a little obscene.

"Yo, isn't this Uncle Qian!"

The air suddenly became quiet...

The two faced each other, Qian Feng's face was cold, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were looking at Su San emotionlessly at this time.

He saw all the changes in Su San's expression, and he knew a little more about this girl in his heart...

She laughed so ugly, just like the housekeeper of one of his estates.

"Hmph"

Qian Feng snorted coldly, threw out a vial, and Su San subconsciously took it in his hand.

It is a small brown vial with white powder inside.

Su San shook it in his hand, and his smile grew bigger and bigger.

"This is the medicine I was given last time."

She was sure that this was the medicine that Qian Feng gave her yesterday, and the bleeding effect was very good, and the wounds on her arms were now scabbed, and they didn't hurt at all.

Qian Feng stared at Su San's smile and said slowly: "Deduct from your monthly salary..."

It can be seen with the naked eye that the smile on Su San's face directly froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

How can the monthly stipend that hasn't arrived yet be deducted like this?

"Don't mind, Uncle Qian, if you have any orders, I will absolutely implement and obey unconditionally."

Qian Feng remained indifferent.

"Why don't you pay this medicine back?"

Su San looked at Qian Feng cautiously, grabbed the medicine bottle in his hand and handed it to him.

Carefully observing the subtle changes in his expression, and seeing that he opened his mouth a little impatiently to say something, Su San hurriedly withdrew his hand and changed the topic.

"Eh, why does Uncle Qian have time to come here today?"

Qian Feng frowned, seeming to be a little unhappy.

This frightened Su San, and he looked at Qian Feng with bitter hatred.

I thought to myself, the temper of a rich man is really elusive, and small emotions come up when they say it.

"Uncle Qian hasn't had dinner yet, do you want to go to my house... Something to eat? My mother's craftsmanship is pretty good. ”

Actually, Su San was just polite, he didn't think about taking him back to eat at all, the rice noodles and meat that he only exchanged at home were all used for setting up stalls tomorrow.

It's just that Qian Feng doesn't think so.

"Lead the way!"

"Huh?"

For a while, Su San didn't react, and subconsciously walked in front, forgetting to even take the beaten water.

"Water"

After walking fifty meters away, I thought that I forgot to take the water, and I hurriedly ran to the river again, but just a few steps away, I was grabbed by Qian Feng by the back of the neck.

Su San tugged down on the clothes on his chest and gasped: "Hiss, it hurts!" It hurts..."

Qian Feng frowned, glanced at Su San's waist, his lips opened lightly, and a deep voice flowed out.

"Ahh

Su San stood in place and looked around several times, but didn't see anyone.

Except for the "rustling" sound of the leaves blown by the wind, there was no other movement.

Su San looked at Qian Feng and touched his nose, the atmosphere was a little awkward...

"Money..."

This time, without waiting for Qian Feng to finish speaking, a blue shadow came out, consciously picked up the wooden basin filled with water by the river, and walked in front of Qian Feng as if flattering.

Qian Feng raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qian Zhao with a smile.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly squinted, an indescribable evil charm.

"Lead the way!"

Su San looked at this, looked at that, and finally walked in front with a muffled voice to lead the way, free labor does not need to be in vain.

Qian Zhao pouted, holding a basin of water, and followed behind the two like a little daughter-in-law, pitiful.

...

Su San took the lead in walking into the hut, and while lifting the curtain for the two of them, he shouted loudly: "Mother, here are the guests!" ”

The two men in the room were collecting meat when they looked up at the door.

The first thing that caught my eye was Qian Feng's purple robe, and at a glance he knew that he was a noble son.

"Mother, he is my biggest employer, and Lang Zhong, who came to see you last time, also did things for him."

Bai Yinli looked at Su San's eyes, although he was a little suspicious, but there were outsiders there, so he didn't ask much.

"The home is a little shabby, I hope you don't mind."

As he spoke, Bai Yinli glanced at Su San again and gave him a look.

Su San moved the two wooden benches knowingly and placed them next to Qian Feng and Qian Zhao attentively.

The wooden stool was researched by Su Sancai, and in modern times, her favorite thing is to lie in bed at night, quietly holding her mobile phone and watching various teachings in a video.

And her favorite is some handiwork, the wooden stool is what she remembers to make, but the tools are not complete, and the production is a little rough.

But she was very kind to tie two small mats to the top, with hay inside and a layer of cloth on the outside, so that she would not feel hard at all when she sat on them.

The only downside was that the chair had no backrest, and the comfort was a little worse than she expected.

Su San kept simulating various improvement methods in his mind, but none of them seemed to be very realistic.

He shook his head with a headache, and his eyes fell on Qian Feng who was standing next to the wooden bench.

He was looking at the guqin placed on the wooden platform, and his noble posture was incompatible with the thatched house, as if he had been put on it.

After looking at it for a while, he didn't seem satisfied.

He walked straight over, stretched out his hand to pick up the hem of his clothes, sat on the ground, his slender fingers caressing the strings, making a sound of beads falling...