Chapter 12: The Poor Man

The man looked a little irritable, perhaps disturbed by Hua Sheng's shouting.

Hua Sheng stared at him up and down, the man was burly and straight, and his clothes were neat.

The cuffs and ankles are all tied, and she looks like a practitioner, but she can't beat her weak body now.

Then he said as if flatteringly: "Uncle! Where is this? How did I end up here? ”

The man also said bluntly: "This is the firewood room of General Mo's mansion, your uncle sold you to the mansion as a person, it is too late for the lady to sleep, so you will live in the firewood room for one night!" Tomorrow, when Madame gets up again, she will arrange a place for you to go. ”

Listening to the man's words, he was racing in his mind and summed up the following points:

One: It was really Hua Buwei who knocked her out.

Two: She still couldn't escape the fate of being sold.

Three: Hua Buwei is a big liar, what about the good in-laws? Just let her live in a firewood room? Still a subordinate?

Seeing that the man wanted to close the door and leave, Hua Sheng got up and pounced on him, hugged the man's legs, and cried aggrievedly: "Uncle! No! Eldest brother! You can let me go, my uncle, who is a gambler, owes a lot of debts outside, and the debt collector comes to collect the debt, and drives my mother to death, and knocks me out and sells me, woo woo woo ......"

Hua Sheng cried with a handful of snot and tears, her little hand hugged the man's leg tightly and did not let go, listening to the man's deep sigh, and continued to cry: "Big brother! You can just let me go, my mother is still waiting for me to be buried, so let our poor mother and daughter see each other one last time! ”

Hua Sheng blinked her eyes vigorously, hoping that the tears that had been brewing in her eyes could flow more.

But after the deep sigh passed, there was no more movement.

At this age, I'm used to seeing too many poor people.

After a while, the uncle tore Hua Sheng's hand off his leg: "Girl, I know you are pitiful, but you are not the only poor person in this world, since you have entered our general's mansion, you will definitely have a good life in the future." ”

Serious and long-hearted, like an elder in the family.

Looking at it like this, it's useless to pretend to be pitiful.

"They all call me Uncle Zhou, this is the General's Mansion, you can't run away, put away your careful thoughts, if you are afraid, I won't close the door."

Uncle Zhou seemed to be able to see through everything, so he turned around and left.

And the door of the firewood room really left a crack for her, and a trace of red warm light came out of the crack in the door.

Looking out through the crack in the door, there was silence, a good opportunity to escape.

But just as she was about to step out of the door, she found that on the eaves opposite, there was a black-clothed secret guard, who must have been guarding the safety of the house.

Hua Sheng quietly retracted into the firewood room, because she didn't know what was hidden under the silence.

Even if there was nothing, she didn't want to give it a try.

After all, this is the General's Mansion, and there must be a lot of secret guards and soldiers in the mansion, and it would be too cost-effective to kill her as an assassin or a thief by mistake.

I waited until dawn the next day, until someone came to wake her up, and I realized that she had fallen asleep unconsciously.

Follow the maid's lead, out of the firewood room, into the backyard, through the garden, to the front hall, twists and turns, twists and turns.

The scenery in the house is beautiful, and the show has some unique grandeur and magnificence of the military general's mansion, but it is elegant and fresh.