The little girl was dressed in the clothes of an ordinary maid in the Zhaowang Mansion, her legs were a little lame, and she was skinny, but she had a big belly.

She carried a burden and walked out of the corner gate of King Zhao's mansion, and the gatekeeper asked her questions, but she was scolded very fiercely, and although the gatekeeper looked resentful, he did not dare to do anything to her.

The wind blew her drooping hair, and He Miao could clearly see that her left ear was gone.

Theoretically, in places like the palace and the palace, the appearance of the slaves is very picky, and it is not allowed to have obvious defects.

If there are special circumstances, and someone is obviously disabled and stays in the palace or palace, then he is probably also very depressed and unsatisfactory.

If a person is young, disabled, but fierce, then she must be special.

"The person who took the rice ears was called Xiaohong, a little girl of seven or eight years old, who looked very clean, and had a mole on the back of her neck."

He Miao's pupils shrank, perhaps, this girl with one less ear would surprise her.

After the little girl finished scolding, she went out with difficulty on her stomach, and went out along the street, stopping to take a breath after walking a few steps, looking very pitiful.

She walked for a long time before turning into a narrow, dilapidated alleyway, where the sewage flowed sideways, smelly and dirty, and her feet could not get down.

The houses on both sides of the alleyway are also short and dilapidated, and the clothes hung out to dry are also tattered, and there are no human figures.

This is the slum of Rongjing.

He Miao quickly made a judgment, and she carefully hid her body and stared at the little girl.

The little girl stopped at the door of a house and knocked on the door.

The door that was about to collapse was slammed open, and a scrawny middle-aged woman stood inside.

The middle-aged woman snatched the package from the little girl's hand, and said viciously: "You still know how to come back!" If you don't come again, your father and brother will starve to death! ”

The little girl lowered her eyes and whispered something.

The woman's high-pitched voice rang out: "Are you still reasonable?" You take your sister out and kill her, who are you not forced to force? Look at your ugly appearance, you will be a rag that no one wants in the future, who wants it? Who wants? It's not like your brother has raised you for a lifetime! ”

She reached out to grab the little girl's hair, and twisted it vigorously, and the little girl screamed in pain, lowered her head and struggled desperately, exposing the back of her neck.

There is a mole on the back of the neck.

He Miao clenched the short knife she had stolen, and she could almost conclude that this was Xiaohong, who had taken the ears of rice.

The woman scuffled with Xiaohong for a while, and suddenly raised her foot and kicked Xiaohong's huge belly.

Little Red screamed miserably and fell to the ground and fainted.

An open-minded, sleepy-eyed man came out of the house and said unhappily, "Stinky woman, you killed her, who will get these things for us?" If she is not treated well, she has made a meritorious service, and King Zhao will not starve her to death. ”

"The dead girl has a hard life, and she can't die." The woman didn't care about Xiaohong at all, and opened the burden with great interest.

The baggage was full of rice, flour, steamed buns and other things, and a roast chicken, which was not of much value.

The woman couldn't help but be furious and scolded: "It's really poured eight lifetimes of blood mold, giving birth to such a money-losing goods, and thinking that I can live a good life by relying on the palace, but who knows that it is a mourning star!" ”

She couldn't get angry, so she rushed up and kicked Xiaohong twice.

The man didn't stop him, he just watched, picked up the half of the roast chicken casually, and tore it on the spot.

When the woman found out, she screamed and rushed up to him: "The long roots haven't eaten yet!" You can't bear it too! ”

There was a cry in the house, and a little boy of three or four years old came out rubbing his eyes, hugged the woman's thigh and cried, "Mother, I am hungry, I want to eat chicken!" ”

The woman finally snatched a piece of meat from the man's hand and stuffed it into the boy's mouth: "Eat! ”

He Miao cleared her throat and came out of the shadows: "Hey, this is a human death!" ”

She was still wearing the dark clothes of a mute woman, but she spoke with a fluent Rongjing aristocratic accent, and her tone and expression looked particularly arrogant, looking like the housekeeper in King Zhao's mansion.

It's just that this housekeeper is too young, so the family is staring at her vigilantly: "Who are you?" Do? ”

He Miao raised her chin arrogantly: "I am the steward of King Zhao's Mansion, and I was ordered to come to Xiaohong to ask about something, you had better wake her up quickly, otherwise, it will delay the important affairs of His Highness......"

She pointed to the family and sneered: "You all wait to be chopped up and feed the dogs!" ”

The family was really frightened, the woman was busy pinching Xiaohong's people, and the man was rolling his eyes: "This dead girl is already crippled, will His Highness still want her?" ”

He Miao said coldly: "But whoever has done things and made meritorious contributions for His Highness, His Highness will not forget her." ”

Seeing that there seemed to be movement around him, he didn't want to expose himself too much in front of people, so he said, "Carry it into the house!" ”

The man and the woman hesitated, He Miao was angry, couldn't help but say, grabbed Xiaohong, pushed the woman away and walked into the house.

The woman screamed, and the man rushed up quickly to block the door, and said nervously, "What do you want to do?" ”

The more they refused to let them in, the more He Miao felt bored, she pointed at Xiaohong righteously, and sneered: "What are you doing? This is your daughter, and she brought you food, and you did this to her, and you were not allowed to enter the door, and your conscience was not troubled? ”

The woman's lips trembled a few times, and she said in a panic: "She has a serious disease, she can't enter, and she will be infected with us!" ”

The man hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, she can't enter the house." ”

He Miao lifted her foot and kicked the man in the stomach.

The man let out an "ahh

"If you call again, I'll take you all away!" He Miao quickly entered the house, and a foul musty smell mixed with the smell of urine made her almost quit.

The woman squeezed in with the little boy in and said in a panic, "What do you want to ask?" ”

He Miao put Xiaohong on the only kang in the house, hugged her arms and said, "Wake her up!" ”

The house was full of all kinds of clutter, all kinds of mess.

There was a door in the corner, and He Miao strode over, grabbed the door and pushed it hard.

The woman rushed to stop her: "This is the kitchen, it is for the god of the stove, you can't go in, you will run into the god of the stove." ”

He Miao rudely grabbed her by the hair and shook her off.

The woman hit the wall and didn't move.

The little boy burst into tears and arched desperately to Hong's side.

In the cacophony of voices, He Miao heard several cat-like child cries.

He Miao almost rushed into the kitchen, and she saw a skinny child crawling in the ash heap, grabbed a handful of ashes and stuffed it into his mouth, and cried as she could, but the voice was very weak, and there were only two tears.