Chapter 12 The dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow
How bad it is! Fang Zhongyue endured the pain and limped back to the room, and the footsteps of Lao Wang, who had just entered the door, had already entered the backyard. In the end, he hurriedly climbed onto the bed and listened to the movement outside.
Lao Wang led the horse and walked over, muttering as he walked, "It's strange, I obviously remember to tie it up... Hey! Why did this horse get off the leash too? What the hell. ”
Fang Zhongyue replied in his heart, "You are the ghost!" ”
Listening to Lao Wang walking back with his horse tied to his horse, he suddenly stopped when he passed the door. Fang Zhong secretly screamed, and immediately pretended to snore.
But the footsteps backfired, and he snored harder, occasionally gritting his teeth.
"Huh... Do you snore when you're so thin? Still making such a big move? Lao Wang said to himself, "Is it really fake? ”
Fang Zhongyue replied in his heart: Really, really, my snoring proves that I am asleep, why don't you leave quickly?
Lao Wang came to the bed instead of leaving, and shook him, "Wake up... Wake up kid...! ”
It was impossible to pretend to be asleep anymore, Fang Zhongyue woke up in his dream and sat up, "Who is it...?" ”
"Don't be afraid, it's me..."
"No! I kept sleeping and didn't hear anything. Fang Zhongyue glared and said nonsense, "What's wrong, Uncle Wang?" ”
"It's strange that the tethered horse got off the leash on its own... You really didn't hear anything special? ”
"No! Didn't hear anything...! ”
"It's really evil..."Lao Wang kicked and walked out.
After relaxing, Fang Zhongyue felt the fart. Pain, from more than one person to the ground, can it not hurt? Yes, this time you don't have to think about anything, just go to sleep!
Things are not so simple, the old man and the young master of the Zhang family are nothing, because Mrs. Zhang said his affairs in advance, and the second young master of the Zhang family saw that he just looked at him a few times and didn't even say anything;
The old man of the Zhang family simply asked where his hometown was and the situation of the family, and Fang Zhongyue was fooled by repeating what he had said to Zhang Xiyue before.
What is difficult to deal with is that it is precisely Zhang Xiyue, as soon as she comes in, she stares at him sideways, and she can see that he has straight hair.
"How... What's wrong? Fang Zhongyue had no choice but to speak first.
Zhang Xiyue asked with a cold face: "Last night... The horse is you unraveling, you are leaving, aren't you? ”
"No! I don't know how to ride a horse. "Fang Zhongyue said in his heart, this Miss Zhang is very smart!
"Lying... Why did you have a scratch on your forehead, didn't you fall on a horse last night? ”
It should have been drawn when he was on the horse trough, and Fang Zhongyue naturally couldn't admit it, only saying that he had caught it by mosquitoes.
Zhang Xiyue naturally refused to believe it, so Fang Zhongyue asked, "Isn't the house closed at night?" Can I fly out on a horse? ”
Zhang Xiyue saw that he didn't say anything more, and turned around and asked Yin Xiaotao to hand over the clothes to him.
The two of them walked out of the rear, Fang Zhongyue opened his clothes and looked at them, to his surprise, although the middle robe was old, it was not the clothes of the subordinates, and Fang Zhongyue was really a little moved in his heart.
You must know that he doesn't care what he wears, but these clothes can show a kind of respect, even if Zhang Xiyue saved him, he didn't despise him because of it.
First, there was really nowhere to go, and secondly, he was not lightly ill, so Fang Zhongyue had to stay first; Fortunately, few people came in the backyard, and he was happy to be clean.
Since that morning, I haven't seen Zhang Xiyue for two consecutive days, but I often see the old man of the Zhang family coming to lead the horse.
On the evening of the fourth day after entering Zhang's mansion, the old man of the Zhang family shouted a series of shouts before he got off the horse after returning home: "Xiyue... Where's Xiyue? Call her to me! ”...