After eating and drinking enough and taking a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables, Chen and Fang's two mothers-in-law wiped their mouths with satisfaction, and after saying goodbye to Feng Tiezhu warmly, they drove the carriage out of the villa overnight.

"Brother Zhuzi, what should we do about this?"

Qianniang was holding a purse in her hand, which was quietly stuffed to her by Mrs. Chen when she got into the car. At that time, she pinched it, and it was hard, it should be what she guessed.

Everybody likes gold and silver. It's just that this silver is not taken for nothing, thinking of what Mrs. Chen secretly revealed, she asked her man with some uncertainty.

"This matter is not simple," Feng Tiezhu watched the carriage go away, his honest face was full of contemplation at the moment, "Although I have been away from the mansion for many years, when I go back to give New Year's gifts every year, I have also heard some things about my master...... Since the second grandmother Su entered the door, the backyard of the second room was very quiet, and I heard that there were rumors that the second master 'spoiled the concubine and killed his wife', although he was pressed down by his wife, but ......"

Feng Tiezhu remembered the woman he had just seen, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart, "By the way, what did Mrs. Chen muttered to you just now?" ”

"She said that the second grandmother in the house has an explanation, let us take good care of the woman inside, and we must not let her die," Qianniang said as she opened the small purse, took out two ingot-style gold skulls from it, and looked at the owner with a hint of surprise, "Xianggong, look at ......."

"Sizzle~~, two ingots of gold, there are ten taels!"

Feng Tiezhu took a breath of cool air, and spoke in his heart, what a big stroke. You must know that the annual expenses of an ordinary family are only five or six taels of silver, and the ratio of gold to silver is ten to one, and ten taels of gold is one hundred taels of silver, which is enough for the two of them to live comfortably for three or four years.

"Brother Zhuzi, do you say that she is talking right or wrong?"

Qianniang was also taken aback, when she first received the purse, she thought that it was just a little silver in it, but she didn't expect it to be gold. After all, there is no merit and no merit, and the masters exile people to the Zhuangzi they manage, and they themselves have the responsibility to take good care of the people who come. But this aunt, who was extremely favored in front of the master, was ten taels of gold as soon as she made a move, but she didn't make any embarrassing requests.

This seems a little abnormal. Perhaps, she said the opposite? Want them to kill the woman inside? Otherwise, it simply doesn't make sense.

"En~~" Feng Tiezhu pondered for a long time, the thoughts of the masters are really not easy to ponder, plus he has not been back to the mansion for a long time, and he is a little unable to grasp the direction of the wind in the mansion.

However, my father often taught him to 'leave three points for doing things', and that you can't do everything. Not to mention that he is just a little white ding who has escaped from slavery now, even if he has an identity and status, he must have a back hand in doing things, otherwise, he may offend someone one day, and he doesn't know how he died.

"That's it, whether it's right or negative, let's only listen to Er Shao alone," Thinking about it, Feng Tiezhu scratched his chin, "Er Shao sent people to 'recuperate', let's keep it, anyway, it's not bad for this mouthful." By the way, the room you just arranged, it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time, there is nothing in it, and when you send her luggage later, bring some quilts and mattresses by the way. ”

"Yes, I see!"

Qianniang has been married to Feng Tiezhu for seven or eight years, and she admires the ability of her own man very much. You know, not all the sons of that family can get rid of slavery by the grace of their masters.

Tiezhu's father is a smart man who is praised by everyone, but he is a slave until he dies, but Feng Tiezhu, who was laughed at and scolded as "Feng Dasha", fell into the eyes of his master, and went out of the house early to help Ershao take care of the industry.

In addition to Er Shao's discerning eye, it also shows that her pillar brother has strong ability and poisonous vision.

Since he said that he would entertain normally, then entertain normally, besides, didn't the second grandmother of Su also say that she should take good care of it.

Thinking of this, Qianniang accepted the two ingots of silver with peace of mind, packed up two half-old quilts and mattresses, and even the two burdens brought by Mrs. Chen, and walked towards Wang Qifang's small courtyard together.

"Huh? How can there be light inside? ”

Qian Niang walked into the remote courtyard and seemed to see a yellow light flashing in the house.

When she approached in wonder, she found that the light was gone.

"Strange, is the roof leaking sunlight?" Qianniang shook her head suspiciously, thinking that it was unlikely, this house was the only independent small courtyard in the second gate, which was suitable for the "nobles" to recuperate, which was not only in line with the identity of the visitors, but also would not hinder their normal life.

Although the house in the yard is a little dilapidated, it is not so dilapidated that it leaks.

"Maybe it's dazzling," put the burden hanging on his hand and the quilt in his arms on the ground, untied the key from his waist, opened the door lock, squeaked, pushed open the door, and saw Wang Yizheng lying on the ground weakly, his face was still so white, but his breath was much more stable.

"Oh, girl, why are you on the ground?"

Qianniang said God, and she didn't stop at her feet, first neatly carried the quilt into the bedroom, made the bed, and then put the burden on the kang cabinet casually, and then turned back and helped Wang Yi up.

"Girl, I don't know your name either, but depending on your age, I'm a few years older than you, so Qianniang will call you sister," Since she decided how to take care of this "nobleman", Qianniang's words and deeds seemed much more affectionate than when Wang Yi first entered the door, "Sister, what's wrong with you, are you sick or what?" Heck, after all, our Zhuangzi is biased, and there is no good doctor within a radius of 100 miles, but don't worry, our head of the house has already gone to the town to hire a doctor for you......"

chattering, Qianniang seemed to be talking to herself, but she knew in her heart that the woman in her hand was very conscious. Therefore, she did not miss anything that should be said, and the words were even more advertised as how much their husband and wife listened to their masters, and they would definitely take good care of her.

But what is the actual situation, Feng Tiezhu did go to the county seat, but not to ask for a doctor, but to find a blacksmith to repair farm tools.

"Okay, my sister saw that you were very weak, so she stewed the old hen that laid eggs at home, and now she is simmering slowly on the stove," Qianniang helped Wang Yi to the bed, pulled the quilt over, patted the ashes on her hands, and said softly: "You can rest for a while, and when the chicken soup is ready, my sister will bring it to you!" ”

After saying this, Qianniang left the door.

"Cold, I'm so cold!"

Wang Yi curled up in the quilt like a shrimp, holding his aching lower abdomen tightly with both hands. In a daze, she heard the woman talking to herself and leaving the room.

"No, if it goes on like this, I'll die," Wang Yi tried to open his eyes, sat up with all his strength, and carefully looked at everything around him.

What caught my eye was a dilapidated room, the walls were a little mottled, the window by the bed was pasted with leaky white paper, a simple table, a bed and a cabinet, and two familiar burdens on the cabinet.

It was so simple that she didn't even have some hot water, and the viscous under Wang Yiyi reminded herself that she needed help.

"Anyone? Sister, are you still there? ”

Called for a long time, but there was no response.

Wang Yi closed his eyes in despair, clearly feeling that his life was flowing out bit by bit.

"Am I going to die again? No, I don't! She opened her eyes suddenly, and her prayerful gaze was focused on the Buddha bead on her wrist:

"Bodhisattva, please save me, even if you give me a bowl of hot water and a bowl of rice!"

Before the words fell, the scene changed instantly, Wang Yi's body did not move, but he came to a strange place strangely.

"What is this?"

Wang Yi looked at the small courtyard in front of him a little dumbfounded, hey, why is it so familiar, it seems that he has seen it somewhere.

But it didn't matter, the important thing was that she actually found a spring on the side of the yard.

Wang Yi had completely lost the ability to think at this moment, and she moved her steps indifferently and came to the spring. Bent down, carefully insert your hands into the water and try it, huh, warm? Is it a hot spring?

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