Volume 1 Bully Me, Insult Me, I Can't Bear Chapter 159 Comb and Woman (1)

Chapter 159: Combing and Female (1)

Mo Zi came back from looking at the terrain from the red pass, thinking about the places to be modified on the drawings, and accidentally collided with something. It's erect, it's angular and angular and it hurts with my toes and my knees hurt.

She snorted before stepping back, hearing someone say sorry repeatedly. When he looked up, he saw a woman in a cloth dress and a thorn skirt, bent her back in front of her, bowing her head in fear. It was the small cart that the woman was pushing that hit her.

There are two old shelves on the cart, and there are rouge gouache jewelry and the like on the shelves, which are not as good as the goods on the merchant's shoulder, most of them are old things, but they are better maintained.

"This uncle, the woman is clumsy, and the child cries endlessly, so she collides, please forgive me." seems to be a rough woman, but she speaks in a very polite manner.

"It doesn't matter." Mo Zi heard the woman call her uncle, so she hurriedly looked at the long gown on her body. The new clothes sewn by Green Chrysanthemum for her were cut with cool silk cloth in summer, and the branches and leaves of willow green were embroidered with the wind.

Green Ju said, it's not better to be outside than at home, people have to be dressed, and they have to be a little stylish.

It's really useful, and it's so scared that people treat her as an uncle.

"It's me thinking about things, I didn't look at the road, don't panic, auntie." She came out with a clean face today, because she planned to live in two points and one line between Hongyu Pass and Silent Knowledge, and she should not be able to meet acquaintances. Since it's a clean face, it doesn't look hideous.

When the woman talked about children, she looked at her twice, and sure enough, she saw that the woman was carrying a two- or three-year-old girl, who was no longer crying, and was gnawing her thumb, but she was tearful, and she was sobbing, and her snot hung on her mother's clothes.

The woman was relieved to see that she had met a reasonable man. When he straightened up and saw Mo Zijunxiu's quiet shirt, he thought that the other party was a scholar, so he was a little more relieved.

Mo Zi walked around and was about to leave, but the woman timidly stopped her.

Does the "childe" > have anything to look at, and buy one for his wife, "> is it?" "Women usually dare not invite customers, for fear of attracting ill-intentioned men. But the gentleman in front of him, who looks very upright, has been doing bleak business recently, and he can't sell half a piece in a day, and his daughter and her are not full, even the shadow of the food can't be seen. So, I hardened my head and asked.

Mo Zi was never interested in rouge gouache, and waved her hand at the moment, "Auntie, I haven't got married yet, so I don't need this." ”

The woman sighed, lowered her eyes, and said no more.

Mo Zicai turned around, and when she heard the girl crying again, she shouted for rice, and realized that the mother and daughter might be in a difficult situation. His heart softened and he turned back.

"Auntie, although I don't have a family, I can buy it for my sisters" >. "I'm just afraid that white lotus green chrysanthemum doesn't want such inferior goods," can I flip through it? ”

The woman's sallow face suddenly lit up, and the "childe" >, just flip it and look at it. Buy more, I'll make you cheaper. ”

Mo Zi smiled, and really looked down. She didn't expect to see good things at such a thrift stall, but she wasn't poor, and since it cost money, it was better to buy something useful than useless.

"Childe" > a native of Shangdu? "The woman didn't mean to pick up the goods, but she always had to chat a few words when selling the goods, otherwise how would she come back.

"No, I've only been here for less than two months." Mo Zi was dedicated to two purposes, picked up a box of Chenzhou rouge, smelled it in the woman's eyes full of anticipation, but put it down. "Auntie isn't local, is she? The few words "Shangdu is a rich city, so poor, most of them come from other places."

"The woman escaped from Yuling, separated from her husband and son on the way, and took her two-year-old daughter, and finally arrived in Shangdu to join her relatives. I am a woman's family, I am not familiar with the place, the government does not give the household capital, and the tax is also high. Now, the woman does not hope for anything else, but I hope that my father-in-law "> and eldest son are safe, and they can come to Shangdu to reunite with me and my daughter as soon as possible." As he spoke, sorrow came from his heart, and he wiped away his tears.

When Mo Zi heard that she was from Yuling, she didn't have the heart to pick up the goods, and gently flicked the goods in the small cabinet with her hand, and asked the woman, "Is Yuling really going to break the country?" ”

The woman nodded, and said indignantly, "On the day I left the royal city, when the Great Quest rode into my king's palace, my husband escaped from the palace and hurriedly took us away. On the way, all I heard was bad news. Our king died, the queen committed suicide, the only prince was captured, and the princesses and nobles became the wives and concubines of the barbarians, which is simply appalling. I heard from the families of the big officials who escaped that it was the ministers and thieves who collaborated with the enemy and treason in our Yuling country, so they asked for soldiers and horses to break through our Yuling naval army in one fell swoop, and then seized the royal city. Although the ministers and thieves have already killed him, it is too late. "She was not poor, and she had a dozen servants in her house, but now she had to endure hunger day after day.

Mo Zi admired this woman a little, in the past, there was nothing, so much encountered, and she could still start a small business to support herself and her daughter.

The feel has changed, it is a good wood, it is still cool and spreads on the fingertips in the summer, there is no half-minute burr or roughness, it is a gorgeous wood grain, so smooth, and there is the beauty of jade.

There is a unique tree in Yuling, which grows exclusively by the spring, and everyone calls it the spring tree. Spring trees are rare, this wood is the heart string wood of the spring tree, the tree is dry and the heart wood becomes jade, the more ancient the more red and clear, as gorgeous as the blood of the heart. If you are a little careless when taking wood, the heart wood will die, and the sections will turn into ashes. This heart wood is mostly tributed to the court, and various ornaments made of it are cherished by royal and noble women.

According to the books Mo Zi has read, the ornaments made of Izumi wood are often used as objects of affection between the royal nobles, not only because the process is really complex and precise, but also because of the meaning that the heart wood represents.

Her memories of the past are all lost, but she always knows the wood by touch. Now, what the fingertips of the palm probed was the spring heart wood.

Mo Zi lowered her eyes and removed the bargains, seeing a reddish comb lying there quietly.

In an instant, the sky fell apart in front of me, and someone sang in my heart-

"Comb and comb, I am pleased; Comb and comb with women, I love it; I comb with the woman, comb until the love is long; I comb with the woman, comb until the white head ......"

Don't sing, don't sing, Mo Zi's head suddenly hurt, like he was about to explode, holding his hands and squatting on the ground, his eyes couldn't see clearly.

Please, stop singing and she's going to die

Who is it? Who exactly?

Since Qiu Sanniang got married, she has not had a headache, and she thought that she would never be able to remember the past, so she calmly accepted such a possibility. Nothing bad. Every time she had a headache, it was as if her soul was going to be stripped away, and it frightened her. I always feel that the past will not be very pleasant. Those sporadic fragments, happy, only childhood, and then there is panic like a giant * tide, adult, gorgeous, but desolate.

When she met Daqiu Xiaohou and Miss Ye'er, she once had a terrifying feeling that her memories seemed to be about to emerge, and she was forced down by herself. However, she was powerless to suppress the shock of the comb of the spring wood.

In an instant, the heart was torn apart.

The first update of two thousand words.

The second one will be 2000 words, and my body is not yet fully well, but I am starting to pay off my debts.

Thank you for not urging me, don't you?

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