Chapter 270: Messy Silk
Looking for truth and knowing the truth, I didn't know what Chen Ying was talking about, and seeing that she seemed to be in a good mood at the moment, I couldn't help but smile with my lips curled.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the school gate, breaking the quiet campus morning.
"What's going on?" Xun Zhen was surprised, and looked forward with his neck led.
They were now walking on the verandah leading to the gate, but the sound came from outside the school gate, which was now half closed, and there was no room to see outside.
Chen Ying didn't speak, but her brows furrowed, and she quickened her pace and walked forward.
At this moment, she was extremely glad that when she was building the teaching building, she followed Pei Shu's suggestion, and only installed a window in the corridor on the outward side, but only one side of the classroom facing the playground had a window.
In this way, no matter how loud the disturbance outside the school is, it will not affect the students' classes, and today's scene is the best verification.
Thinking about it in his heart, Chen Ying had already strode to the school gate, and as he got closer to the school gate, the noise became clearer and clearer:
"Catch her!"
"Bring people back!"
"Help...... Uh-huh......"
The sounds were all from the woman's mouth, mixed with footsteps, dragging, and the sound of clothes rubbing, as if the crowd was divided into two sides and were scuffling with each other.
"Commander Ye, what's wrong?" Chen Ying's face was solemn, and he asked in a raised voice.
It's only been two days since it stopped, could it be that there is another opportunity to make trouble?
Ye Qing was standing by the door with his arms crossed, as if he was watching the movement outside, and his posture was extremely calm. Hearing this, she glanced back at Chen Ying, her expression did not fluctuate, and she said lightly: "It's okay." ”
After saying these two words, she gently pulled back with one arm, and without any effort, she opened the heavy iron door in half to allow Chen Ying's master and servant to pass through.
"Nothing to do here." Finally, with this phrase, Ye Qing retreated to the porch of the gatehouse, looking up at the sky, as if he had lost interest in people and things outside.
Chen Ying breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as they don't come to make trouble, the reputation of the girls' school must still be cherished.
Xunzhen stepped forward and grabbed Chen Ying's arm, the master and servant walked outside the door, raised their eyes, and saw that there were many people gathered not far in front of the school gate, among which a thin and thin woman, wearing a stone green muslin shirt with large sleeves, was whispering and scolding several rough envoys, with an extremely cold expression. Behind her, a little girl with a double hair was holding a plain oil umbrella for her, keeping the drizzle out of the umbrella.
The woman seemed to be very majestic, and the mother-in-law who was reprimanded by her were all right at the moment, while pulling the woman with her hair disheveled back.
It's just that the woman struggled very hard, and Lang Tingyu and the others were in front of her, although they had never unsheathed their swords, but this group of silent guards gave people a strong sense of oppression, and those mothers-in-law did not dare to kill in front of outsiders, and the scene was a little deadlocked.
Chen Ying's frowning eyebrows raised slightly, and her gaze turned to the woman who was suppressed.
During the struggle, the woman's sleeves had slipped off, revealing a small half of her arm, and even though it was covered with bruised handprints, her white and delicate skin could still be seen, her fingers were like onions, and her nails were round and shiny.
This woman should be not very old, and pampered, not an ordinary servant, and judging from the clothes on her body, it is not something that a maid and the like can wear.
A name that he had heard not long ago came to Chen Ying's mind.
She narrowed her eyes and looked up at the tall, lanky woman.
That group of people should be led by her, at this moment, she was turning around, a smile appeared on Bo Widow's face, and said to Lang Tingyu in a rather respectful tone: "I'm really sorry, I didn't keep people in prison for a while, and I disturbed all the military masters." ”
is a very authentic official language, and she is also very particular about the choice of words and sentences, and at a glance, she can see that Lang Tingyu is the leader of this group of guards, and this eyesight alone is quite good, and the style of a wealthy servant on her body is even more than that of ordinary people's wives.
In addition, although she was saying kind words in her mouth, her demeanor was calm and calm, and she was not intimidated by this group of guards with knives at all, and she seemed to be very bold.
Lang Tingyu often socializes with Pei Shu outside, and he can also see that this servant woman has some background, and she replied politely: "It's okay, this mother is invited." ”
The housekeeper's mother stood with a slight bow, always keeping her eyes downward, her eyes were not in direct contact with Lang Tingyu and the others, and this perspective also made her very clever to avoid Chen Ying's master and servant who walked out of the door, or rather, "coincidentally" did not see it.
Hearing this at this moment, the smile on the mother's lips deepened, and she lowered her head and said, "The military master is polite, and the slave will take people away." ”
After speaking, her face sank, and she turned around and waved her hand to the mother-in-law, and said in a cold voice: "Why don't you get people away?" Isn't it enough to be ashamed? ”
When the mother-in-law heard this, they all showed a look of horror, and they were busy pulling the girl back, but the girl struggled like crazy, although the mouth was stuffed with cloth, the sound of "hmm" was still heartbreaking, and it sounded a little terrible, and the mother-in-law was shocked by her appearance, and for a while she couldn't help her.
Seeing that the girl was so ignorant of current affairs, the aura on the housekeeper's mother became extremely gloomy, and she took two steps forward and raised a hand suddenly.
In her hand, I don't know when there was an extra bamboo stick, and the bamboo spoon glowed with a faint light under the rain, and there was a faint bit of blood.
It was the blood stain stained by the flesh when the palm of the mouth was opened countless times, and it had been washed inexhaustibly over the years, so that its color had turned from green to red.
Looking at the hand raised by the housekeeper's mother, Xunzhen and Zhishi closed their eyes almost at the same time, and even Lang Tingyu frowned.
This slap on the face, the girl's face must have opened flesh, and this scene is uncomfortable even if it is just imagined.
At this moment, as if sensing the attention of everyone around her, the body of the housekeeper's mother was straight, and the momentum on her body became more and more gloomy, as if she wanted to show her authority, and threw the bamboo batch downward......
"Wait!" A clean voice sounded suddenly, the housekeeper's mother froze, and the bamboo batch paused in mid-air.
"This mother, don't hit anyone." The voice continued, its voice calm, but its tone was extremely categorical, with an unquestionable force.
Facing away from the voice, a smile slowly appeared on the face of the housekeeper's mother.
It was a smile of disdain and contempt.
However, when she turned around, the smile on her face had already faded, and she squinted slightly, her gaze slightly raised, and with a gaze that was not offensive, but at the same time a little scrutinizing, she looked at the girl who stopped her voice without a trace.