Chapter Seventy-Three: The Little Slave

Li Hao's side, naturally, didn't expect that he would accept some gifts, so he sold himself, he put the space spirit ring on his finger, got into the carriage, and galloped all the way to the family.

When Li Hao arrived at home, it was getting late, and after seeing his mother, he also walked to his room.

He hadn't walked into his room yet, but he saw that the light in the next room was on, that was where Jun Xiaonu lived, originally according to the regulations, when the master was sleeping, the personal maid should wait in the room and be ready to serve at any time, but Li Hao was not so frustrated, and couldn't bear to watch this little Lori accompany him in the middle of the night with dark eyes, so he made up a room next door so that she could stay.

Although the little slave is young, he is very well-behaved, and his hands and feet are also neat, and the entire courtyard is cleaned up in a few days, and even the Lin family loves this well-behaved little girl very much.

At this moment, the lights in the room flickered, and she faintly heard the voice of herself talking to herself.

His eyelids jumped, Li Hao was puzzled, and quietly looked in through the crack in the door.

I saw little Lori sitting on a stool, holding her cheeks with her little hands, and on the table in front of her, there was a small wood carving, which was very cute, and it was herself.

One person and one sculpture, all staring at each other blankly, staring at each other with big eyes.

"Little slave, why don't you say that Gongzi hasn't come back, he won't have an accident, right?" said the little slave stupidly to the wood carver.

However, the wood carver obviously couldn't answer, so she had to ask herself.

"The eldest lady bought the little slave and gave the little slave to the childe, but if something happens to the child, what should the little slave do? The little slave doesn't want to be sold to those old men anymore. ”

Although the little slave has been with the son for a short time, he can feel that he and the eldest lady are good people, and looking at the little slave is like looking at his own sister. ”

"However, my mother said again, men in this world are not good things, Childe is a man, but he also seems to be a good person?"

"Little slave, do you say that the little slave should believe his mother's words or believe his son?"

Little Lori muttered a lot of words there, pouting her little mouth, her face was flushed, and she couldn't help but want to pinch it.

"This little girl ......" Li Hao listened outside the door, a touch of pity flashed in his heart, he smiled helplessly, and then gently pushed the door open.

"Childe......" As soon as he heard the sound of pushing the door, the little slave stood up in fright, and when he saw that it was Li Hao, his face was happy, but he soon seemed to think of something, stood there at a loss, bowed his head and said, "Childe, are you back?"

"Little slave, what are you thinking?" Li Hao moved a stool to sit next to him and asked softly.

This little Lori is really pleasing to everyone, not to mention that it was sent by Li Pingmei, Li Hao couldn't help but care about her when he saw that she was full of worries.

The little slave was thinking, in a few days it will be the Golden Autumn Festival. The little slave's eyes were a little weak, and he whispered: "I remember that three years ago, during the Golden Autumn Festival, the little slave was only ten years old, and he was with his father and mother, and he was very happy at that time...... Very happy...... But ......"

Two clicks, two tears rolled down from those big eyes, and the rest of the words could not be continued.

Li Hao also understood that selling as a maid at such a young age must have happened to the family, and it was likely that his parents were gone, so he felt even more pity in his heart, sighed lightly, stretched out his hand to stroke her head, but did not speak.

And when he heard the Golden Autumn Festival and calculated the date, Li Hao woke up and realized that it was going to be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, he still remembered that he and Yan'er secretly went to the roof of the dormitory to put Kong Ming lanterns on the roof of the dormitory during the last Golden Autumn Festival.

"Well, I don't know how she's doing now, and I don't know when her original wish will come true. Thinking of the lifelong prayer, Li Hao's smile was a little sour, three months have passed, not only has he not saved any points, but he owes a lot.

The little slave felt Li Hao gently touching his head, very gentle, and felt a burst of warmth and kindness in his heart, just like a little sister who had left home and met her brother.

She suddenly felt that this man, who had only been with her for a few days, seemed to have become her closest person, and she couldn't help but lean her little body towards Li Hao, feeling the warmth of the other party's body, and suddenly feeling that the night breeze outside the window was not so cold.

Li Hao couldn't feel the foaming feelings of this little girl, and he didn't want her to be too sad, so he picked up the little wood carver, laughed, and deliberately asked, "Little slave, who is this wood carver?"

"It's a little slave. After all, the little slave is still a child, and when it comes to fun things, the sorrow on his face is much less, and the wood carver holding it said sweetly: "This is given to the little slave by the eldest lady." ”

"Oh?" Li Hao was slightly stunned.

"When the eldest lady just returned to the family, the little slave and several other sisters were bought to serve the eldest lady, and the eldest lady took pity on the little slave for her young age, so let the little slave stay by her side and do some fine work. ”

The little slave tilted his head and continued: "Several times, the little slave secretly saw the eldest lady sitting by the window, holding a beautiful wood carving and shedding tears, and then one day, the little slave finally mustered up the courage to go up and comfort the eldest lady, but the little slave was useless, and when he saw the eldest lady, he didn't know what to say. ”

Speaking of this, the little slave's expression was a little gloomy, obviously at such a young age, where did she understand Li Pingmei's thoughts, and where did she know how to comfort others?

The little slave blamed himself there, Li Hao's heart trembled when he heard this, and he unconsciously felt a strong sourness, and in an instant, the woman who was as white as Tang seemed to be standing in front of him like this, and her face was always so tranquil with a smile, but who knows how much bitterness and tears were hidden behind that smile.

Li Hao suddenly hated his former self, and hated that he had taken the other party's concern for granted so heartlessly before.

"What happened later?" Li Hao suppressed the sourness in his heart and asked with a smile.

The little slave didn't notice his abnormality, with a lovely smile on his face: "Later, the eldest lady saw that the little slave liked wood carvers very much, so she specially asked someone to carve the little slave for the little slave." ”

"Well, this is a gift from the eldest lady, you have to keep it, don't lose it. Hearing this, Li Hao also smiled.

"Well, the little slave will take good care of it. The little slave solemnly bowed his head and held the woodcarver tightly in his arms.

Li Hao felt uncomfortable, and he didn't want to stay longer, so he rubbed the little slave's little head, and said in a slightly doting tone: "It's also late now, little slave, go to bed early, son, I'm leaving." ”

As he spoke, he hesitated for a moment, picked up the little slave with one hand, carried the little Lori to the bed, and carefully covered her with a quilt.

"Childe is gone, you go to sleep obediently. Li Hao said softly, then blew the light and turned around and ran out of the room.

Looking at Li Hao's back, the little slave curled up in the quilt like a mermaid, only revealing her small head, under the moonlight, her little face was red and fluttering, and her eyes were blurry and turned out to be a little charming.

She held her cheeks in her small hands, and a sweet smile flowed from between her lips: "Brother Gongzi, the little slave likes you." ”

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