Ding Xuewei is an ignorant girl who runs away from home without fair treatment, and she has never seen a frog at the bottom of a well with a sky bigger than the frame of the well.

Naturally, there can be no eloquence that can speak well, and the heart is at ease with what happens.

After the mother-in-law left, she carefully and cautiously rubbed to the side of the small bed, and rubbed the clean, thick and dry bedding on the small bed vaguely and joyfully.

The climate in Yamashiro is completely different from that of Toyojo, it starts to get cold in October, and it snows half the time from December to January.

Now, at the end of early November, it's cold, it's already cold, but the snow is gone. This kind of damp and cold, unbearable damp and cold that makes you feel bone pain when you don't see the sun, is similar to the jade season in Fengcheng Mansion, and it is very testing.

In such climates, a thick, dry quilt is crucial.

A child who is not treated by his family and has reached the point of having the courage to run away from home will most likely not have any good cotton to cover up.

Seeing the cover that can make you sleep well all night, not to mention being careful, even if you are excited and crying, you should be excited.

"In this house, they promised to give me a place to live alone, that bed, you can sleep, but when you move out, you must clean my bedding."

When Ding Xuewei thought that she would not be ignored, the girl who embroidered herself spoke up.

Compared with the attitude towards the housekeeper's mother-in-law, he treated Ding Xuewei a lot worse.

Ding Xuewei's inadvertently revealed joy was stunned for a moment, but soon, she shook off her senses.

"You... Target? ”

The girl was silent, not thinking of solving her doubts, nor did she have the slightest idea of saying that the village was good.

“··· I know. ”

After waiting for a long time, Ding Xuewei, who didn't even give a disdainful look, could only answer.

She had the heart to listen to what the girl had to say, but unfortunately, people ignored her thoughts, and after a nervous performance, she took off her shoes and socks and went to bed.

"Go wash up."

The girl seemed to be unbearable, and the words that came out of her mouth were a little disgusting and had an undeniable strength.

Ding Xuewei's shoulders shook.

Very aggrieved, she pulled her shoes and walked to the basin shelf in the corner.

The basin is a wooden basin with a bucket full of water next to the shelf.

"That's mine." The girl made a statement.

However, when Ding Xuewei entered the door, she raised her head and glanced at her lightly, and her gaze fell on her face.

Let you wash up, but you have to figure it out yourself.

My stuff, you can't move.

For a captive, this unfriendliness is very irritating.

At this time, Ding Xuewei should cry.

Unfortunately, she couldn't cry.

Standing deliberately stiff for a while, she tugged at her sleeves and asked.

"Can you can't..."

"I can't borrow you, I don't like other people's touching my things, toiletries, combs and clothes."

The girl predicted what Ding Xuewei would say, and ruthlessly and directly cut off her possible thoughts from the root.

Ding Xuewei's originally evasive gaze was fixed, opposite the girl's resolute gaze.

In the end, because of the undisguised disgust and timidity in those eyes, he turned around and walked out of the small room.

This small room is at the end of the wing, next to the entrance and exit.

Due to the entrance and exit, this room is relatively narrow.

According to the housekeeper, the other rooms were full, but this one had a bed.

Whether the other rooms are empty or not, and whether the bedding in them can be used by newcomers like her, Ding Xuewei doesn't know.

At this time, many doors were closed, and it was rare to see that the doors were still open, but it was dark inside.

The door that had just been entered had been locked, and the room of the housekeeper on the other side of the gate was also dim.

"What's wrong?"

The already dim light in the room was affected, and the mother-in-law, who was soaking her feet, raised her head sharply.

In the shadows, she saw the little girl standing at the door with a smile.

"Not used to it?" She smiled.

In order to establish a fuller character, Ding Xuewei twisted and pinched, looking like a little family who had something to say but didn't dare to say.

After all, she is from a nearby village, and her accent must not be from Fengcheng Mansion!

There is no doubt that I can only move out of the character who has never seen the world.

"You're going to borrow water?"

The mother-in-law reacted immediately.

looked at her eyes more and more profound: "Come in, come in, wash up directly at the old woman's place, let me tell you, Miss Qing is a young lady from the official family, and she is exquisite." ”

Ding Xuewei's eyes were shining, and she didn't need to open her mouth to express the surprise in her heart.

"Although she is a young lady from an official family, she is not from a big official family." The mother-in-law lowered her voice: "Although she has a skill, she has a father who is not a thing, and last year, she was married to a sixty-year-old rich businessman..."

The father didn't care about the happiness of his daughter, and the rich businessman wanted to please the owner of the village, and in the end, the Qing girl fell into the village.

She felt that she had been despised and touched the pillar on the day she arrived at the stockade, and if she hadn't found it in time, the grass on the grave would have been one person taller.

They Tong'an Village, Zhaiism Bo Yuntian, arrogant and dry, feel that the girl is unwilling to do not force it, and the girl, in order to show their usefulness, with a hand of embroidery in exchange for the power of living in Tong'an Village.

"We women, it is not easy to survive in this world, if the mother's family is kind, the mother-in-law's bullying can still have room for maneuver, if you don't like us, go out, let alone turn back, even if you die in another family, they may not be able to take a look more." The oil lamp, which she had not intended to light, was picked up, and after a while, she went to the side and borrowed the fire and came back.

In the faint light of the oil lamp, the narrow room can be seen unobstructed.

The narrow bed, the same as the little bed that had been pointed out to her, the old chest of drawers and wardrobes, and a shelf in the place of the bed, on which were placed a pair of buckets, and the old lady's old face towel and comb hung from it.

Next to the door, there was a small square table with some bottles and cans on the table, and two stoves, one large and one small, were placed under the table.

The mother-in-law poured water, and made another basin and sent it to Ding Xuewei.

Only then did he continue with the previous words: "Miss Qing is not good, let alone born in ordinary people." ”

"Let me tell you, the old woman I have seen the most in my life is the poor person who was bullied to death by her in-laws, and ordinary people are not good to their daughters-in-law."

"Although we live in the village, but our Tong'an Village is different from other villages, the men in our village can not treat their daughters-in-law, mother-in-law does not bully people, look back and see more, you can understand the good of our village, we, who is the same, girls or boys, in our village are the same people, there is no wronged..."

Let's go it, the mother-in-law is surrounded by our village, which is the only place in the sky and the earth that can make you feel the central idea of a good life.

The young man who brought Ding Xuewei into the village before made a lot of remarks about the benefits of the village, and then at the gate of this courtyard, this woman boasted again.

She really didn't have any interest in listening to this.

I didn't dare to soak in the cold water, so I looked up and asked after washing my feet quickly.

“？”

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