There is a public bathhouse in this house for people to bathe, but she can't enter the women's bathhouse and dare not enter the men's bathhouse because of her embarrassing status. In addition, there is a wound on the back, and I am afraid that the wet water will become inflamed, so I can only occasionally carry a bucket to the well to scrub it when the night is quiet.

Xu Weiqiu can't remember how many days he hasn't been able to take a bath.

Although the water is second-hand, it still looks clear and clean. And I brought it over by myself, so it's a pity to dump it like this.

Xu Weiqiu knows very well that in this world where the dynasty is not like the previous life, everything should be done cautiously.

However, looking at the water in this tub, she only felt that her heart was itching.

After some psychological struggle, she walked to the door, poked her head out, and saw that there was no one around, quietly.

Then she closed the door, quickly loosened her clothes and climbed into the tub.

After the cool water soaked up her neck, she let out a long sigh of comfort. She didn't dare to be careless, and quickly washed herself inside and out.

On the wall hangs a bronze mirror, half a man high.

After taking a bath, she thought about making sure that the previous whiplash had left a scar, knowing that she had a scar constitution in her previous life.

Walking to the bronze mirror, turning his back to the bronze mirror, Xu Weiqiu was stunned.

But only a very shallow mark was left on the place where he was whipped, and yet, at the end of the mark, a brilliant mark appeared

…… A bright red manju sawa.

It was a pattern she knew all too well, but it was also something that shouldn't exist.

She loved graffiti since she was a child, and when she was a child, the walls of her home and the fields of the farm were her drawing paper. When other children play games with their mobile phones, she likes to use her mobile phones to watch all kinds of art teaching videos: sketches, gouaches, oil paintings, and Chinese paintings.

In the second year of junior high school, the same table stole one of her works and took it to participate in the youth art competition, and won the prize.

After she learned about it, she ran to the head teacher to complain without saying a word. In the face of her accusation, the same table flatly denied it, and the other party's parents also pointed at her nose and scolded her, saying that she was spewing blood, saying that she couldn't see others well, saying that she had a mother but not a mother, and scolded her for not having a tutor.

The head teacher knew that she was not lying, but for the sake of the honor of the school, she was quiet. Grandpa also advised her not to be willful, in the eyes of his old man, these are not much of a deal.

For this reason, she ran away from home in a fit of anger, who said that she Shen Qing has no mother to support, she has a father and a mother. However, when she came to a high-end residential area to find her mother with full of grievances, she was hit head-on.

The woman who gave birth to her told her very clearly that she had signed an agreement with her biological father, that she would only be responsible for her tuition, and that she would ignore the rest; After forcibly stuffing her with 1,000 yuan, he also warned her not to disturb her life again.

She remembered that she was so angry that she threw the 1,000 yuan at her door in anger.

She didn't go back to school, she went to a tattoo parlor to work for others, the owner of the museum was a graduate of the Academy of Fine Arts, and when he saw that she was very qualified, he accepted her as an apprentice.

This flower was tattooed during that period, and the master was reluctant to tattoo her at that time, saying that the state has regulations that cannot tattoo minors. She immediately retorted indignantly that the state also stipulates that minors cannot be hired to work.

In order to be able to tattoo her body, she tried her best to mix things up, and the other party couldn't stand her nonsense and finally agreed.

The pattern was designed by herself.

Some say it's the flower of lovesickness, while others say it represents desperate love.

However, for Shen Qing, it was a ruthless flower of darkness, a flower on the other side of hell...... Flowers and leaves never meet.

She insisted on tattooing it on her arm, tattooing the whole arm, a large piece.

The master was reluctant, saying that she only had this idea when she had the second middle school disease during the rebellious period, and sooner or later she would regret it.

The two men were at a stalemate, and the end result was that each took a step back, leaving behind a small flower tattooed on the unknown shoulder blade.

Master's craftsmanship is top-notch, and the tattoos are beautiful.

At that time, she was determined to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, and when she grew up, she would be an excellent tattoo artist like her master; For this reason, after being taken home by her grandfather, she would come to the museum every cold and summer to learn art from her master, until her grandfather fell ill in the second year of high school, and she changed her original intention.

Faced with the life and death of her loved ones, she feels that being a doctor is more meaningful than being a tattoo artist.

At that time, she was very grateful to her master for her persistence, otherwise, she would not have been able to go to medical university with a tattoo in the college entrance examination alone.

Fingers caressed the lifelike petals, Xu Weiqiu was stunned.

…… I can't imagine that this tattoo will follow her to this dynasty, why is this happening?

Obviously two different bodies, Xu Weiqiu and Shen Qing, except for their gender, their ages and names don't match, she can't figure out how she thinks.

There was a sound outside, Xu Weiqiu was startled, didn't dare to think about it anymore and hurriedly put on his clothes.

When he woke up the next morning and hurriedly freshened up, Xu Weiqiu walked to the main house with a basin of water.

There are not many servants here, each of them performing their own duties, but he is the only one who takes care of the living of the young man.

The door of the main house was closed, Zhao Yan didn't wake up, and she couldn't shout, so she could only wait outside with a basin of water.

When someone wakes up and hears a call, she can go in.

After waiting for Zhao Yankuan's clothes to wash, Xu Weiqiu came out with water, and saw the subordinate who was usually in charge of cleaning squatting in the yard, with a painful look on his face.

Xu Weiqiu put down the basin and stepped forward to ask, "Brother Chang Geng, what's wrong with you?" ”

"My stomach hurts."

"Does it hurt? Is it eating something unclean and eating bad stomach? ”

Chang Geng was in a cold sweat of pain: "Well, it's all my fault, the cook took a snack to feed the dog in the morning, and I saw that the custard was very good, so I begged for it." ”

When Xu Weiqiu heard this, he couldn't help frowning: "This egg-like thing is the most likely to spoil, and it can't be eaten after a day." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and helped the person up.

As soon as he straightened his waist, there was another cramp in his stomach, and Chang Geng held his abdomen: "Oh, no, I want to go to the thatched house." ”

"Then you can go quickly."

Chang Geng shook his head with a sad face, and said with a sad face: "I can't go, this yard hasn't been cleaned yet, and it will be troublesome if the master comes out and sees it in a while." ”

"What's the matter, I'll sweep it for you."

Hearing this, Chang Geng looked up at him, he was used to seeing indifference; I haven't had any contact with this person, and I didn't think that he was just going to help.

"Let's go."

"That'...... That's please. Unable to allow him to think too much, Chang Geng hurriedly held his belly and hurried away.

Xu Weiqiu picked up the broom, her hands and feet were neat, and she quickly swept the yard clean. After putting the washbasin away, she carried a large bucket of laundry to the well to wash.