Yang Twenty was not actually mute with this kind girl, and she was as big as him, and she sat quietly for about a stick of incense.

The door was pushed open, breaking the quiet atmosphere, and it was the man who came in to deliver the meal.

When the servant came in, he first looked at the young man who was half-lying there covered in blood.

A familiar look.

When this kid first came, he was beaten like this by the chief steward in their eyes, and he was lying here, but this time he looked more serious than last time.

The servant sighed, he didn't listen to the old man's words and suffered a loss in front of him, he still vaguely remembered that he reminded this kid last time that he would be beaten if he was not honest.

Sure enough, this kid is really not an honest person.

Then the servant grinned, and seemed to smile a little, and wanted to remind this dishonest fellow like last time, but he didn't speak, because he thought to himself, "This kid was beaten again this time, could it be his own crow's mouth last time?"

At the same time, he also saw that the girl who had basically been sitting in the corner actually ran over and sat with this kid, which was somewhat surprising.

This food delivery man, in fact, is also a kitchen handyman, he doesn't know the reason why Yang Twenty was beaten again this time, in the eyes of these people in the backyard, the turtle prince is the high-ranking lord, who dares not to laugh and please when he sees the chief manager? Who is not Feng Ruo Gui for his orders!

Do you dare to listen or not? Yang Twenty's miserable end at this time is a living example.

So today, he could only follow the order of the turtle father, and sent a bowl of rice and a pair of chopsticks, obviously to really starve this little rabbit cub who was actually quite sloppy for three days to give a long memory.

The servant looked at the corner of the wall where he had to walk several times a day, hesitated, and put the dishes and chopsticks on the ground in front of the boy and the girl at the moment, and then turned to leave, and said by the way, "Have a snack." ”

Yang Twenty had been busy for most of the day, and he was actually a little hungry for a long time, but at this time, he just glanced at the dishes and chopsticks on the ground, and then closed his eyes and lay down.

He didn't say a word when he was beaten twice, what if he didn't give him food, he still had this backbone!

The young man closed his eyes and stared, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.

As a result, the girl next to her gently pulled the corner of her clothes and said, "You eat first." ”

The young man didn't open his eyes, and responded lightly: "I'm not hungry, you can eat." ”

Then, his belly, which was really not angry at all, actually grunted when he wanted to die......

instantly exposed the lie that the boy was "not hungry".

Yang Twenty was lying there, his face flushed slightly, and he scolded secretly in his heart: "You have an uncompetitive belly, why do you have no backbone at all, it's really embarrassing." ”

"Gollum, Gollum......"

Yang Twenty's face was blue, and he really wanted to stab it!

The girl held back a smile, pulled Yang Twenty's arm again, and said, "You are so seriously injured, how can you be good if you don't eat, how can you have the strength to take me to escape." ”

Yang Twenty was still indifferent, so he planned to break his stomach and fall.

The girl was a little angry, and said angrily: "If you don't eat it, I won't eat it either, wait for the person to come and take it away immediately." ”

Although she said this, the girl had been gently tugging at the boy's sleeve.

Yang Twenty finally opened his eyes, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Then let's two and a half." ”

The girl rolled her eyes and smiled and hummed, and said, "You eat fast, you eat first." ”

Yang Twenty is also a bold child, and he didn't shirk it again this time.

The girl helped him to get up, and the boy was about to raise his hand to get the dishes and chopsticks, but with an oops, his hand was bleeding again.

At that time, he was holding his head with both hands, and both arms were beaten by the turtle Gong, and it should be said that it was very difficult to pick up the dishes and chopsticks to eat at this time.

The girl hurriedly picked up the dishes and chopsticks on the ground, paused, and said softly: "I'll feed you." ”

So, a very warm scene happened in this firewood room, a girl with a natural beauty and a beautiful face began to eat with a boy covered in bruises one bite at a time.

Even Yang Twenty, who was beaten twice by the turtle father, gradually covered his eyes with a layer of mist, from childhood to adulthood, except for his mother who fed him very early, the girl in front of him was the first outsider to be so considerate to him.

No matter what the reason is, in short, Yang Twenty's heart is very warm at this moment.

In fact, the food delivery servant who did not really leave after going out sighed softly and turned around and left slowly after seeing the scene in the house through the gap in the window at this time.

Yang Twenty kept staring at the bowl, and when he was halfway through eating, he said that he would not take another bite, and Ning Baixue had to finish the remaining half bowl of food.

This time the servant seemed to be a little late, and after entering the door, he looked at the two of them with a smile and didn't say much, just nodded to Yang Twenty, who was also looking at him, put away the dishes and chopsticks and walked out.

In the past three days, in the firewood room in the backyard of Fengyue Building, the scene of Ning Baixue feeding Yang Twenty has been happening, and the servants who deliver the meals are not as punctual as before, and they will be a little late every time, intentionally or unintentionally, to take away the dishes and chopsticks.

On the fourth day, he finally delivered two meals, and Yang Twenty's wound healing speed was even amazed by the food delivery man, although he still had scars on his body, he was already moving freely and began to eat by himself.

In this way, another half a month passed, and Yang Twenty was almost as good as ever.

At this time, it was already winter, the weather became cold, one morning, probably remembering that there was such an existence as Yang Twenty, the turtle man swaggered to the firewood room, looking at the young man who had reborn the dragon, his face was full of surprise, and said: "Good boy, you are good and fast, it seems that Lao Tzu beat you not hard enough, next time if you dare to make trouble, see if Lao Tzu does not directly break your dog's legs." ”

Then the boy continued to pay off his debts by washing dishes and sweeping the floor, carrying water and chores, and the daily tasks were more difficult than before.

But the good thing is that the turtle seemed to be in a good mood that day, and changed him into a clean shirt, and threw away the blood-stained tattered clothes that had been whipped before.

Yang Twenty had a flexible brain, but there were many philistine rules, and no one had ever taught him before.

After another period of time, the young man gradually figured out the way to survive here, not only to work diligently, but also to learn from the people in the backyard, every time he saw the big and small stewards, he had to nod his head and bow his waist, even if he couldn't really slap the horse, at least he had to greet him with a smile, so that he could eat in advance every day.

At least in this semi-enclosed courtyard, he had to.

The boy also carefully checked the terrain here, not only the building in the front yard is very tall, but even the surrounding walls in the backyard are more than twice as high as him, it seems that there is no hope of escaping over the wall, but the gate of the backyard is closed all day, and the key to unlocking the lock has been carried by the backyard steward, and it is only opened twice a day in the morning and evening, once in the morning someone brings the daily needs of chicken, duck and fish, and some seasonal vegetables, and then it will be opened again in the evening when the garbage is cleaned up.

It seems that if you want to escape, you can only take these two points in time, and he told Ning Baixue, who only stayed in the firewood room in a daze every day, about these situations, and the latter just said that everything was up to him, Yang Twenty.

Yang Twenty also slowly became smarter, and now when he finishes the work at hand, he can already sneak into the kitchen for a walk, and sometimes he can secretly nibble on beef while people are not paying attention, which can be regarded as a little bitterness and pleasure that he is now talking about better than nothing.

Of course, the beef is really fragrant.

It turns out that these handymen in the backyard are basically small people in Hanzhou City, who work here for a long time, and can receive a salary of a penny every month, which may not even be a dime a dozen for the wealthy Fengyuelou, but for these low-born small citizens, it is a lot of income, at least for the monthly expenses of these ordinary people, it is more than enough, and there can be a lot of surplus accumulation all year round.

Being born in this peaceful and prosperous world and living in peace is already lucky and happy for them.

The servant man who brought food to Yang Twenty every day, named Wang Daren, was in an alley not far from here, and every once in a while he had to go back to see the two children in the family who were said to be about the same size as Yang Twenty, Yang Twenty was now the most familiar with him, and he could often say two sentences.

The young man felt that this Uncle Wang was a good person, and at least he was willing to take the initiative to talk to him.

The weather is getting colder and colder day by day, and the miscellaneous servants in the courtyard have all put on cotton jackets, only he and Ning Baixue are still thinly clothed, and they are fine during the day, but they are cold at night and difficult to sleep, and it is more difficult to stay up every night, so they have to keep each other warm every night with their backs to each other.

One night, in the middle of the night, Ning Baixue began to tremble, Yang Twenty felt that she should be infected with the wind cold, and touched her forehead, which was indeed much hotter than his own.

Uncle Wang, the only one who can speak, went back to his house tonight to visit his wife and children.

So he went to the yard, fetched a bucket of water, wet a towel and put it on Ning Baixue's forehead, these are all when he was a teenager with a fever, his mother took care of him like this, and then wrote it down, but the girl's lips were purple and still not getting better.

Originally, the boy wanted to warm Ning Baixue's body like his mother hugged him when he had a fever when he was a child, but after thinking about it, the master once said that men and women don't kiss, but he still dispelled the idea, and in the end there was really no way, Yang Twenty had to take off his clothes, cover Ning Baixue's body, and cover some hay, although it was still thin and difficult to hide the cold, but the girl finally got a little better.

But the young man himself was miserable, he was shirtless all night, constantly circling in the firewood room, and from time to time he could hear Ning Baixue muttering in his dreams, as if he was saying something like not to kill her mother, Yang Twenty who listened to it was also sour in his heart, it turned out that this girl was the same as himself, and he was even more determined to escape from here with her.

At the same time, Yang Twenty also found a strange phenomenon, that is, the building in the front yard was brightly lit all night, and his ears were very sensitive, and sometimes he could hear a strange cry coming from the building, which made him puzzled, don't these people sleep at night?

When the sky was just dawning, the backyard gate was opened, and the person who should have delivered the food and meat came again.

It didn't take long for the door of the firewood room to squeak open, and Yang Twenty looked at it intently, it turned out to be Uncle Wang, and he was still holding a package in his hand.

As soon as Wang Daren entered the door, he saw Yang Twenty standing shirtless beside the girl in the room, and the man tilted his head with a puzzled face, and carefully looked up and down the shirtless boy with a strange smile.

Yang Twenty was also uncomfortable by the man's unusual gaze, and hurriedly explained: "Uncle Wang, she was infected with the wind cold, so I took off my clothes and covered her body. ”

The man walked over at this time, reached out and touched the girl's forehead, it was indeed a little hot, he said: "A little wind and cold, it doesn't matter." ”

Yang Twenty breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the man threw the package in his hand to the young man and said, "These two padded jackets, you put them on, and it will not be cold in the future." ”

Yang Twenty took the package and said excitedly, "Thank you, Uncle Wang." ”

Ning Baixue, who had been sleeping very shallowly, was also woken up by the words of the two at this time, she first looked at the shirtless boy suspiciously, and then found that she was covered with a layer of clothes, and then she suddenly understood, but there were outsiders present, and she never spoke.

Wang Daren looked at the two children who were acting with him a little, smiled and said, "I know you are not dumb, it was you who contracted the wind and cold last night, and this kid put his clothes on you." After a pause, he continued: "In the future...... If you can get out of here in the future, you must ......."

The man didn't know what to say next, so he stopped abruptly.

Maybe he also understands that the chances of these two children being able to leave here are really slim, so slim that there is almost no chance.

Thinking about the backer of this Fengyue Tower, the man shook his head invisibly, this boy may still have a glimmer of hope to be able to leave in the future, but this girl, since the day she was sent here, her tragic fate has been doomed.

Life is full of variety, and it is not up to oneself.