After watching the execution, Wu Xing and Mr. went back to have lunch, probably to take care of Wu Xing's feelings, the dishes were very vegetarian, a dish of shallots mixed with tofu, a dish of stewed silver sprouts, all of which were extremely light in taste, no meat, but Wu Xing didn't care, if it was possible, it was better to eat meat.

The gentleman seemed to be very satisfied with the way her appetite was still after watching the execution, and looked at her eyes with a sense of approval, and said, "Eat more, and teach you something else in the afternoon." ”

Wu Xing seems to have understood what kind of person Mr. wants her to be, as long as she is not a pet, she doesn't care about anything else, what Mr. wants her to do, she will listen to what Mr. does.

In the afternoon, I learned another set of boxing techniques, Wu Xing still learned it quickly without any pressure, and after the husband told her to practice well, she went to deal with the teaching affairs and did not take her with her.

Wu Xing practiced diligently for an hour, and in the slightly cold weather of early autumn, the underwear on her back was already wet with sweat, and the wind blew, making her heart cold.

She shuddered.

Wu Xing didn't want to get sick, she remembered that when she was sick when she was a child, she had a burning headache, but she was unusually awake, that feeling was extremely uncomfortable, and after thinking about it, Mr. was not there anyway, so it was better to go to Sister Xiaoman.

Sister Xiaoman said that because her husband took care of her, Sister Xiaoman, who was good friends with her, was also stained, and she didn't have to do some hard work, she only needed to help cook in the kitchen every day, which was a decent job in the servants, and when she wasn't busy with food, she could still do her own thing.

Just had lunch, Sister Xiaoman should be resting now, Wu Xing remembered that Sister Xiaoman said that she didn't have to wash the dishes.

The underwear was wet and sticky to his body, which was quite uncomfortable, and Wu Xing quickened his pace, and the short distance would soon be there.

When he arrived at the place where the servants were sleeping and resting, Xiao Man was really there, as if he was waiting for her, and he laughed when he saw her, "Ah Wu is back." ”

Wu Xing walked over and threw herself into Xiao Man's arms, rubbed it twice, she could feel that Sister Xiao Man seemed to like her to be so coquettish.

Xiao Man was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face softened a lot, "What did Ah Wu do at Mr.'s place, why didn't he come back overnight?"

"My husband gave me a new name, Wu Xing, and said that he would teach me to read and practice martial arts. Wu Xing said.

"Literacy and martial arts...... Okay, our Ah Wu has to have a big future, but we have to learn hard from Mr.!" Xiao Man was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

Wu Xing didn't miss the trance look that flashed on her face, Sister Xiaoman probably thought of the time she spent with her family when she was a child, Wu Xing couldn't help but comfort her a little, she wrapped her hands around Xiaoman's waist and hugged her tightly, "Then when I come out, let Sister Xiaoman enjoy happiness." ”

"Okay. Xiao Man replied, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said to her with great interest, "By the way, I found a hawthorn tree in a courtyard a few days ago, do you want to eat hawthorn?

Wu Xing doesn't like to eat hawthorn, she remembers that there used to be several wild hawthorn trees on the small hillside in the village, and the hawthorn fruit on the tree was very sour, sour and small, the more she ate, the more hungry she became, but Sister Xiaoman wanted to eat it, and she hadn't felt hungry for a long time, so she agreed, "Okay." ”

Xiaoman pulled her to walk a long way, and came to a courtyard, with three words of arrogance and arbitrariness written on the lacquered gold plaque, Wutong Garden.

This word looks a little familiar, but I don't know where it is familiar.

Wu Xing wanted to step forward and push the door open, but was pulled back by Xiao Man, and she looked at Xiao Man with some puzzlement.

"You stupid girl, we are here to secretly pick hawthorns, how can we go to the front door?"

Wu Xing looked at the tall bluestone courtyard wall suspiciously, and then looked at the size of himself and Sister Xiaoman, I am afraid that I can't reach the wall when folded. "If you don't go through the door, where else can you go?"

Xiao Man smiled mysteriously, a little proud, "The mountain people have their own tricks, come with me, let's get into the hole." ”

The two sneaked around to the back of the courtyard, it seems that there are few people passing by, there are lush weeds growing under the bluestone wall behind the courtyard, they are almost half a person tall as Wu Xing, Xiaoman groped in the grass for a while, and suddenly greeted her in surprise, "Come on!

Wu Xing hurriedly leaned over, the two squatted in the grass, looking at a small dog hole by the wall, Wu Xing frowned and stretched out his hand to compare, barely able to let himself get through, but he got through by himself, what should Sister Xiaoman do?

"You go in and take a look, I think it's a little to the right of this wall, the tree is not big, you look carefully, I'll wait for you outside." ”

Okay, Wu Xing resigned herself to lying on the ground and got through the hole a little bit, the tip of her nose was full of the dampness of the earth and the smell of grass, patted the soil and grass clippings on her body, she looked left and right to find the hawthorn tree that Sister Xiaoman said, looked around, but didn't find it, so she walked to the right along the root of the wall, and after walking a few steps, Wu Xing saw clusters of dwarf trees, dotted with pink fruits.

Wu Xing picked one and smelled it, a little disappointed, this is not a hawthorn tree, but another fruit tree that is very similar to the hawthorn tree, called rags, a little shorter than the hawthorn tree, the size and shape of the fruit are similar to the hawthorn, but the color is different, the hawthorn is the color of red, and the rag is pink, and the taste is bitter and astringent, can not be eaten, but it is very good-looking, and it is also durable and good-looking, many people will use it to watch.

Maybe Sister Xiaoman was wrong.

But you can't go back empty-handed, although the rags can't be eaten, but they are very beautiful, fold a few branches and give them to Sister Xiaoman.

Grabbing a few carefully selected best-looking rags, Wu Xing climbed out of the dog hole again, "Sister Xiaoman, there are no hawthorns in it, only a few rags, I brought you a few, but this one can't be eaten, it's bitter and astringent, and it's not delicious." ”

Xiao Man frowned, hung his head and said, "I actually saw it wrong, hey! You have worked hard to drill this trip, are there other fruit trees in it?"

"No, there were only a dozen unfruitful eucalyptus trees, and these clusters of rags, and then there was a white lime wall higher than this one, and there was no edge to be seen. Wu Xing replied, it was the first time she had seen such a courtyard, some like the Gaomen compound she had heard others say, and it was inhabited by women who were resentful of the words in the book, mean young grandmothers, and delicate rich and noble ladies.

Before she was sold by her father, she thought she was going to wash her feet on her knees for the mean young grandmother in the notebook.

"The courtyard is a small courtyard, there are two gates, this should be the residence of the lady of the adult's family. Xiaoman said regretfully, "That's it, it's just that there is really fruit, and if it is in someone's yard, it must have been picked by others, and we can't find it." ”

Wu Xing nodded, and raised the rag in his hand, "It's okay, although you can't eat it, but it's beautiful, let's go back and find a bottle to insert these sticks." ”

Xiao Manwaner, "Okay." After a pause, he said, "I have an errand to buy, I can go to the town below the mountain every half month, and when I go in a few days, I will buy you rock sugar gourds and come back." ”

Wu Xing hadn't eaten the rock sugar gourd yet, she remembered the rock sugar gourd she had seen on the street before, the red hawthorn was worn on a bamboo skewer, and the outside was wrapped in a layer of boiled yellow rock sugar.

It should be delicious, Wu Xing licked his lips.