Lu Xiang and his entourage fought sexually, fists and flesh, and beat Meng Dongting to the point of fainting.

When he woke up and found it dark, he slowly groped with his hands, and realized that he had been carried to the firewood room where he lived at some point.

He was about to lift up, but as soon as he exerted a little force, he felt a splitting headache and a buzzing in his ears.

He was extremely indignant in his heart, and thought, "I never thought that there would be such a barbarian person in the world. The son of the Lu family is splendid, but what is the difference between his actions and the scoundrels in the market. Is human life like mustard in his eyes?"

Thinking of the suffering, I couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in my heart, and I lay down on the bed angrily.

After a while, the door of the firewood room suddenly opened, but it was Wu Gui who brought in medicine to clean Meng Dongting's wounds.

Meng Dongting trembled with his hands and tried his best to untie his clothes, and found that his whole body was covered with bruises and severe bruises.

Wu Gui saw it, and said angrily: "Xiao Meng, you are unlucky, you were beaten by this kind of son-in-law, and you want to report to the official for revenge, but his father is a local parent official, so he can't sue him!"

Immediately afterwards, he whispered: "The master has always liked you, if he knew about this, he might not protect the young master of the Lu family." If you tell him what you think, he'll make the decision for you!"

As he was talking, he suddenly heard a person behind him shouting: "Wugui, what are you farting here?"

Then a slap in the face is coming. Wu Gui covered his face in pain, but he didn't dare to say anything, it turned out that the housekeeper had arrived.

Wu Gui muttered in a low voice, "It's none of my business...... What kind of fuss am I messing with......"

The housekeeper's eyes widened, and he shouted, "Then you still say?"

Wu Gui was frightened by this, immediately stopped his mouth, and hurriedly got past the butler and escaped from the door.

The housekeeper drove Wu Gui away, took a red envelope from his arms and handed it to Meng Dongting, but there was a silver ticket of twenty taels of silver.

I saw the housekeeper laugh and said: "Xiao Meng, the eldest lady has not returned yet, but she knows about this matter, she is very concerned about your injury, and asks me to give you these twenty taels of silver, I hope you don't take this matter to heart." ”

Meng Dongting sneered: "What if I keep it in mind?"

The housekeeper was stunned and said, "It stands to reason that you are not wrong to hold a grudge." It's just that I advise you, you also know the relationship between Lu Gongzi and our family, and the eldest lady is even more kind to him, if you still want to stay in the martial arts family, you don't dare to go against the eldest lady!"

Meng Dongting smiled slightly and said, "After making trouble for a long time, the housekeeper turned out to be a lobbyist for the eldest lady! This errand is not easy to do." ”

Hearing his sarcastic words, the butler couldn't help but blush, and said, "It's good that you know." Now that the eldest lady is willing to lower her status and give you a subordinate to pay money, what is there to hold a grudge?"

Meng Dongting raised his eyes and glanced at the housekeeper's shrewd face, and said, "Butler, you are so good at doing things, the master will love you very much!"

The housekeeper heard that the sarcasm in Meng Dongting's mouth was getting stronger and stronger, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and said: "Xiao Meng, I think you are a smart person, so I told you so much, don't treat kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs." ”

Meng Dongting only felt bored, and said, "Forget it, I won't make it difficult for you." ”

As he spoke, he returned the twenty taels of silver tickets to the housekeeper, and said, "You return this money to the eldest lady and tell her that Meng Dongting has it." ”

The housekeeper knew that Meng Dongting's monthly salary was only seven yuan of silver, and he was unmoved when he put twenty taels in front of him, and said in his heart: "This person is really tough in his bones, no wonder the master likes him so much." ”

The butler thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll return the money to the eldest lady." You rest for a while, I'll let people help you with the work in the study first. But in his heart, he had already thought about taking the twenty taels of silver for himself.

Meng Dongting looked at the back of the housekeeper leaving, and suddenly felt pity for him in his heart, everyone who is a subordinate is like this, right?

Meng Dongting shuddered suddenly, and thought, "Isn't I just like him now, a subordinate who is insulted and beaten by others, and laughs and scolds behind his back?

He suddenly felt that something was choking his chest and he couldn't breathe, but suddenly thinking of Wu Fengzhao's kind smile, Meng Dongting couldn't help but feel sad.

It's not that he can't give up Wu Fengzhao's promise to promote him, nor is he reluctant to give up the comfortable and leisurely days of this Shangshu Mansion, he can't give up that family affection, which is the warmth he has not experienced since his parents left one after another.

But the vicious words of the people around him, the eldest lady's troubles everywhere, none of them made him feel good.

He decided to wait for Wu Fengzhao to return from Changzhou, so he resigned to him.

He was beaten so badly that he lay in bed for six or seven days before he could walk. Meng Dongting was injured, and the housekeeper didn't dare to ask him to go to work, so he only let him wander around every day.

But he said that Meng Dongting had nothing to do that day, so he walked up to Nanjing Street, and he asked for a bowl of hot tofu brain from a small vendor and sat on the side of the street to eat.

I saw that the streets of Nanjing were full of pedestrians, a prosperous scene, sitting on the side of the street and being sunburned, only to feel warm and comfortable.

Meng Dongting raised his head and squinted at the sun in the sky, and said in his heart: "Although such a good life is comfortable, it is not a long-term solution after all, what should I do for a living in the future?"

He saw that there were one or two fortune-telling stalls next to him, and the fortune teller looked leisurely and complacent, and thought: "Although most of these magicians are full of nonsense, they don't steal or rob, and they have read a lot of Taoist classics these days, so I might as well learn to tell fortunes for others in the future." ”

"It's hard to go back to your old job. Setting up a roadside stall to help people write a paper is also better than being a subordinate who is angry everywhere in someone's house. ”

Thinking of this, Meng Dongting couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart, what is the matter today, there are so many strange ideas.

He shook his head, and when he saw that he had eaten his tofu brain, he got up and met with the boss to transfer money, and he was going back to Shangshu Mansion.

But he heard someone behind him call him: "Little brother, go slowly, the old man has something to say to you!"