Chapter Ninety-Two, White Oil-Paper Umbrella

"Madam, that boy has been following us, could he be a bad person?"

Walking in the rainy market, Xiao Cui glanced at Yang Tianye behind him and said quietly.

Hearing what she said, the woman in the white dress turned her head, glanced behind her, and said in a light tone: "Don't think nonsense, maybe it's the same way, let's go back quickly." ”

Although he said this, his pace quickened a little.

Behind them, Yang Tianye held a white oil-paper umbrella in his hand and quietly followed behind them.

In fact, he didn't understand why he wanted to follow them, but at the moment when he was on the small bridge, he felt very warm.

Not physically warm, but spiritually.

After ten years of wandering outside, suffering from wind and frost, for the first time, someone cares so much about themselves.

My heart throbbed.

After the woman in the white dress and Xiaocui went around the two alleys, they finally came to a large mansion, although the house was large, but it was very quiet in front of the vermilion gate. I saw a plaque hanging above the gate "White House"

"Squeak"

Cui opened the brass lock on the deadbolt and gently pushed the door open.

"Madam, let's go in!" Turning sideways, Xiao Cui looked at the woman in the white dress and said softly.

The woman in the white dress nodded her head, and then walked towards the house with lotus steps.

"Hey, what do you want to do?!"

As soon as he walked into the house, Xiao Cui's delicate voice came from behind him.

The woman in the white dress turned around and saw a cold young man in ragged clothes with a red stain on his chest, holding a spear in his hand and holding his own white oil-paper umbrella, standing quietly in front of his house.

The woman in the white dress frowned slightly, walked to the door, looked at Yang Tianye, and said softly: "This son, what is the matter with you?"

The young man himself had just met, and it was the man who was injured in the rain.

Maybe it was because he saw the man's embarrassed appearance in the rain, so he thought of his miserable life experience, so he kindly gave him an oil-paper umbrella, but he didn't expect that the man would follow him all the way to his door.

Yang Tianye stared at the woman in the white dress expressionlessly for a moment, and said lightly: "I don't have silver to stay."

"Hey, what do you mean! My wife kindly gave you an oil-paper umbrella, you have to inch in! You still want silver!" beside her, Xiao Cui was unhappy, her hands were on her waist, and she scolded coquettishly.

Now they are also worried about the money, racking their brains to figure out how to raise it! Now it is good that this stranger is too embarrassed to borrow money from them!

"Xiao Cui, stop it!" As soon as Xiao Cui finished speaking, the woman in the white dress frowned and reprimanded.

"Let's give this boy ten taels of silver first," the woman in the white dress sighed and whispered again.

Seeing that his wife's face was displeased, Xiao Cui pouted, took out ten taels of silver from his cuffs and handed it to Yang Tianye.

"Thank you!" Yang Tianye took the silver and said in a light tone.

Hearing this, the woman in the white dress shook her head and smiled: "Childe doesn't have to be polite, I have also experienced what happened to you, so I can help you; ”

The woman in the white dress seemed to have misunderstood, but she couldn't be blamed, because Yang Tianye's appearance at this time was no better than that of a beggar.

Nodding slightly, Yang Tianye glanced at her deeply, and without any explanation, he turned around and walked away

Late at night, the bright moon hangs high in the dark sky, surrounded by stars, which highlights the nobility of the bright moon.

In the backyard of Baifu, the wing room was pitch black, except for one room that was brightly lit.

The paper window was half-open, and a woman in a white dress sat at a table, writing with a pen by an oil lamp, and her other hand kept tapping on the abacus.

"Madam, it's not too early, you should rest early..."Beside her, Xiao Cuiyu held her chin and looked at the woman in the white dress with sleepy eyes.

Hearing this, the woman in the white dress glanced up at her and chuckled, "If you are sleepy, go and rest, I still have to settle these accounts before I can sleep." ”

"Then I'm going to sleep?" With Madame's permission, Xiao Cui stood up and laughed.

I had been sitting for a few hours, and if it weren't for my wife's permission, I would have gone back to my room to rest.

"Go, go!" the woman in the white dress smiled and waved her jade hand.

Xiao Cui nodded and respectfully withdrew from the room.

Gently closing the door, Xiao Cui stood outside the door, and suddenly sighed sadly.

Although she is Mrs. Lady's maid, she has been serving Mrs. since she was a child, and when Mrs. was not married, they lived very happily, they had no worries about food and clothing every day, and played happily everywhere, but when Mrs. got married, nightmares began to happen one after another.

At the age of seventeen, it was the time when the girl was slim. Mrs. was forced by her parents to marry a man she didn't know, and that man was the current master, his surname was Bai! Mrs. did not object at that time, because of the words of the parents who ordered the matchmaker, this is a matter of course, and many women today only knew their husbands on the night of their weddings, so Mrs. had no choice but to accept her fate.

But I didn't expect that the old man had been weak and sick since he was a child, and when he drank a glass of wine on the wedding night, he died violently in the new house, and Mrs. was not very sad about this, because Mrs. had no relationship with him.

The nightmare seems to have just begun, the second year after the old man left, the mother-in-law fell into the river and drowned, and a few days later, the father-in-law was killed by bandits on the way to deliver the goods, and since then only the wife has been left in the white mansion.

Over the years, Mrs. has adhered to women's morals, and she has worked hard to support the family business of Baifu, but she is still pointed at her nose and abused, saying that she is a broom star and that she killed the master's family.

For fifteen years, Madame got up early every day and was greedy for darkness, never said she was tired, and never complained, but in the dead of night, she would secretly hear the low sobs in the room.

Madame should not be like this, Madame should live the life that a normal woman should live.

"Xiaocui, why haven't you returned to the room yet?" Just as Xiaocui lost her mind, the voice of the lady sounded in the room.

"Oh, I'm going to rest, ma'am, and you should go to bed early!" Xiao Cui wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, shouted in a coquettish voice, and after speaking, she turned around and walked out of the backyard.

In the room, watching the figure in front of the door go away, Madame Bai shook her head gently.

The red lips extinguished the oil lamp, Mrs. Bai stretched lazily, and her slender figure slowly walked to the edge of the bed, and the kimono lay on the bed.

Gently hugging the quilt, Zhen head covered in the futon, and a low sobbing slowly came from the bed.

In these years, she has had a very bad life, very bad! Other women at her age raised their eyebrows and taught each other husband and children, but she herself had to support the huge family business alone!

She is just a weak woman, a woman who wants to be cared for, she doesn't want her current life, but all this is fate, and she can't get rid of it.

It was only in the dead of night that she could take off her disguise, release her weak self alone, and secretly weep.

It's just that she doesn't know that there is a viewer at this moment, taking in her every move.

Through the half-open paper window, on the roof of the wing room opposite the room, a young man dressed in white was standing quietly on the roof tiles, looking at everything in the room with deep eyes.

Yang Tianye did not take the silver to stay, but took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and after most of the injuries on his body were healed, he sneaked into the White Mansion.

Yang Tianye didn't know why he did this, but he especially wanted to see her, even if it was just a glance.

There were bursts of low sobs in his ears, and Yang Tianye's eyes looked through the paper window into the dark room.

Caressing the white oil-paper umbrella in his hand, a trace of gentleness suddenly flashed in his eyes, a cold wind blew, and the long hair of the shawl fluttered in the wind, Yang Tianye muttered to himself.

"Actually, you, like me, are both good at disguise..."

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The next morning, a trace of sunshine shone mischievously on his face, and Yang Tianye gently opened his eyes.

I sat up and stretched out my arms, I slept on the roof last night, and my body was a little frozen.

"Hey, why are you again!Why are you sleeping on the roof?!" At this moment, a coquettish cry suddenly sounded in his ears, and Yang Tianye looked down at the eaves.

Xiaocui was very depressed, got up earlier today, and saw a shadow on the ground, looked up, and found that there was a person sleeping on the roof, and after a closer look, she found that it was no one else, it was the strange person she met yesterday!

"It's you..."Yang Tianye looked down at Xiao Cui and said in a light tone.

Xiao Cui looked up at Yang Tianye on the roof angrily, and suddenly, he found that the other party had changed his clothes, compared with yesterday's embarrassed appearance, today is very chic and dignified, and he felt that this man was quite handsome.

"Hey, what are you doing here, are you here to steal?"

"Bang Dang !!"

Suddenly, just as Xiao Cui was questioning Yang Tianye, a broken sound suddenly sounded in the hall in front of him.

"Madam!" Hearing the sound, Xiao Cui exclaimed, ignoring Yang Tianye on the roof, and turned around and ran towards the hall.

Looking at Xiao Cui's back running in a hurry, Yang Tianye frowned, picked up the cold gun beside him, and jumped down from the roof.

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