Jiaohua

Chapter 7 She Gotta Live
Everything is quiet again, but there is basically no food to eat.

Xia Zhaoyi sat behind the makeshift stove and stared blankly at the cleaned cauldron in front of her.

The sky in the east was getting whiter and brighter, and the morning wind was blowing on the mountain. Several servants and maids were packing their things. Some people could not even sleep because they had to prepare breakfast immediately.

"Are you hungry?" Ma Yu came to ask when Xia Zhaoyi was sitting there the whole time.

Xia Zhaoyi raised her eyes to see her and nodded.

"Why don't you go to bed first and prepare breakfast later, I'll secretly keep a bowl for you."

Xia Zhaoyi turned to look at the rows of huts to the west and said, "I don't know where to sleep."

"Go where you went to sleep before."

"I don't dare," Xia Zhaoyi lowered her eyes and said, "Liu Sanniang won't let me go back, she said she would let me die in that wooden house, I'm afraid."

Yu's mother sneered: "It's okay, just go to your original place, that shrew won't come back."

Xia Zhaoyi still shook her head uncomfortably, her eyes gradually turning red.

Yu Ma sighed and said softly: "Then Ma Yu will take you there, don't be afraid."

Xia Zhaoyi choked up and raised her head, then suddenly smiled: "Well."

"Let's go."

Yu Ma put down the work in her hand, wiped her hands on her body, turned and walked west.

Xia Zhaoyi followed, and before taking a few steps, she stopped and looked up at the stone bridge leading to the southeast of the courtyard.

Liu Sanniang was taken away from here. Of course, Xia Zhaoyi also knew that if there were no special circumstances, Liu Sanniang would not come back.

Unexpectedly, the woman they called Aunt Feng would directly put the word "crazy" on Liu Sanniang's head, which really saved her a lot of trouble.

And it is foreseeable that these women will take more care of Liu Sanniang in the future.

She only came here today, and her relationship with Liu Sanniang was not a bloody feud.

But if she doesn't do this, her next life will not be better.

The morning wind is getting colder and colder, coming from the east of the rising sun, sweeping the entire Zhaoyun Mountains, blowing the mountains and trees, and the petals swaying.

Xia Zhaoyi retracted her gaze and looked up at the undisputed stars in the western sky.

My heart is empty, like a boundless desert, with only a trace of peripheral light and warmth at the end.

Confused, helpless, bewildered.

But she still had to live, at least to figure out what year it was, and the people she loved were still alive.

Maybe her father and brother will be reborn like her, and if not, is it a coincidence or chance that she was chosen by fate, and what is the meaning?

There are also the second brother, the third brother, and the current Dingguo Gongfu, how they look like.

To leave here, to go back to the capital, to find the second brother.

Xia Zhaoyi raised her eyebrows slightly and made up her mind.

Hearing the approaching footsteps outside, Xiao Wu hurriedly tucked the small book in his hand under the pillow, turned over and retracted into the bed.

Yu Ma gently opened the door, glanced at the moonlight, pointed to an empty bed, and said, "You can go there."

Xia Zhaoyi stepped over the threshold from her side. The house was very narrow, with only one big bed, about five beds, and a small wooden cabinet next to it, which looked very worn.

Xia Zhaoyi walked to the vacant bed and looked back at Mother Yu: "Mother Yu, I'm going to bed first. After you're done, go to rest. You don't need to keep the porridge for me."

Ma Yu looked at her small head, her face was thin, and there were still large bruises on her face, and she said distressedly: "Well, you have a good rest, Liu Sanniang is locked up now, you little girls only need this Divide a little, and you won't be embarrassed."

"Ah."

Yu Ma turned to leave, and the wooden door was gently closed.

Xia Zhaoyi took off her shoes and socks and checked her ankles by the moonlight.

That body has been practiced for 14 years, and when it encounters danger, its legs can even make conditioned reflexes faster than the brain. Now this girl's body is powerless to arouse, and she has sprained her ankle.

Xia Zhaoyi lightly rubbed the acupuncture points with both hands, her eyes looked at the dim light on the ground, and recalled which herbs were suitable for growing in this area of ​​Zhongyi.

The body is still burning, so I need to cool down quickly. If I burn stupidly, I don't know if it will affect my wild soul. At the same time, I have to find a way to escape from here.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" A slightly familiar child voice said.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at Xiao Wu, who was across the bed, and recognized her at a glance: "Why don't you sleep."

"No one sleeps over there, why are you running here?" Xiao Wu muttered unhappily.

"Mother Yu brought me here."

Xiaowu stood up and looked at Xia Zhaoyi's ankle: "It seems to be seriously injured."

"It hurts a bit, it's okay, did I disturb you?"

"I haven't slept." Xiao Wu took out the booklet from his arms, opened it and said, "I don't usually like to sleep very much."

The booklet was small, slightly yellowed, with lots of wear and tear on the edges and corners.

Xiaowu looked at the content above, and at the same time drew his fingers beside the pillow with a serious expression.

Xia Zhaoyi saw that she was probably learning to calligraphy, so she stopped making a sound and continued to rub her acupuncture points.

"I tell you, don't tell me that I'm studying." After a moment of silence, Xiao Wu said, "Otherwise, I will teach everyone to read in the future, but I won't teach you."

Xia Zhaoyi turned to look, Xiao Wu was still lying there, not looking up.

"Do they all know you're studying?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.

"No, I learned it secretly. If you don't say it, I can teach you tomorrow."

"No," Xia Zhaoyi said, looking at her ankle, "I'm still ill, it may be very hard to work these days, I don't have time."

"As you please," Xiao Wu turned the page and said, "You should go to bed earlier, but the old witch Liu Sanniang is gone, you can rest more tomorrow, I'll turn the book lightly, and it won't disturb you. "

"Well, thank you." Xia Zhaoyi replied.

The stove that had just rested in the yard restarted after half an hour, and the fragrance of rice wafted out, and everyone who was working couldn't help swallowing.

The weather today is cooler than yesterday, the clouds rolled over, covering the sun, and the breeze brought down a lot of summer heat.

The ruins burned by the fire need to be cleaned up and rebuilt in place as soon as possible.

The manpower is not enough, and now it is necessary to mobilize manpower to sort it out.

Aunt Feng hurriedly stomped her feet, and went to the front yard twice to ask when a new handyman would join her. At the same time, she sent people to Dongshan Xitou several times to urge the ladies who were doing the laundry to hurry up.

Qian Qianqian came to do the laundry early in the morning.

In the early morning, the water was cold and the breeze was breezy. She was the only girl among the servants, and her short head squatted at the very side, burying her head and scrubbing carefully.

A girl stood behind them. The girl squeezed her sleeves awkwardly with both hands. After a long time, she couldn't help but speak again: "Aunt Feng said, she must go back quickly."

"I said it too, I got it." Mr. Liang said while beating with the laundry machine, "I will definitely go over after washing these clothes, you can go to work first."

The girl looked embarrassed: "But Aunt Feng said she wanted me to go back with you."

Mrs Liang looked back at her and said displeasedly, "Are you trying to be lazy?"

"No, no, it's Aunt Feng who told me to watch you finish washing..."

"You're looking at me?" Liang raised his eyebrows, "You? What are you?"

Qian Qianqian looked at the girl quietly.

Offending Aunt Feng won't bring good results, but offending Liang's will only get worse.

The girl looked uneasy, her legs were about to soften, she didn't answer Liang's, but she didn't dare to leave, she just stood there.

A gust of breeze blew, and the dryness on Qian Qianqian's body eased a little. She retracted her gaze, and when her eyes were inadvertently taken from a distance, she paused and looked closely.

A little further upstream in the river, behind the hillside with a distance of ten feet, the girl Ari who made Qian Qianqian have nightmares all night was sitting on the half-slope, not knowing what she was doing.

Qian Qianqian didn't dare to keep his eyes on for too long, lowered his head to wash his clothes, but gradually slowed down.

The servant next to her quickly noticed her slowing frequency and said, "What's wrong with you."

"I, I," Qian Qianqian stood up, looked at Mrs Liang, and stammered, "My stomach hurts, I want to go, I want to go..."

"Go, go." Liang Shi was impatient.

"Well," Qian Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, and said again, "I'll be back soon."

Put down the washing machine and ran away.

(End of this chapter)