Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 1196 Conspiracy (1)
My own side was also in a hurry, Xue Rong didn't bargain, and asked the personal maid to take people to the yamen to go through the formalities. The family had already packed their bags, and as soon as the formalities were completed, they went straight out of the city. In a hurry, in an instant, only Qingli was in the yard. He stared at Xue Rong with big eyes.

"Why is there no rice or noodles in the kitchen? My God, there are no vegetables and oil. Nima lives here. What do you eat?"

Miss Xue thought of this headache, she stomped her feet, she should have told the maid just now, after finishing the formalities, she would buy something and come back.

"Ah, how long has it been since the quilt was washed, and the house, I don't know how to clean it!"

Xue Rong has been picky all the time, but she didn't do nothing. One advantage of the small courtyard is that there is an independent well in the courtyard. After the water was filled, she found a cloth towel and started to clean up quickly.

"Dolma, the Goryeo paper is torn, and the cold wind blows in at night. Remind me to buy some and help re-paste it."

"And this table, why is it missing a leg, and a brick is placed under it, really, how did you live?"

Qing Li had black lines on her face, this place is better than a ruined temple, of course it can't meet Xue Rong's standard.

After not doing housework for a long time, Qingli is not as good as Xue Rong. After wiping the tables, chairs and benches a few times, the cloth towels turned black, which shows that the sanitary condition of this house is really worrying.

After working for half an hour, there was no improvement at all. Xue Rong almost collapsed. She ran to the neighbor's door and knocked on the door. She had money to do things, and called seven or eight women with quick hands and feet, and asked them to clean and tidy up together.

There were many people and strength, and soon, the windows in the house were bright and clean, but it was raining outside, and Xue Rong had people throw those dilapidated tables and chairs into the woodshed. She gave one of the women money and asked her to go to the grocery store to buy some.

After tidying up, the small yard regained its vigor, and even on a rainy day, it didn't look slumped at all. Xue Rong is a very particular person, and specially bought two pots of chrysanthemums for decoration. Qing Li twitched her mouth, she didn't think Nima Can feed.

After tidying up here, it's time to light the lamps. The coachman went to pick up people from the ruined temple, and Qingli still had to boil hot water. It was raining today, so he had to wash up after getting wet.From now on, this will be the home of Nima and the old beggar.

On a rainy day, it got dark early, that is, around [-]:[-], the sky was pitch black, and the house had already been tidied up. Xue Rong asked the nimble woman of the neighbor's house to kill an old hen to make soup, and fried two side dishes, steamed A large pot of steamed buns will ensure that Nanima and the old beggar have something to eat these days.

After waiting for half an hour, there was the sound of a carriage at the door. Before eating, Xue Rong invited the man from the woman's family to scrub and clean the old beggar.After all, Nima is a daughter's family, so it's not easy to do such a job.

The first time she came to such a small courtyard, Nima got a thin house deed. She couldn't read, but seeing the big red seal on it, she still had the urge to cry.Before she met Qingli yesterday, she was still a woman of a different race who was worried about food. Today, she has her own house, not only that, but also a small yard, which is her home!
"Dolma, pinch me, is this true?"

Nima held the house deed in her hand, with an expression of disbelief, her hands trembling, one can imagine how excited she is now.

"It's true, Nima, this will be your home from now on."

Xue Rong stood beside her with a smile on her face. She glanced at Qingli, thinking whether to buy a yard for Qingli or not, or could they live together with women of different races?Xue Rong had never met women of other races before, so she only heard that the public had a bad reputation, so she subconsciously hated this kind of people.After contacting, I found that the people's rhetoric was inevitably biased, and it really overturned a boat with one shot.

Nima hasn't reacted yet. She was hit by the big surprise of the day, like a big pie fell from the sky. At this moment, her emotions are very complicated, she is a little ecstatic, and feels ashamed, but she can't refuse, because she can only settle down. , she can take care of the old beggar.

In the kitchen, the smell of chicken soup was so strong that Nima swallowed, "Is this boiled chicken soup?"

"Well, make up your body."

Xue Rong was referring to the old beggar, but she didn't know how to address it. It seemed a little impolite to call someone like that, so she subconsciously omitted it.

The old beggar's body was very vain, and he couldn't eat too much greasy food at one time. Qing Li suggested serving a bowl of chicken soup with the oil skimmed off the rice, and adding a few pieces of soft and rotten chicken.The old beggar had a good appetite, and after eating a large bowl, he was too tired after washing, and soon fell asleep.

Xue Rong didn't stay for dinner, there happened to be a stove here, and the maid went to boil the medicinal materials prescribed by the doctor into a bowl of dark soup. Xue Rong sat beside the oil lamp, holding her chin in a daze.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't slept all night, but the faint light from the oil lamp made Xue Rong's cheeks paler. There were tears in her eyes. At this moment, her clothes were thin and extremely weak.

"Miss, let's drink the soup and medicine. The servant bought candied fruit. If you eat a few, your mouth will not be bitter."

The personal servant girl was silent for a while, she was holding the medicine bowl, the temperature is just right now, if it gets colder, the medicine might lose its effect.Besides, it's late now, and my young lady has to go back to the house quickly, otherwise the madam will be worried and be scolded by the master.

Xue Rong handled things quickly, but this time she was not as decisive as before. When it was time to make a choice, she flinched, trembling, touched the edge of the medicine bowl, and quickly shrank back, as if the medicine bowl in front of her was hot. of sweet potatoes.Qingli can understand Xue Rong's mood at the moment, maybe, maybe there are still remnants in her heart.

A girl's teenage years are the best years. She has given her body and mind to a man. After receiving such cold treatment, she must have been greatly stimulated inside, but the facts are the facts. From what the soldier said that day, there is It can be seen that the other party is definitely not a beloved person entrusted to him for a lifetime.

"Miss Xue, although I don't know what happened, but you are not married now, this child cannot be kept."

What Nima said is the most simple truth. If you have an abortion, you can still find a good family in the future, marry and have children, but an unmarried woman with a baby may not have the chance to marry.Xue Rong's personal maid said that she was being bullied, so she must not keep the child.

This kind of rainy night is always gloomy, and the raindrops outside knock on the window lattice, making rhythmic noises.The windows were closed tightly, the Goryeo paper was torn through holes, and occasionally a gust of wet cold wind came in, and there were water stains on the ground from several people's shoes.

Xue Rong was in a daze, and didn't know what she was thinking, her eyes were fixed on one spot without focus, with a look of confusion.

The maid on the side lowered her head, seeing that the white heat in the medicine bowl was getting less and less, and her face became more anxious. She glanced at Qingli for help, hoping that this wise woman of foreign race could also help persuade her.

(End of this chapter)