The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 401 On the carriage (2)
When the master was still there, which servant dared to arrange a master in front of him?An Shouli grieved blankly...

Because there were two people sitting outside, separated only by a curtain, the servant who was forcibly dragged in did not show any resistance to An Yi's behavior.

He got up on his own, sat on the stool on one side of the carriage, and stared at the curtain on the opposite window without turning his eyes.

An Yi was still squatting on the ground, gasping for breath, looking up at the people who ignored him, he suddenly laughed softly: "Success! Little bastard! Shame on me!"

An Yi got up, lifted her buttocks and sat on the stool behind her, not forgetting to reach out and drag the servant who was not looking sideways.

It's just that as soon as he grabbed the opponent's hand, he was glared at by the servant!
"Come on, it's fine to shout like a bitch..." An Yi still dragged the boy to her side and sat him down: "Anyway, there is only one floor between us and the outside world." cloth……"

"..." Such a blatant threat made the boy so angry that he really wanted to scold him, but as he said, there was only a curtain between the inside and outside of the car, and if he made a fuss again, it was not for the two people sitting outside to laugh at him !
Reluctantly, he sat next to An Yi, and smelled a familiar smell from the tip of his nose, which was emanating from An Yi's body, but it was mixed with the smell of burning incense, which made the servant frowned unconsciously .

An's mansion has been doing funerals for the past few days, Master An didn't stay in the mansion before the funeral, that's the smell that An Yi got when he knelt before his father's coffin as a filial son.

The smell of incense in the temples or mourning halls will always have an inexplicable smell, which directly distinguishes ordinary people from gods and Buddhas, and the living from the dead...

Stretching out his arms to embrace the boy by his side, An Yi put his shoulder on his shoulder and whispered: "Stop making trouble, okay?"

The boy sat on the pen and slipped away, ignoring him.

"I think people's life is very boring..." Before waiting for Shoucheng's reply, An Yi talked on his own.

"I've been kneeling and guarding the spirit for my father for the past few days. I'm kneeling until my leg is about to break."

"I have never knelt for so long in my life..."

"Guarding my father's memorial tablet, I just thought, is it interesting for you to say that my father and my sister plotted against others for the rest of their lives?"

The servant stared blankly and thought for a while, and admitted in his heart: the life of the master and the young lady is just like that.It's really not as happy as the ordinary people in Shanxia Village, and it's not as enjoyable as the Dong family and Master Min!
"My father spent half his life scheming in court, and only the property of the An family is left. My sister continues to schem..."

Speaking of this, An Yi suddenly laughed: "My sister has been plotting about the An family's property, and I already knew about it. I didn't want to fight!"

"Tell me, how can a man who likes men have a queen? What's the use of asking so much money without a man and a half woman?"

"My sister, she looks like a very clever woman who has been calculating An's family business under my father's nose, so can my father tolerate her?"

These words are a bit interesting... The servant involuntarily turned his head to look at him beside him.

An Yi closed her eyes, with a smile on her face, without any trace of sadness after losing her family.

"Actually, my father told me a long time ago that he wanted to book a marriage for my sister, so he sent her away and asked me to give her a dowry."

"But my younger sister is not satisfied. She secretly tossed and collected the rent of several properties, and secretly got someone to get my father's seal, and changed several properties to her name. ..."

"She thought my father was getting old, and if he kicked me out of the house, the An family would be hers in the future! Hehe! Hehe!"

An Yi chuckled and seemed to say another very interesting thing.

"But my father was on guard against her early in the morning!" An Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and looked directly at the boy.

The little servant met his gaze fiercely, his heart skipped a beat, and then he suddenly realized that he was so emaciated after only a few days' absence!
After staring at him for a moment, he remembered that he seemed to be still angry with him, so he quickly tried to turn his face away in embarrassment.

An Yi touched his cheek with cold fingers, and said with pity in his eyes: "I lost weight..."

The boy felt sour in his heart, and immediately lowered his eyes.

As soon as the lips warmed up, An Yi's dry and skinny lips parted as soon as they touched the servant's lips.

He rested his head on the boy's shoulder again, closed his eyes lightly, and let out a leisurely breath: "Thousands of mistakes, it's all my fault, if you get angry, hit me a few times, and I will never fight back. "

"But there's one thing, you're done beating and you're out of anger, you still have to live a good life with me, don't ignore me like you are now..."

"In the past few days, my father has been with my father. But he is dead, and even if I want to ask you something, he can't say it."

"Now we can still talk and fight, so let's talk, let's fight... wait until one day my grandfather will also lie in that wooden box, if you want to hear him talk..."

Before An Yi finished speaking, the servant covered her with his hand!

The servant looked at him angrily, and said with trembling lips, "An Yi, you bastard!"

"You made me like this, and now you are talking about life and death with me? If you want to die, why don't you die sooner!"

"Hehe!" An Yi sat crookedly and looked at him very unprincipledly, and said with a smile in his bloodshot eyes: "Then you take good care of me and serve me well, I will be sure Be obedient and live well..."

The boy was so angry at his shameless attitude that he felt like a cat scratching in his heart, and he didn't know what to say, so he was so angry that he grabbed An Yi's skinny palm, opened his mouth and bit it down!
'hiss! An Yi raised her neck back in pain, and rested her head on the carriage.

After a while, the boy let go, and fixedly stared at the palm that had been bitten out by himself, his eyes flickered, and his lips trembled slightly...

"It's okay." Leaning down, kissing away the blood stains on his lips, An Yi stretched out his hand and hugged the boy in his arms again and sighed: "Damn it! What kind of trouble is this... I gave it to the Min family for nothing." Mother-in-law 30 taels of silver!"

(End of this chapter)