The two black treasures of Tiangui's escaped concubine

Chapter 8
Hua Murong sank her small head into the water of the wooden bucket and spit bubbles: When will Mother be able to see people with her true face.

When Hua Xiyan was about to untie her dress and take a shower with her son, she casually lifted a black sheet, threw it over the wooden beams on the window, and dropped the black screen, covering all the sight outside the window, including the Fox Jingxu and Little Piggy are all separated by a tight distance.

The little piggy didn't know if he was pissed off by the hostess' distrust, but the pig's butt eye, poof, spewed out gas.

Smelly!
Pinching the bridge of his nose, still unable to hold back, the big red brocade robe fell off the courtyard wall and overlapped with the little bookboy below.

The crow, croak, croak, flew over Hua Xiyan's house.

At night, the mother and daughter were nestled in the quilt.Hua Xiyan combed her son's hair with a small comb.My son's hair is really good, beautiful, and soft. He doesn't need hair oil or forks.Let her blink, and suddenly think of the white-clothed Lord Wan who has three thousand black silk.

Why, do you think of this person again and again?

"Mother." Perhaps feeling a little uneasy, dreaming little hands grabbed mother's clothes and refused to let go.

The mother is his, not someone else's.

No one can separate their mother and child.

The next day, the county sent people down.The police came to the fifth aunt's house quickly, but there was no one there.Walking to Hua Xiyan's house next door, to the door, the people below reminded the head catcher: "It's the other courtyard of Hua's family."

Hua Xiyan was lying in the room, and after hearing the commotion at the door, no one dared to take a step here.Then, in the afternoon, after searching in and out of the village to no avail, the head catcher took a group of people away.

Two days later, Hua Xiyan grabbed her son's little hand and was about to go out when two aunts and aunts walked towards her.

"Miss, are you going out?" a quick-talking aunt asked.

When facing strangers, Hua Xiyan always had a lukewarm and shallow smile on her face.

The fast-talking aunt started talking like a faucet turned on: "Miss, be careful when you go out. Maybe the miss doesn't know. Two days ago, a head catcher brought someone down, saying that there was a snitch in the county."

As he spoke, he made gestures and made a gesture of that meaning.

"That's right. It is said that the Snitch is only looking for men to attack. Poor our county lord's son, he was taken by the Snitch and fell for the trick."

The cuff was pulled by the son's little hand: Mother, are we the thieves they are talking about?
Hua Xiyan.

My sister doesn't admit it, my sister is a chivalrous hero.

But how could he become a snitch?
"It was said that the thief first took aim at another carriage and wanted to rob those two men. Later, he said that it was not good to dislike those two men, so he changed his target to our county lord's son. Our county lord's son is now being attacked After this catastrophe, his reputation spread far and wide, and he can be said to be the most beautiful man in our Baichang country."

Hua Xiyan is with her son.

This rumor is a bit misleading.

Seeing that she forgot to bring money when she went out, Hua Xiyan turned around and went back to the house to get it.

Xiao Mumu stood at the door waiting for her mother.

Seeing the stunning child's face in front of them, the two aunts couldn't let go of the devil's hand, and stretched out to grab Xiaomumu's enchanting little face.

The aunt's fingers were about to pinch the pink and tender bun's face, a sudden chill made the aunt's fingertips retract like lightning.

The pink and charming little face, the idiot smile that is the symbol of being stupid to mother, disappeared without a trace like a passing cloud of smoke, and what is left is a pair of cold black eyes, the cold chill, after losing the smile There was a frightening aura bursting out from his small face.What's even more frightening is that this aura seems to be inherent in this little face, born with an inviolable nobility.

The two aunts felt dizzy from the scorching sun above their heads.This child follows Hua Xiyan, Hua Xiyan is a waste, this child is a bastard, a small waste.No villager ever doubted this.

But now, they backed away step by step under the eyes of the twins who were not close to each other, like two deep pools of cold eyes.

Hua Xiyan put on the money bag and went to the door to look, and saw two aunts facing the door of her house as if facing a big enemy, bowing their heads, her son's little paws grabbed the hem of her clothes, and his white and tender face rubbed against her clothes and acted like a baby: "Mother, mother—"

Acting cute like this, every time my son acts cute like this, he must have done something.

Hua Xiyan pinched her son's face.Unexpectedly, this action made the two aunts scream in panic as if they saw the end of the world.Hua Xiyan raised her head again, and the two aunts waved their heads and walked away.

"Mumu, why are you bullying people?"

"Mother, they are tall and I am small, can I bully them?"

The son has a lot of ability to bully people.Knowing a child is like a mother.Pulled his son's face again with his fingers: "Stop pretending to me."

"Mother." Hua Murong felt aggrieved, raised her chin, and yelled at her aggrieved eyes, "They wanted to pinch my face, but I didn't let them do it."

Hearing that someone else wanted to destroy his face and wronged his son, Hua Xiyan pattered wet kisses on the left and right sides of his son's face to make up for it, and added additional education: "Good son, who dares to pinch your face in the future, you must learn to preemptively strike and squeeze your face." Their heads were all beaten into big pig heads."

What kind of education is this? !

The big red brocade robe lying on the courtyard wall listening to the corner almost fell down again.The little book boy supported the soles of his feet, sweating profusely.

Hua Xiyan took her son around outside and came back, bought her son's favorite steamed buns, heated them in a pot for a while, and served them in a big bowl.The mother and son moved bamboo chairs and sat in the yard.

With a cool breeze blowing, Hua Xiyan urged her son to study as usual.

In the afternoon, a large carriage arrived at Hua's Bieyuan from the entrance of the village.

One look at the carriage, and you know it belongs to a rich family. It is drawn by two brown horses, and a well-dressed servant sits on the carriage. Large characters: flowers.

Very stylish.

The villagers hid in their homes and poked their heads out of their windows.

The luxurious carriage stopped at Hua's Bieyuan.

The boy lifted the curtain of the car, and the one who got out was not the master, the young master, the wife, or the lady, but a nanny.But just this nanny's demeanor is enough to open people's eyes.

She was wearing a blue satin jacket with pinched flowers on the breasts, combed neatly into her black black bun, and inserted a silver magpie bead flower.With a pair of twisted silk silver bracelets in both hands, the servant girl is about 40 to [-] years old. She is the most shrewd and capable age.

A pretty elf-looking maidservant with a double-ring bun jumped out of the carriage after her, carrying a small bundle, just like a little attendant.

Everyone saw that a servant of the Hua family spent so much, they were blind.Look at the other courtyard where Miss Hua's family lives, the most dilapidated house in the village.Those who don't know may not even be able to tell who is the master.

The maid sent by the Hua family is indeed not an ordinary one, she is the first-class servant next to Hua Xiyan's stepmother Yang, known as Wang.I have followed Yang for a long time, and it may be the first time I have come to this kind of countryside. When Wang walked into the gate of Hua's house, he covered his nose and mouth with a handkerchief, with a dirty and smelly expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)