Jiangshan is a matchmaker: Husband, please stay

Chapter 11 Pig Treatment
As soon as the man left, Su Jiu got up from the ground like a carp, hooked the rice bowl and held it in his arms, as if he had obtained a rare treasure.I replaced the rice spoon with ten fingers full of mud, and started to eat, and I almost stuck my whole head into the rice bowl.

But after taking a few bites, she had just swallowed the food, and she felt her stomach churning, and she vomited it all out again.

Su Jiu threw the rice bowl angrily, threw it on the ground, kicked it twice, and muttered, "How can this be eaten? Pigs and dogs may not be able to take a bite."

"Gululu..." Naihe's stomach was still growling.

She stared at the rice bowl and thought about it for a while, and finally couldn't bear the stomach that had been singing big dramas, so she slapped her stomach hard, and said in a low voice, "After a cup of poisoned wine in the past, this bowl of pig food is dried up. After eating, I will still be a good man." one."

But people have to live to have hope, she can't die, first of all she can't let herself starve to death.

After brewing for a while, she closed her eyes, and began to swallow again, until she felt her stomach gradually swell, and she threw the rice bowl with a "pop", and lay comfortably on the ground.

Even with such a meal, there is only one meal a day, but she managed to survive.Su Jiu felt that his life was really hard, maybe he would be blessed if he didn't die this time.

The days of being detained were undoubtedly boring and boring. She didn't cry, make trouble, or struggle. During the day, she would lie on the crack of the door and look out. That's it.

At night, she tossed and turned, and fell asleep again with the empty rice bowl in her arms.

In the dream, I dreamed of fragrant wine and vegetables and the fig tree in my yard.She hugged the wine jar, gnawed on the chicken legs, and sat under the fig tree, looking at the figs one by one, full of happiness.The tree is full of figs, big and sweet.

She clicked her tongue for a while, licked the chapped corner of her mouth, stood up abruptly, and sat up.

Looking at the dilapidated, corroded, damp and dark room in front of him, Su Jiu finally cried out helplessly.

The tears and the rain outside complemented each other, and she opened her mouth wide and cried heartily.

After another three days, someone finally came in.

Su Jiu had no hope of living. She didn't make trouble or cry, didn't struggle or struggle, and silently waited for her fate to be arranged.

She also thought about crying and making a fuss at this time, and then ran around like crazy, but it was of no use, maybe she would get a severe beating.In Su's house, she had already learned to bear it silently, otherwise the old man Su's shoe soles would scratch her back, and she would be the one who hurt.

This time, her treatment took a 36-degree turn. Not to mention the delicious food and drinks, there were also people who specially bathed her, rubbed her back and massaged her.There are also many neatly dressed little girls waiting for her to change clothes, comb her hair, and dress her up.

When everything was finished, a fat woman walked in from the door. She was born five-year-old and three-year-old, and her voice was as thin as willow silk, and the whole body of the listener was itchy.

The woman walked up to Su Jiu, pinched her chin and looked her over carefully.Looking back, she said to the maid who was following behind her, "This one is much better than that one, it looks a lot more exciting, but that one is lifeless and cries a lot, which makes people worry."

"Yeah, it's pretty tight, and it doesn't cry or make a fuss, so the housekeeper also likes it very much, so he asked Mammy to come over."

"Well, that's not the same as this one, not bad!"

"But mammy, look!" The maid pointed at Su Jiu's feet.

Mammy stared at it for a moment, and the pair of thick eyebrows knit together.

(End of this chapter)