Lose 100 million today

"A fool with a backward family can find a distant relative like you?" What a liar!

"..."

Finally, under the threat of bandits, Daniel's father told the truth.

They picked this man up in the mountains.

Who knew he would be a fool when he woke up? Originally, Daniel's father wanted to drive him away, but Daniel's mother said that fools didn't know anything and had gained a labor force for nothing.

Daniel's father thought about it and thought it made sense, so he agreed.

"Did you take anything from him?"

"No...no, absolutely not. When I picked him up, he had nothing on him." Daniel's father defended anxiously.

Chuzheng led the people outside.

"Just beat him back the same way they beat him." Chuzheng ordered the bandits.

The bandit suddenly laughed sinisterly when he saw the two of them.

"Don't beat him to death." Chu Zheng warned again.

bandit:"……"

Life has lost its fun.

Not Kaisen.

-

Liang Han sat on the threshold to enjoy the cool air, and listened to the quarrel between the Yang Cuicui family next door.

Jiang Dasheng went to borrow money but didn't get it.

Moreover, the money is still quite large, and even if it is borrowed, it cannot be borrowed.

After returning, Yang Cuicui and Jiang Dasheng quarreled for some reason.

Normally Jiang Dasheng wouldn't even fart, but who would have thought that when they got into a quarrel, they would actually be quite powerful.

Liang Han listened with great interest, but he couldn't help it... As a bandit, his life now is too boring.

I saw someone coming this way from a distance.

He stood up in a hurry: "Miss Chuzheng, you are back. I thought something happened...Hey, who is this person?"

"Prepare hot water and clothes."

Chuzheng just said these words and led the people back to the room.

Liang Han: "???"

Use people's money to eliminate disasters for others... boil water for others.

Liang Han depressedly went to prepare hot water, brought the water in, and asked people to find clothes to bring in.

"Miss Chuzheng, clothes..."

"let it go."

Liang Han put down his clothes and took a look in the corner. The people Chu Zheng brought back just now were huddled in the corner, just like those people who were scared and frightened when they robbed them.

Liang Han didn't dare to look any further and exited the room.

Chuzheng tested the water temperature and went to the corner to pick the person up.

coax?

No effort required.

How fast.

"You...you said you wouldn't hit me." The man's voice was trembling, hiding fear.

"Take a shower." Chuzheng said, "You are so dirty."

"No, don't hit me?"

"No beating." Chuzheng reached out to take off his clothes. The man subconsciously protected the hem of his clothes. Chuzheng said calmly: "But if you don't wash yourself off, I will beat you."

"...I...I'm clean, don't hit me."

He let go of his hand in a panic, his eyes were misty, as if he was about to cry.

Chuzheng took off his clothes.

The upper body was exposed, and Chu Zheng saw the purple scars on his skin, which were obviously caused by being beaten.

Chuzheng turned around and opened the door.

"Liang Han."

"Miss Chuzheng?" Liang Han came over immediately.

"Hit those two men again."

Chuzheng slammed the door.

Liang Han was hit by the wind. He was confused. Who should he hit?

-

Chuzheng returned to the man.

"Take off your pants by yourself?" Chuzheng asked him.

The man tilted his head, as if there was no difference between men and women. He thought Chuzheng didn't like him being dirty, so he suddenly felt at a loss and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

When Chuzheng saw this, she didn't care about him and just took off her pants.

There are also some scars on the legs, but they are not as serious as those on the body.

"Go in."

The man immediately held the tub in and submerged his whole body in the water, only showing the area above his eyes.

His misty eyes were surrounded by the smoke of hot water, and the edges of his eye sockets were crimson.

Chuzheng led him up: "Want to suffocate yourself to death?"

"Hide." The man said a few words inexplicably: "You can't find me."

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng comforted him: "No need to hide, no one will bully you."

The man hesitated, but finally chose to believe Chu Zheng.

He sat in the bathtub very reservedly. Chuzheng wiped his body, and he cooperated obediently, muttering: "Wash clean and you won't be beaten. Clean and clean and you won't be beaten."

Chuzheng washed his hair and face.

The dirty stains on his face disappeared, revealing the man's beautiful features.

Men's beauty is somewhat between men and women, blurring the beauty of gender.

But those clear, impurity-free eyes made this face a little more childish.

Chu Zheng wiped his face, and he looked at Chu Zheng intently, as if looking at a rare treasure, so seriously that it made people feel heartbroken.

Chuzheng avoided his gaze: "Do you remember your name?"

The man shook his head.

"Your name is Qiu Ya." Chu Zheng said, "I remember."

The man nodded obediently: "Qiu Ya, my name is Qiu Ya. I have a name."

He suddenly smiled at Chuzheng.

That smile was like the rising sun in the morning, a little dazzling.

Chuzheng: "..."

I will have to take care of a giant baby from now on.

So panicked.

Chuzheng washed the man, took him out and put him on the bed. He asked Liang Han to get some medicine and apply it to him first.

Qiu Ya didn't say anything in pain, just holding on to the quilt that was pressing him.

Chuzheng felt that it would be better to give him the medicine quickly instead of spending time comforting him and prolonging the pain.

So she didn't comfort him at all.

After applying the medicine, dress him one by one.

Her eyes were calm, as if the person in front of her was really a child, not the body of an adult man.

Qiu Ya tilted his head this way and that, curiously watching Chu Zheng tie his clothes.

"Gugu..."

Qiu Ya's stomach suddenly growled.

He stretched out his hand to hold her down, and looked up at her helplessly.

Chuzheng put on his coat: "Are you hungry?"

Qiu Ya bit her lip.

"Are you hungry?" Chuzheng looked at him a little strangely and asked again.

Qiu Ya still remained silent.

"Why don't you speak?"

"...No...can't say...I'll get scolded." Qiu Ya said weakly.

Chuzheng touched his head and found that his hair was soft. Chuzheng felt confident and touched him a few more times: "From now on, you can tell me whatever you want in my place. Don't be afraid."

Qiu Ya hesitated and hesitated: "Anything...is okay?"

"Yeah." It's best to spend money.

"I...I'm hungry." He said carefully.

"Then let's eat." Chuzheng patted his head twice more and said, "Put on your own shoes."

Qiu Ya sat still.

He put his hands in front of him, pinching his palms nervously.

"how?"

"I..." he said boldly, "I don't know how."

"Just put it on, what's wrong?"

Qiu Ya seemed to notice the change in Chu Zheng's tone. He winced and quickly bent down to put on his shoes.

Chuzheng discovered that Qiuya really didn't know how to do it.

She took a deep breath, knelt down, took the shoes from his hand, held his ankles, and put them on for him.

Chuzheng dressed him, stood up, and said seriously: "You want to learn, do you understand?"

Qiu Ya didn't know whether he heard it or not, so he just nodded in panic.

"Come out."

Qiu Ya grabbed Chu Zheng's sleeve.