Master Xiao thinks about those years

Everyone stared at it, and saw that with the gathering of light in Xu Merchant's hand, a void white barrier appeared in front of everyone. The barrier gradually turned into an image due to the pouring of a lot of spiritual power, and it interpreted the event in a vague way.

The light and shadow changed, and the first thing that appeared in front of everyone was a dilapidated woodshed, a man and a woman were facing each other in the woodshed.

The man turned his back to everyone and couldn't see his face clearly, while the woman stood leaning against a tight corner.

The woman was born with clear eyebrows, and was as beautiful as a delicate hibiscus flower. She was very similar to Xu Yinyin, but there were no ugly scars on her face.

"Xu, Mr. Xu...I..."

The woman murmured, her voice mellow like a warbler.

But he hesitated, lowering his head and not daring to look at the man in front of him.

"What are you afraid of? Yinyin, I really like you." The man reached forward, as if wanting to touch the woman in front of him.

Seeing this hand, the woman named Yinyin backed away in panic, her back touched the firewood pile behind, and it rattled under pressure.

"Master... Yin Yin's status is low, if you provoke me, Master Xu will be angry..."

"Don't be afraid, even my father can't stop the person I like, Yinyin, I just want to ask you, do you like me?"

The man got closer, Yin Yin raised her head timidly, glanced at the person in front of her, then lowered her head timidly.

"What? You don't like me? You've been in my house for so many years, don't you know what I mean? "

The man asked anxiously, and Yin Yin twisted her clothes with her hands. After a long time, she raised her head, her eyes were about to cry: "Mr. Xu... from the moment you called my name with a smile when I entered the house, I I'm already happy with you..."

"Really?! Then what are you waiting for, we..."

The man seemed very happy, and he was about to hug the person in front of him as he spoke, but unexpectedly, he was pushed away by Yin Yin's hand just halfway through: "No, Mr. Xu, my father and I are servants of Xu's mansion, Yin Yin Yin is not worthy."

"It's okay, as long as you like me, it's all easy to talk about. I don't want you to be a maid, I will marry you, how about it?"

"You...marry me?"

Yinyin stared blankly at the person in front of her, eyes full of astonishment.

"Yes, I will marry you, Yinyin, I will marry you."

"I'll marry you……"

"Yinyin..."

The man repeated, his tone sincere and serious.Yinyin was stunned by the voice, she didn't notice that there was a strange fragrance coming out from the man's other hand.

The fragrance has the effect of bewitching people's hearts. Yinyin was immersed in the sound and never recovered.

In a daze, the man's hand had already touched her waist.climbed up her back.

"Yinyin, I'll marry you, okay?"

Sentence by sentence, like a spell, the light kiss fell, and Yinyin finally fell into this charm.

Clothes fluttered, and the two kissed.

During the change of body shape, everyone was able to see the man's face clearly.Gentle and handsome, he is exactly the same as Mr. Zhang held by Xu merchant.

The two phases mirror each other, and it is clear that they are the same person.

Yan Chen frowned and glanced at Mr. Zhang, then looked at the illusory barrier again.

The two people standing in the woodpile had already huddled together, fell down below the woodpile, their clothes fluttered, and everyone couldn't see it.But you don't have to think about it to know what's going on.

Followed by another turn of the picture, I came to a dilapidated hut, the light was dim, and the oil lamp was flickering.

"Crack!" With a sound, a rough porcelain cup fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.Yinyin sat at the table with her head lowered, shrinking like a bird.

"Gao Yinyin... why are you so shameless!"

A man with white temples put his hands on the table, pointed at the woman in front of him and cursed angrily, the wrinkles on his face rose and fell due to anger, and his eyes glared angrily.

Although his face was distorted, everyone present recognized him at a glance as the "Merchant Xu" standing in the hall, no, to be precise, it should be old man Gao.

"Daddy, Mr. Xu said he would marry me, don't worry..."

Yin Yin, who had her head down, raised her head timidly, speaking in a low voice.

Old man Gao slapped his palm on the table, and the loud sound made the woman's delicate body tremble immediately.

Old man Gao glared: "Yinyin! Xu Ren is the young master of the Xu family and our master. Do you know that the one he wants to marry can only be a lady of the right family!"

"No, Dad...he promised me that he will marry me, and I will show you the evidence."

Yinyin hurriedly explained while walking to the bed a few feet away to search. Not long after, she walked up to old man Gao again, shaking out a golden silk skirt as red as blood in her hand: "Daddy, look, this It was Mr. Xu who gave me the wedding dress, and he has even fixed the date, so he will marry me on August 29."

The woman's clear eyes shone with hope, but the next moment her hands were empty.

The red Qian skirt has been held tightly by old man Gao.

"Daddy! What are you going to do!"

"Don't mention this to anyone, don't even think about seeing this dress again, you have to reflect on me!"

After the old man Gao's cold words fell, he rushed out the door.

"Daddy!"

Yin Yin rushed to the door, but the door was locked with a "snap".

Her body slid down the door panel, crystal clear teardrops fell from her eyes, and big ones hit the ground.

The lights flickered, and the candles shed tears.

The woman hugged her knees and sobbed depressedly. Tired from crying, she finally fell asleep leaning against the door panel.

The surrounding area was quiet, and the last wick on the candlestick seemed to be unable to hold on, trembling and shaking, and even fell from the lamp holder to the ground. In just a moment, sparks started a prairie fire, and the room was filled with smoke.

That piece of wick was a long-planned traitor.

In the overwhelming fire, the woman is still sleeping...

"The backyard is flooded! Come and put out the fire!"

"Go to the water!"

"The backyard is flooded!"

In the quiet night, a loud cry suddenly sounded, startling the birds perched on the branches to "flutter".

Behind the majestic mansion, the sky was filled with flames.

In the dim courtyard, people were running about, indistinct, immersed in the dim night, like ghosts floating in hell.

Suddenly, a flame lit up.An old man with graying hair on his temples held a torch and held down a running man: "It's so late at night, where did the water come from?"

"Oh, old man Gao, so you are here. The servant's room is on fire, which happens to be your room. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise..."

"You said... where is the fire?"

With a slow voice, the old man squeezed the fire folder tightly in his hand.

"What's wrong with your house?"

As soon as the words fell, the person holding the fire pocket had rushed forward desperately...

The overwhelming fire was burning, and the huge flames swayed wantonly in the night, jumping red, like a beast with teeth and claws.

A dilapidated hut on the ground was swallowed by the monster in its red body, crumbling and precarious.

A large group of people rushed around the roaring fire with ladles, in a hurry.

"The fire is too big! Splash water!"

"It can't be done! The people in the house can't be rescued!"

"Then pour water aside to prevent the fire from spreading!"

"it is good!"

Everyone shouted, hoarse.

The fire was too big to be rescued at all, and no one dared to risk his life to rush in.

The wise thing to do is to stop the fire from spreading.Everyone reached a consensus, and tried their best to put out the fire, but suddenly, an old man rushed over.

The old man's footsteps were sharp and his eyes were blood red.The jumping red tongues were hesitating, and he was intimidating. Without a trace of stagnation, he rushed into the fire recklessly, embracing the ferocious red monster.

"Old man Gao! You are crazy!"

"What precious treasure is more important than life!"

"This stupid old man!"

Everyone was discussing and screaming, looking at each other and shaking their heads, all felt unreasonable.

Without much explanation, in the monstrous flames, old man Gao only had time to say: "My daughter is inside."

"My daughter is inside..."

Everyone didn't know that what was swallowed by the flames was the most precious treasure in his life, the treasure that was more important than his life.

As soon as the screen in the void barrier went black, Yan Chen and the others in the hall understood it very well.However, in just a moment, the barrier of nothingness suddenly brightened again.

This time, what appeared in front of everyone was a woman lying on the bed.

His clothes were disheveled, his hair was scorched, and his face was covered with ugly black scars.The beautiful face was gone, and the person on the bed was exactly the same as "Xu Yinyin" who was kneeling in the hall and wearing a red wedding dress.

"Doctor, how is my daughter...how?"

The old man Gao, who was dressed in scorched black clothes, stood by the table not far away, looking at a rickety doctor in front of him and asked piously.

"Life is safe... I'm afraid this face will never get better."

The doctor's voice was low, and the person standing in front of him staggered back: "It's not going to work..."

Old man Gao murmured in a daze, with a look of bewilderment on his face.

"The thing that my daughter is most proud of is her appearance. If it can't get better..."

The doctor's face was gloomy: "Don't worry about this, has your daughter ever married?"

Old Man Gao: "What, what do you mean..."

"……She is pregnant"

A muffled sound.

"Pregnant, pregnant..."

For a long time, old man Gao murmured, his face full of shock.

The doctor standing aside shook his head without any mercy: "Heh, she must be a boudoir woman from her appearance. How can she be so shameless to have sex with others at such a young age!"

"No, it's not like that..."

Old Man Gao shook his head in confusion. Suddenly, he realized something. He stepped forward and grabbed the doctor's sleeve: "Doctor, I beg you, please don't tell me, okay?"

He hunched over and lowered himself very low, the wrinkles on his face were bunched together in a humble way.

The doctor sneered at Pushing Hands: "I didn't feel ashamed when I did that, but now I know how to ask for help!"

"No, it's not...Doctor, I beg you, please don't say anything."

"I beg you……"

With the sound of begging, old man Gao shook his body, almost falling into the dust.

He bowed down in a fatherly manner, begging, willing to fall into the dust.

Amidst the constant pleading, the doctor remained indifferent with a cold face.

Old man Gao's eyebrows moved, he broke his legs suddenly, and knelt down in front of him.

"Doctor, I am not strict in discipline. I will kowtow to you, so don't tell me."

When the sound fell, he slammed his head on the ground, making a loud bang.

"What are you doing! I can't stand it!"

The doctor's face changed, and he wanted to pull the person kneeling in front of him.

But when the hand reached the kneeling person, it couldn't be held back at all.Old man Gao is a man possessed by a demon, a crazy beast, and even a humble father.

"I beg you..."

"If others find out, my daughter's life will be ruined..."

"I beg you……"

"Can you do me a favor, okay?"

"Is it ok……"

Knocking his head one by one, he knocked in the dust, in the karma of sin, he begged with all his strength, trying to use his clumsiness to save the room, block the disaster, and block the long mouths.

"Okay! You get up, I don't say anything!"

Finally, the doctor uttered angrily.

As if being pardoned, old man Gao raised his head tremblingly.His forehead was already blood red.

"Thank you……"

The voice was hoarse, trembling and calm.

"What a crime!"

The doctor rushed out of the door, and the contemptuous voice was still echoing in the room.

Old man Gao stood up slowly, walked slowly, slowly to the bedside, his hand caressed the ugly scar of the sleeping man, his eyes were full of pity and guilt: "Yinyin...it's all daddy. not good……"

"I knew...Father shouldn't have scolded you..."

Cloudy tears dripped from his eyes bit by bit, hitting the back of his dry hand.

The corners of his mouth were raised up, half crying and half laughing, and he was still muttering: "Okay, don't be afraid now, the sky is falling, and there is a father to support it..."

"Father is here..."

"Yinyin, don't be afraid..."

"Father is..."

The slow voice is like an ancient story about lulling children to sleep.

One sound, spreading in the long night.