talk about wine

After the end of the spring silkworms, a batch of mulberry trees in the mulberry garden were cut down, the purpose is to let them grow branches and leaves so that they can continue to raise summer silkworms in summer.

Meng Chuxi checked in the mulberry garden, and the branches and leaves were growing well. When a batch of young leaves were spit out, the summer silkworms had just hatched.

However, the technology of raising silkworms is more demanding in summer when the temperature is high. Because of the sultry heat, the yield of silkworms will be reduced, and the silk spun will be thinner.

In the past, Qiu Yuanzhen didn't care about these things, and he didn't understand that after harvesting mulberry leaves in spring, he had to cut off part of the branches and leaves, so summer silkworms were always miserable, and it often took time and suffered heavy losses.

It is about to enter the hatching stage of summer silkworms. Every day, Meng Chuxi will carefully explain to silkworm farmers how to pay attention to raising summer silkworms, and also advise them on the number of breeding. After all, the benefit is low, so it is better not to follow the trend and raise them in large numbers.

Every time Zhou Qingwu sat in the back and quietly watched Meng Chuxi talking carefully and patiently, all men, women and children looked serious, like students in school, strange but also cute.

Looking at her from such a distance is completely different from the feeling of being alone with two people. In private, she knows very well that she has a special sweetheart. Watching her work from a distance makes her know what an excellent person she is. Talent, wisdom, and heart are all first-class.

It is not difficult to find that the silkworm households in Qingyang Town respect Meng Chuxi very much.

Even though the family background is very different, Meng Chuxi only has a little more gentle and elegant temperament, and does not have the arrogance of ordinary rich and noble families, so there is no sense of distance from these ordinary people at all.

After explaining what should be explained, Meng Chuxi smiled and asked the silkworm farmers to go back. With a glance, he saw Zhou Qingwu who was sitting there looking at him with an unconscious smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth immediately twitched even more.

When everyone left, she walked over with her hands behind her back and said with a smile: "Which little girl is secretly staring at me down there?"

Zhou Qingwu blushed and gave her an angry look.

Meng Chuxi smiled and took her hand, and said a little coquettishly: "I'm hungry, I want to eat hand-rolled noodles made by Qingwu, the kind with chopped green onion and garlic."

Zhou Qingwu's heart was softened by her sudden coquettishness, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed, but he still gestured arrogantly: I don't want to meet.

Meng Chuxi nodded: "I make the noodles, you roll the noodles, I eat the noodles, and you wash the dishes."

Zhou Qingwu burst out laughing, turned his head and waved his hands to ignore her.

Of course, in the end Zhou Qingwu didn't let Meng Chuxi make the noodles, and Meng Chuxi didn't let Zhou Qingwu wash the dishes.It is not as good as the white yellowish noodles of modern fine noodles, but they are still so strong and delicious, pouring in the love of satisfying the sweetheart, and the taste is a mess.

The night is full of love and intimacy, which makes people indulge in it beautifully. Even if you can't bear to cry softly in an emergency, you can still get a glimpse of the satisfaction and joy at that moment.

Meng Chuxi kissed her, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and hugged her limp and boneless body into her arms.The limp and helpless person couldn't speak, couldn't complain about her lover's relentless pursuit, and just bit the soft flesh of her chin.

It made Meng Chuxi laugh lowly, and bit her throat again, satisfied to hear that the laughter changed to the messy and rough one before.

Although the days have changed for the better, the two of them didn't change houses or recruit people, but there are quite a few guards in Sangyuan.

In this era, people are a kind of commodity that is bought and sold in an open and honest manner. Some are sold to wealthy families as concubines, and some are sold to housekeepers and maidservants. Those with tragic fates are also raped by people in Goulan tile stacks.

Just a few days ago, when Meng Chuxi and Zhou Qingwu were in Jiangyin County when they went to the street, they happened to see a group of people making noise around them, occasionally mixed with scolding, scolding, and painful moans that could not be ignored.

Zhou Qingwu glanced at Meng Chuxi, his eyes were full of astonishment, Meng Chuxi thought about it for a while and Zhou Qingwu went forward.

Most of the people in that group were watching the excitement, but they were talking about themselves and talking about what they saw with the people around them.And in the middle of the crowd, a mother in purple was holding a whip in her hand, cursing and whipping a person curled up on the ground.

"Little girl, run away, let you run away. I will take care of your food and housing, and teach you how to be sorry for you. Your parents have sold you to me long ago. It is clearly written in black and white. You ran away." Where do you ask my old lady to get back the two money. This is the second time, if you don't make your memory long, my surname will not be Chen!"

As she spoke, the twitching in her hands became more and more severe. She was beaten so tightly that she held her head and remained motionless, letting the whip whip on her thin back, and bloodstains appeared one by one. She twitched and couldn't help crying out in pain, but Cover your mouth with your hand and press back hard.

Meng Chuxi was extremely shocked and came back to her senses, and immediately stepped forward to block the whip that continued to fall, and said patiently: "If you continue to beat, you will die."

"Here comes the meddling, I bought her back, so what if you kill her, you don't care." The woman surnamed Chen was obviously very angry, and she spoke bluntly.

At the same time, she tried her best to pull out the whip, but found that it hadn't moved at all, and she became more and more annoyed: "Finding faults, right? If there is no one in my Spring Breeze Building, come here!"

Meng Chuxi's expression didn't change, but she said slowly: "I didn't mean to find fault on purpose. Since you said you bought her, it cost you money. Wouldn't it be uneconomical to be beaten to death by you like this?"

After she finished speaking, she let go of her hand and took back the whip. The mother surnamed Chen's expression softened a little, and she still said disdainfully: "I am happy, this is the third time for this dead girl, if you want to run, you will end up like this if you dare to run. It’s fine if you get killed, if you don’t get killed, just drag him to pick up the guests.”

Hearing what she said, the thin and thin body that had been curled up trembled, and then Zhou Qingwu saw her raise her head slightly. There was no pure cowardice at her age in her red eyes, but an unforgettable hatred and despair, which made Zhou Qingwu's heart ache. Tightening, he immediately grabbed Meng Chuxi's sleeve.

Meng Chuxi turned her head to look at her, and patted her hand comfortingly, while Chen's mother over there was even more furious: "You still dare to look at me like this, you are an ant in my hands, you have to do whatever I ask you to do." What are you doing, little bitch, drag me back and continue beating!"

Meng Chuxi felt that Zhou Qingwu's body was tense, and quickly reached out to stop her: "Wait a minute, Boss Chen, this little girl looks like a tough girl. She ran twice before, and the end is not going to be much better. If you dare to run, don't say catch her!" She refuses to admit her mistake, she is ready to die rather than submit. This is the way a child is at this age, I am afraid it is of no value."

Mother Chen glanced at her sideways, and said with a sneer, "You can see clearly, why do you mean I'm the one to forget it? Don't even think about getting out after entering Chunfenglou!"

Meng Chuxi laughed and leaned over and said in a low voice: "To tell you the truth, my master has a hobby recently, and he likes it the most. This kid is only seven or eight years old, and he likes it the most, especially at a young age. It’s hard enough, he likes it, but it’s a scum in the Chunfeng Building. If you hurt a guest, it’s not a fire, so I think..."

The smile on Meng Chuxi's face was careless and cruel. Mother Chen was so surprised that she missed her.

But no one knew the disgust in Meng Chuxi's heart. No matter what era there were people who liked child molestation, it was full of blood, tears and dirt, so disgusting that it made people want to vomit.

"So it's like this, you want it?" She thought about Meng Chuxi's words, and then looked at the bastard who was about to die but was covered in copper and iron, and her heart was a little moved.

"I think so, but how much is Mother Chen asking for?" Her tone was relaxed, with a hint of fun.

"Forty strings."

Meng Chuxi's expression didn't change, he chuckled and said, "Boss Chen's business is dead. He bought forty pieces twice and sold them to me. If she's a woman from a good family, hundreds of pieces of good-looking are not too many. But when I went to Chunfenglou, I'm still a child with little meat, and you've been whipped like this, I'm not sure if I can live. Buying a hot potato for forty pennies is hard, hard."

After finishing speaking, there was still some pity in his tone, and he murmured in a low voice: "I wanted to offer it up to ask for a reward, but now it's gone."

Chen's mother is a fine person, and the lion opened her mouth just now to test Meng Chuxi's mind. Seeing her appearance, she immediately believed what she said, and then smiled and said kindly: "Don't look at the toughness of this bitch, but she is a real yellow flower." Daughter, it’s different from girls in brothels. And if it’s not for being cheap, I wouldn’t consider selling it to you, so let’s do it, thirty pens, thirty pens!”

"Fifteen Guans." Meng Chuxi looked at her after saying a word, glanced at the child, frowned as if seeing something bad, and shook her head with disgust, "Fifteen Guans are bought It's a trouble, forget it, Qingwu, we..."

"Twenty deals!" Chen's mother agreed as if gnashing her teeth. Meng Chuxi was slightly taken aback, hesitated, and finally thought of something, nodded: "Twenty? It's better than before, um... just let it be like this .” This is still reluctant.

But in fact, it was the child who was so stubborn that Chen's mother couldn't resist, and it was destined to be a loss-making business, otherwise it would be impossible to be twenty-one.

Zhou Qingwu saw that Meng Chuxi had settled with the other party, nodded to Meng Chuxi, and turned to help the child.

But the other party's expression was fierce, and he couldn't dodge it, but he didn't dare to run, and just looked at Zhou Qingwu vigilantly.Startled by her action, Zhou Qingwu slowly pointed at her and shook his head, indicating that he had no malicious intentions.

She didn't force her, motioned her to stand up.The child was thin and small like a monkey, his body was covered in cuts and bruises from the beating, and blood was still dripping from his body, Zhou Qingwu couldn't bear to see it.

After thinking about it, Zhou Qingwu took off the beanie he was wearing outside, handed it to the child, and pointed to her body.The child's clothes were all torn, revealing a lot of skin. After all, it was a girl's home, which would embarrass her.

The child's originally vigilant and fearful eyes suddenly froze. She looked at Zhou Qingwu tentatively, and finally reached out slowly to take the clothes.

Zhou Qingwu smiled softly at her knowingly, took a step forward and took the clothes over her body, the child flinched as if in disbelief, and finally lowered his head quickly, not daring to look at Zhou Qingwu.

Meng Chuxi was negotiating with Chen's mother, and after writing down the paperwork, Meng Chuxi went back and asked someone to withdraw the money and send it over, and finally got the child's identity deed.

When Meng Chuxi came home again, Zhou Qingwu was in the room applying medicine to the little girl. The child's half-dressed wounds were criss-crossed, not only the whip wounds, but also bruises. how many hits.

Meng Chuxi frowned: "Has the doctor seen it?"

Hearing her voice suddenly, the little girl, who was tense in pain, immediately pulled up her clothes and curled up to the side, looking at Meng Chuxi with vigilance. Obviously, it took Zhou Qingwu a lot of time to get her to put down her guard. Yes, as for Meng Chuxi, she still has some hostility.

Meng Chuxi was taken aback by her reaction, and Zhou Qingwu gestured on the other side: The doctor just left, left ointment and prescribed medicine.

Meng Chuxi nodded, probably knowing why Dudu was hostile to him, sat down beside her and said softly, "Did you hear what I said to her?"

The child's eyes flickered slightly, and the hatred was hidden quickly in it, but after all, it was a little immature, which was clearly seen by Meng Chuxi.Not intending to add psychological burden to the devastated child, Meng Chuxi explained: "It's all a lie to her. I don't have a master in my family, but I do have a wife. I bought you just to save you, not to dedicate you to her." Someone else's. But don't say that in case she takes the opportunity to sit on the ground and raise the price, you are a real person and shouldn't be traded, and I don't want her to make a lot of profits."

She suddenly said that Madam almost choked Zhou Qingwu, blushed and gave her a look, then hurriedly looked at the little girl, nodded, and pointed to Meng Chuxi as a thumbs up.

"There's only me and this sister at home. You don't have to be afraid of what we will do. Let her give you medicine first. This injury will definitely hurt you to death." Ever since Zhou Qingwu was born, Meng Chuxi never saw a child being bullied like this, and felt distressed No hypocrisy, at least in the eyes of this child, he is completely different from the person who talked about business before.

"Qingwu, you give her medicine, and I'll make food for you."

Thinking of the wound on the child, Meng Chuxi went straight to the street to try his luck at the fish market without much hesitation.It was getting late at this time, the fish market was closed, only a few remained at the bow of the boat, and they were lucky. Although they didn't see the black fish, Meng Chuxi met a soft-shelled turtle, bought a soft-shelled turtle, and Meng Chuxi bought some meat. Just rushed home.

Zhou Qingwu had already wiped the medicine for the little girl and washed off the dirt on her face. She found that the little girl was very good-looking, with a particularly straight nose and deep facial features. Her eyes were not the most common black or brown, but with a faint blue, like a barbarian.

Zhou Qingwu couldn't speak, and didn't know how to communicate with her. She thought for a while and pushed open the window, pointing outside to beckon the child to have a look.

The child couldn't get out of bed because of serious injuries, but when the window was pushed open, she saw a patch of pink roses outside.In the past, she would not take a second look at this kind of scenery, because no matter how beautiful it was, it had nothing to do with her, but this was the first time someone sent the beautiful scenery to her for her to see alone.

She glanced at Zhou Qingwu's deep eyes, which seemed thin and cool because of the light blue, as if a layer of ice was breaking and overflowing with water.

Just at this moment, the sound of footsteps came, and the child looked at the very good-looking woman holding a turtle and a piece of meat, which didn't match her well-dressed and gentle appearance.

She said happily: "Qingwu, I actually saw a soft-shelled turtle in the fish market. You can cook soup to nourish the little guy's body, and the wound will heal quickly."

After crawling and rolling in the market for a long time, seeing too many children with various faces, she wondered in a daze, did she meet a fairy?