Daily life of a slave

Wenhu's life has returned to the normal track of wearing dog rings and locking table legs.

If there is any difference, it is that Wenshu has become a chatterbox.

"Aren't you curious about what I said to Wei Cheng?"

Wen Shu was very interested, as if he really wanted to talk to someone.Wenhu looked at him for a while, then at the chain on her own hand, and then nodded politely.

"curious."

It seems that he felt that his attitude was not sincere enough, so Wenhu added a more sincere look to himself.

Then he was kicked over by Wen Shu.

"It doesn't matter what I tell him, you just need to remember that he will believe what I say, that's all."

Your life, after all, is nothing more than a word from me.

This kind of dialogue would be repeated every once in a while, Wenhu didn't feel annoyed if it was repeated a lot, but Wenshu himself felt that something was wrong - he was afraid that one day the lie would be exposed.

But soon, he found a solution.

Soon it will be the anniversary of Duke Wei's death, and the dog emperor Nu Le will come to the General's Mansion to offer incense for him. Although Nu Le is now being praised for being diligent and close to the people, the rumor that he prefers masculinity has never disappeared.

The rumors that the cruel methods often toss the dead have not disappeared.

Wenshu looked at Wenhu's face covered with bruises but could not conceal the delicate and delicate eyebrows, and suddenly let go of his worries.

"Fifth brother, we are brothers after all."

Wen Shu took a step forward and leaned over to support Wen Hu, and the exquisite boots fell back shortly after landing, revealing an ant that had been crushed into black spots.

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Wei Guogong's death dispute is not glamorous at all. No matter what the original reason was, it is a fact that Wei Cheng voted for the new dynasty, so Wei Cheng didn't do anything about it. His parents have already gone underground, and his children and grandchildren have never been asked to dig them out to listen to gossip. reason.

Therefore, on the anniversary of Duke Wei's death, only Wei's family members worked hard.

Perhaps it was because of the busyness of Wei's family that Wen Shu was infected. He seldom tossed Wen Hu these few days, at most he used some ointment used by women to reduce swelling and remove scars on Wen Hu's face, and said as he wiped it. He was born well, it's a pity to ruin it in his hands.

"Aweng, I think it will be worse in the future."

While peeling walnuts, Wenhu read to the old housekeeper, he is now dressed thickly, his face is also thickly covered with paste, he is not cold, not hungry, and he has no great grievances other than living like a dog.

"Do you think you are doing well now?"

The old butler stared at Wen Hu with swollen eyes. The latter said bitterly and bitterly that it was bad, and at the same time clamped walnuts with the chain in his hand, and his movements were smooth and smooth, smoother than Wei Cheng's dancing with a spear and stick.

"You still have to be shameless, you used to be a prince anyway!"

Living like a beast now, he actually peels walnuts on a dog leash and eats them without any shame?

Wen Hu shifted his gaze from the walnut kernel to the spider web-like face of the old housekeeper.

"Are you trying to steal my walnuts?"

He had heard people talk about the principle of respecting the old and loving the young, but he risked his life to pick out these ten walnuts from under Wenshu's eyelids, and the smallest one felt heartache when he gave it away.

Therefore, the old housekeeper watched Wen Hu carefully hide the remaining walnuts in the interlayer of the clothes, then pulled out a thread end, pulled it, and the thin slit of the interlayer was tightened instantly, once tied, no trace could be seen.

"Fool!"

The old butler didn't want to say much, and was about to leave, he was so busy these days that he was dizzy, he was crazy to use the only time he had to look at this little animal.

If he hadn't dreamed about the young master last night, he wouldn't have gone through this experience.

"Aon."

Wenhu squeezed the walnuts that were well hidden, and smiled at the old man who turned around.

Just like back then, the last time I saw him in Duke Wei's mansion.

"I ask you one thing."

"If I can't pass this hurdle, please help me collect a corpse."

He touched it, and finally found a gold leaf from his body, and stuffed it into the old housekeeper's hand with a distressed expression.

"I originally wanted to use it as a toll for running away, but it didn't work out. I just filled a coffin book for you. It's right to pay for your hard work."

Wen Hu said it with a sincere face, the old butler was so angry that he couldn't speak, he is in good shape, he can eat three bowls for a meal, even if he wants to save the coffin book, it's not his turn to earn money for a day One day people worry about it!

"Beast with no good morals, I'm waiting to collect your body!"

He came to see him with good intentions, and he said such stupid things!

The old man rushed out angrily, maybe he was confused, but he was holding the golden leaf tightly in his hand, and it didn't fall on his face. After walking through three doors, he remembered to throw it back and smash the little bastard to death. Backstroke without a bit of panting.

When he entered the door, he kept his eyes open, fearing that this bastard would make trouble, so he sneaked a peek into the window.

Did not take aim.

The old butler was taken aback. If he hadn't been convinced that the kid didn't have the key on the chain, he would have rushed out to arrest him on the spot.

"A-Ning, I'm afraid of death."

Suddenly, there was such a sound, which made the old man unable to recover for a while.

The room was so quiet that it was easy to follow the sound and find the person who was curled up in a ball under the table.

"I'm really afraid."

The voice was really low, or maybe the old housekeeper's ears were not good enough, he couldn't hear what was next to him, and he could only vaguely feel the little animal crying.

The tears of the little bastard were worthless since he was a child, and he could cry as if his country was ruined and his family destroyed just for a single peanut.

He has watched it countless times and listened to it countless times, so he is no stranger to it.