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Chapter 48 Broken Dreams Linked Together
"Bah! My father worked hard for the emperor, and finally he was assigned to such a crappy place!" The well-dressed man was not an ordinary person at first glance.
The servant at the side knew that his master had a bad temper, so he apologized and said with a smile, "Master, you can't say that. We are in Peizhou, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away. You can't cover the sky with one hand here!"
"Cover the sky with one hand?" Wen Xiaoyue, who was carrying the sedan chair, rolled his eyes, "If my father dies, I can still cover the sky with one hand! His old antique is always afraid of this and that, and he is always afraid of being retaliated by the thieves from the previous dynasty. Don't allow me to show off, if he doesn't care about me, that's fine!"
In the middle of Wen Xiaoyue's words, his eyes were drawn away by a figure in the teaching workshop.
At the door of the teaching workshop, the man put the basket aside and opened his arms obediently.Fangzhu's mother measured him with a measuring ruler, and smiled, she took a piece of red silk and gesticulated twice on the man's body, grasping the slender waist.
The red made the man's facial features particularly bright and moving. The man's eyes were fixed on the ground, and he didn't dare to move. When his back was touched, his cheeks flushed, his eyes blinked twice, and the waves flowed, making people completely ignore him. The wind and rain outside all day long ruined the uneven skin.
"Hey! Well, who is that little beauty? Go ask!" In order to better see the person, the man stood up and stared.
After asking, the little servant replied, "Master, that man is Xiao Conger, a villager in Fengxi Village, Linguangou. He comes to the city to exchange food on the first and fifteenth day of every month. Mother Jiang likes him and thinks he To be honest, I often give him some cloth clothes to wear! No, I was measuring him just now!"
Wen Xiaoyue rubbed his chin, recalling in his mind the handsome side face of that young man, the radiant and exquisite facial features but with clear and clean eyes, this contrast made him lick his lips.
"You bring him to the house for me..." Wen Xiaoyue said to the servant.
"You want to..." Knowing who his eldest son is, the servant couldn't help feeling sorry for Xiao Conger.
"If I tell you to go, go! The person must be left intact. If you can solve it with money, you will be given the money. If the money does not work, you will have to tie the person!"
That day, Xiao Cong'er, who was on his way home, was kidnapped and taken to the Prince's Mansion. In the middle of the night, with a clear cracking sound in the backyard of the Prince's Mansion, Xiao Cong'er escaped while the guards were not paying attention.
He was terrified, what kind of prince would take off his clothes and his pants when he came up, his strength was not as strong as others, so he had to lift the vase on the table and knock the little prince unconscious.
He had injured his knee when he was kidnapped. His knee had been injured by an accident in his early years, but now the sting was killing him.
After walking with a limp on his sore knee for nearly two hours, Xiao Conger returned home. At this time, he was already sweating profusely and panting heavily from exhaustion.
The moon hangs on the branches, and the moon on a winter night seems to be covered by tulle, hidden in the mist of the sky, and only the cold moonlight pours down through the tulle like a galaxy.
At this point, Xiao Conger reckoned that the master had already fallen asleep, so he took a few deep breaths, and when his breathing was stable, he crept open the door.
Before he stepped in, a pillow fell out and threw it at him.
"You still know to come back?" There was no lamp in the room, it was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers.
Xue Jing's voice was extremely indifferent in the darkness.
Xiao Conger hugged the pillow and said nothing.
Xue Jing said sarcastically: "Don't you just want to leave, you go, who cares about you!"
"I didn't think... I didn't want to leave!" Xiao Conger explained, but the fact that he was a big man who was almost raped by a man was hard to say.
"Then you just want to starve me to death! Do you think I'm a drag on you, or that I'm a useless person wasting food?"
Xiao Cong went out on the second morning and only returned now. During this time, Xue Jing did not touch any food or food.
"Yes... I'm sorry!" When Xiao Conger was tied up, the basket was thrown halfway on the way, and the food he earned after a hard day was gone. He regretted it. It didn't matter if he was hungry, but it was his fault if he was hungry. up!
"There are still a few pieces of steamed buns in the pot. I...will warm them up for you, okay?" Xiao Conger asked. In fact, he hasn't eaten until now. After walking for a day, he was already hungry. , but he was afraid of being overtaken by the people from the prince's mansion, so he didn't dare to delay, and hurried all the way back.
Xue Jing in the room coughed twice, "Don't eat, and don't come in, I don't want to see you!"
"You...cough, it's going to be winter, did you catch a cold?" Xiao Conger was worried.
"You don't have to worry about it!"
After that, there was no sound in the room.
Xiao Conger knew that his master liked to be alone when he was angry, so he whispered goodnight, closed the door of the hut, and skillfully slept in the cowshed outside.
After massaging his swollen calves and painful knees a few times, he didn't eat for a day, and his old problem of stomach problems seemed to have occurred. He covered his body with thatch as a quilt and fell asleep enduring the pain.
On the second day, Xiao Cong'er went into the house to make breakfast for his master as if nothing had happened.
He has been with his master for more than ten years, and he has already figured out the other party's temperament. The master is a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person, and his temper comes and goes quickly.
Lifting the lid of the pot, there were only three hard steamed buns left inside.
Xiao Conger thought for a while, he just knocked out the elder son yesterday, if someone comes to make trouble, he doesn't care, it's a cheap life, but it's not good if he hurts the master!
Let's not go out today!
Thinking of this, he tightened his belt, warmed up the steamed buns and sent them to Xue Jing to eat.
Xue Jing covered his mouth and coughed twice, then took the steamed bun.
At noon, there was another piece of steamed buns.
Xue Jing frowned, glanced at Xiao Conger, and finally took it reluctantly and ate it.
In the evening, it was another piece of steamed bun.
"Why is it a steamed bun again!" Xue Jing frowned, turning his face away in dissatisfaction.
"I'm suffering from the wind and cold, so you just feed me this? Three meals a day, every meal is full of steamed buns, what am I talking about! You just want to starve me to death!"
Xiao Conger shook his head in fright, how dare he!
There was a light rain falling outside, the wind came with the rain, the breeze rolled the drizzle, followed the breeze, the strong wind followed closely, and the rain became heavier and heavier.
"Master, I can't find anything else to eat at this late hour. You will just make do with it..." Xiao Conger wanted to explain that he would go to the town to exchange some food and come back tomorrow. With the rumbling thunder, he suddenly thought of being beaten by him. The dizzy Shizi said, "Why don't you wait until you are well, I'll go to the town and buy an old hen to nourish your body!"
"If you don't eat, don't eat, I'm afraid that eating this tasteless steamed bun will make my illness worse!" Xue Jing coughed again, and the cool wind blew into the hut, making his throat itchy even more. "Such a big village, Even if you make a scallion roll, it's better than eating this white flour steamed bun!"
It turned out that the master wanted to eat the green onion rolls from the old Litou in the next village, and Xiao Conger suddenly understood.
He bought it for his master once before, the fried scallions were delicious and crispy, and the mantou rolls brushed with scallion oil tasted so good, the master ate three of them in one go!
Then tomorrow morning, he will go to Lao Litou's to buy two and come back, the master must be happy to eat them!
After thinking about it, he grinned foolishly, and tightened his trouser belt even more.
"I don't know what you're laughing at, you're as stupid as a pig!" Xue Jing cursed, seeing the heavy rain outside, he remembered Xiao Conger's leg disease, so he didn't drive Xiao Conger out to sleep in the cowshed at night.
Early the next morning, the sky was just dawning, the rain was still falling, and it was not yet clear.
Xiao Conger's biological clock is very punctual. For more than ten years, he has woken up at this time every day.
Tightening his belt, putting on a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, he set out for the next village. Before leaving, he did not forget to pour water into the broken bowl on the table. When the master woke up later, he would drink water if he was thirsty.
He never felt that there was anything wrong with what he did. He was respectful, groveling, and beat and scolded.
He has been like this for more than ten years, he has no family, his master is his family, and being kind to his master has become his motivation to live.
Xiao Conger was very popular in the neighboring village, so when he arrived at the green onion rolls, he chatted with them a few more times, counting the time, the master should wake up, so he got up and rushed back.
On the way back, the rain was even worse than last night, and the raindrops hit the bamboo hat, making him almost unable to lift his head.
The river rose, half of the wooden bridge connecting the two villages was submerged, and he couldn't find where the end of the bridge was. He had no choice but to drag off his shoes and socks, roll up his trousers and walk across the river.
The wind was violent and the rain was blowing away. Xiao Conger had no time to regret that the rain was blurred in front of his eyes. He quickly wiped the rain off his face and took the time to cross the river.
The rain gradually weakened, and Xiao Conger also found the position of the wooden bridge.
He had just climbed onto the bridge when a pair of expensive boots appeared in front of him. Looking up, Wen Xiaoyue appeared in front of him holding an umbrella, and there were two or three followers behind him. They were all big and three thick, with a strong figure. .
"This poor country is so remote, it's so easy for me to find! I came to look for you as soon as I woke up, isn't it too happy? Haha! Don't you know how to run? Let's see where you are going!"
Xiao Cong'er secretly called out "No", and obediently stood still.
Wen Xiaoyue thought he gave in, and walked towards him arrogantly.
"It's okay to be so good early!"
As soon as he walked in front of Xiao Cong'er, before he could stand still, Xiao Cong'er slammed his head into Shizi's stomach, knocked him to the ground, turned and ran wildly.
"His grandma's! Don't move!" Wen Xiaoyue stopped the surrounding followers, "Master cleans him himself!"
Once the rain becomes lighter, it stops quickly.
Xiao Conger was caught before he ran far. He hadn't eaten for two days, so he didn't have any energy.
Pulling hard and resisting desperately, he finally made Shi Zi anxious. He angrily dragged Xiao Lianzi, who had been beaten all over his body, to the river, and pushed his head into the river.
"Dare to beat me, do you know who I am? Ah!"
Xiao Conger struggled desperately, but he was too tired and uncomfortable, his heart could not breathe, and his internal organs were in burning pain.
It seems like a long time has passed.
The person in his hand was silent, Wen Xiaoyue picked it up and saw that he was really dead.
How unlucky!
He kicked Xiao Conger's body into the river with two kicks.
After the rain, the sky cleared, the earth warmed up, and the dazzling and colorful sunlight penetrated the thin clouds and shone into the rippling river.
[The author has something to say: I was shocked when I went back to my hometown on New Year’s Day and there were so many people.
Happy New Year???????.??】
The servant at the side knew that his master had a bad temper, so he apologized and said with a smile, "Master, you can't say that. We are in Peizhou, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away. You can't cover the sky with one hand here!"
"Cover the sky with one hand?" Wen Xiaoyue, who was carrying the sedan chair, rolled his eyes, "If my father dies, I can still cover the sky with one hand! His old antique is always afraid of this and that, and he is always afraid of being retaliated by the thieves from the previous dynasty. Don't allow me to show off, if he doesn't care about me, that's fine!"
In the middle of Wen Xiaoyue's words, his eyes were drawn away by a figure in the teaching workshop.
At the door of the teaching workshop, the man put the basket aside and opened his arms obediently.Fangzhu's mother measured him with a measuring ruler, and smiled, she took a piece of red silk and gesticulated twice on the man's body, grasping the slender waist.
The red made the man's facial features particularly bright and moving. The man's eyes were fixed on the ground, and he didn't dare to move. When his back was touched, his cheeks flushed, his eyes blinked twice, and the waves flowed, making people completely ignore him. The wind and rain outside all day long ruined the uneven skin.
"Hey! Well, who is that little beauty? Go ask!" In order to better see the person, the man stood up and stared.
After asking, the little servant replied, "Master, that man is Xiao Conger, a villager in Fengxi Village, Linguangou. He comes to the city to exchange food on the first and fifteenth day of every month. Mother Jiang likes him and thinks he To be honest, I often give him some cloth clothes to wear! No, I was measuring him just now!"
Wen Xiaoyue rubbed his chin, recalling in his mind the handsome side face of that young man, the radiant and exquisite facial features but with clear and clean eyes, this contrast made him lick his lips.
"You bring him to the house for me..." Wen Xiaoyue said to the servant.
"You want to..." Knowing who his eldest son is, the servant couldn't help feeling sorry for Xiao Conger.
"If I tell you to go, go! The person must be left intact. If you can solve it with money, you will be given the money. If the money does not work, you will have to tie the person!"
That day, Xiao Cong'er, who was on his way home, was kidnapped and taken to the Prince's Mansion. In the middle of the night, with a clear cracking sound in the backyard of the Prince's Mansion, Xiao Cong'er escaped while the guards were not paying attention.
He was terrified, what kind of prince would take off his clothes and his pants when he came up, his strength was not as strong as others, so he had to lift the vase on the table and knock the little prince unconscious.
He had injured his knee when he was kidnapped. His knee had been injured by an accident in his early years, but now the sting was killing him.
After walking with a limp on his sore knee for nearly two hours, Xiao Conger returned home. At this time, he was already sweating profusely and panting heavily from exhaustion.
The moon hangs on the branches, and the moon on a winter night seems to be covered by tulle, hidden in the mist of the sky, and only the cold moonlight pours down through the tulle like a galaxy.
At this point, Xiao Conger reckoned that the master had already fallen asleep, so he took a few deep breaths, and when his breathing was stable, he crept open the door.
Before he stepped in, a pillow fell out and threw it at him.
"You still know to come back?" There was no lamp in the room, it was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers.
Xue Jing's voice was extremely indifferent in the darkness.
Xiao Conger hugged the pillow and said nothing.
Xue Jing said sarcastically: "Don't you just want to leave, you go, who cares about you!"
"I didn't think... I didn't want to leave!" Xiao Conger explained, but the fact that he was a big man who was almost raped by a man was hard to say.
"Then you just want to starve me to death! Do you think I'm a drag on you, or that I'm a useless person wasting food?"
Xiao Cong went out on the second morning and only returned now. During this time, Xue Jing did not touch any food or food.
"Yes... I'm sorry!" When Xiao Conger was tied up, the basket was thrown halfway on the way, and the food he earned after a hard day was gone. He regretted it. It didn't matter if he was hungry, but it was his fault if he was hungry. up!
"There are still a few pieces of steamed buns in the pot. I...will warm them up for you, okay?" Xiao Conger asked. In fact, he hasn't eaten until now. After walking for a day, he was already hungry. , but he was afraid of being overtaken by the people from the prince's mansion, so he didn't dare to delay, and hurried all the way back.
Xue Jing in the room coughed twice, "Don't eat, and don't come in, I don't want to see you!"
"You...cough, it's going to be winter, did you catch a cold?" Xiao Conger was worried.
"You don't have to worry about it!"
After that, there was no sound in the room.
Xiao Conger knew that his master liked to be alone when he was angry, so he whispered goodnight, closed the door of the hut, and skillfully slept in the cowshed outside.
After massaging his swollen calves and painful knees a few times, he didn't eat for a day, and his old problem of stomach problems seemed to have occurred. He covered his body with thatch as a quilt and fell asleep enduring the pain.
On the second day, Xiao Cong'er went into the house to make breakfast for his master as if nothing had happened.
He has been with his master for more than ten years, and he has already figured out the other party's temperament. The master is a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person, and his temper comes and goes quickly.
Lifting the lid of the pot, there were only three hard steamed buns left inside.
Xiao Conger thought for a while, he just knocked out the elder son yesterday, if someone comes to make trouble, he doesn't care, it's a cheap life, but it's not good if he hurts the master!
Let's not go out today!
Thinking of this, he tightened his belt, warmed up the steamed buns and sent them to Xue Jing to eat.
Xue Jing covered his mouth and coughed twice, then took the steamed bun.
At noon, there was another piece of steamed buns.
Xue Jing frowned, glanced at Xiao Conger, and finally took it reluctantly and ate it.
In the evening, it was another piece of steamed bun.
"Why is it a steamed bun again!" Xue Jing frowned, turning his face away in dissatisfaction.
"I'm suffering from the wind and cold, so you just feed me this? Three meals a day, every meal is full of steamed buns, what am I talking about! You just want to starve me to death!"
Xiao Conger shook his head in fright, how dare he!
There was a light rain falling outside, the wind came with the rain, the breeze rolled the drizzle, followed the breeze, the strong wind followed closely, and the rain became heavier and heavier.
"Master, I can't find anything else to eat at this late hour. You will just make do with it..." Xiao Conger wanted to explain that he would go to the town to exchange some food and come back tomorrow. With the rumbling thunder, he suddenly thought of being beaten by him. The dizzy Shizi said, "Why don't you wait until you are well, I'll go to the town and buy an old hen to nourish your body!"
"If you don't eat, don't eat, I'm afraid that eating this tasteless steamed bun will make my illness worse!" Xue Jing coughed again, and the cool wind blew into the hut, making his throat itchy even more. "Such a big village, Even if you make a scallion roll, it's better than eating this white flour steamed bun!"
It turned out that the master wanted to eat the green onion rolls from the old Litou in the next village, and Xiao Conger suddenly understood.
He bought it for his master once before, the fried scallions were delicious and crispy, and the mantou rolls brushed with scallion oil tasted so good, the master ate three of them in one go!
Then tomorrow morning, he will go to Lao Litou's to buy two and come back, the master must be happy to eat them!
After thinking about it, he grinned foolishly, and tightened his trouser belt even more.
"I don't know what you're laughing at, you're as stupid as a pig!" Xue Jing cursed, seeing the heavy rain outside, he remembered Xiao Conger's leg disease, so he didn't drive Xiao Conger out to sleep in the cowshed at night.
Early the next morning, the sky was just dawning, the rain was still falling, and it was not yet clear.
Xiao Conger's biological clock is very punctual. For more than ten years, he has woken up at this time every day.
Tightening his belt, putting on a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, he set out for the next village. Before leaving, he did not forget to pour water into the broken bowl on the table. When the master woke up later, he would drink water if he was thirsty.
He never felt that there was anything wrong with what he did. He was respectful, groveling, and beat and scolded.
He has been like this for more than ten years, he has no family, his master is his family, and being kind to his master has become his motivation to live.
Xiao Conger was very popular in the neighboring village, so when he arrived at the green onion rolls, he chatted with them a few more times, counting the time, the master should wake up, so he got up and rushed back.
On the way back, the rain was even worse than last night, and the raindrops hit the bamboo hat, making him almost unable to lift his head.
The river rose, half of the wooden bridge connecting the two villages was submerged, and he couldn't find where the end of the bridge was. He had no choice but to drag off his shoes and socks, roll up his trousers and walk across the river.
The wind was violent and the rain was blowing away. Xiao Conger had no time to regret that the rain was blurred in front of his eyes. He quickly wiped the rain off his face and took the time to cross the river.
The rain gradually weakened, and Xiao Conger also found the position of the wooden bridge.
He had just climbed onto the bridge when a pair of expensive boots appeared in front of him. Looking up, Wen Xiaoyue appeared in front of him holding an umbrella, and there were two or three followers behind him. They were all big and three thick, with a strong figure. .
"This poor country is so remote, it's so easy for me to find! I came to look for you as soon as I woke up, isn't it too happy? Haha! Don't you know how to run? Let's see where you are going!"
Xiao Cong'er secretly called out "No", and obediently stood still.
Wen Xiaoyue thought he gave in, and walked towards him arrogantly.
"It's okay to be so good early!"
As soon as he walked in front of Xiao Cong'er, before he could stand still, Xiao Cong'er slammed his head into Shizi's stomach, knocked him to the ground, turned and ran wildly.
"His grandma's! Don't move!" Wen Xiaoyue stopped the surrounding followers, "Master cleans him himself!"
Once the rain becomes lighter, it stops quickly.
Xiao Conger was caught before he ran far. He hadn't eaten for two days, so he didn't have any energy.
Pulling hard and resisting desperately, he finally made Shi Zi anxious. He angrily dragged Xiao Lianzi, who had been beaten all over his body, to the river, and pushed his head into the river.
"Dare to beat me, do you know who I am? Ah!"
Xiao Conger struggled desperately, but he was too tired and uncomfortable, his heart could not breathe, and his internal organs were in burning pain.
It seems like a long time has passed.
The person in his hand was silent, Wen Xiaoyue picked it up and saw that he was really dead.
How unlucky!
He kicked Xiao Conger's body into the river with two kicks.
After the rain, the sky cleared, the earth warmed up, and the dazzling and colorful sunlight penetrated the thin clouds and shone into the rippling river.
[The author has something to say: I was shocked when I went back to my hometown on New Year’s Day and there were so many people.
Happy New Year???????.??】
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