Salt Xiao Fulang

Song Xu has a big head.

"...If you don't want me to be nice to you, then I'll treat you a little bit worse." Song Xu thought about it, and said coldly: "Don't cry, drink the soup and sleep!"

Xiaochun: "...Oh."

There was only one bed in the bedroom. Song Xu saw it and didn't say anything. He just took an empty bowl and went out, closing the door behind him.

As the sky darkened, Song Xu didn't light the lamp.

He washed the bowl with water in the daylight, took out the porcelain bottle of unknown medicine from the cabinet, and walked towards the village.

Angrily looking for a doctor.

There lived a bad-tempered old doctor in Dashi Village, and he had heard this from near the big locust tree during the day.

He was afraid that he might not know the place, so he randomly grabbed a young man on the ground and asked him to lead the way.

Tian Xiaoqing who was caught casually: "..."

"Brother Xu, isn't this Brother Xu? Why do you want to find a doctor all of a sudden? How old are you and you need someone to accompany you..."

Tian Xiaoqing is a god-man who puts all the energy he eats into his mouth. He keeps blah blah all the way, which annoys Song Xu very much.

"I'm not feeling well, I can't see clearly, you go ahead and don't talk!"

Dashi Village is not big, everyone is familiar.

This Tian Xiaoqing also watched the excitement in the crowd a few times today, he looked young, only thirteen or fourteen.

Song Xu preliminarily judged that they were not familiar with each other, and felt irritable, revealing a bit of his nature.

Tian Xiaoqing said aggrievedly: "That can't be done, brother Xu, you don't know me too well, even though we didn't play together when we were young, you must have heard of my monstrous giant, Tian Xiaoqing, right!"

Song Xu: "..."

Dare to talk tuberculosis and have a title.

"Hey, I didn't say it, Brother Xu, what are you trying to do with such a ruckus all day long? Anyway, your family doesn't have a mother's family, so what do you want to do? If you really can't do it, just leave him and let it go. Why do you have to Are you looking for excuses here and there?"

Song Xu frowned and glanced at the little chatterbox, and said vaguely: "I was thinking about it before, and we will live well in the future."

"My mother!" Tian Xiaoqing said in surprise, "Are you still Song Xu!? In our entire Dashi Village, no one knows that you beat your wife at home every day, and you want to divorce your wife before you get married... Speaking of last year Didn't Song Qiang and the others come up with the idea of ​​that scene...Hey, you can clean up your little daughter-in-law."

Song Xu: "......"

What kind of scum is the original owner! ?How much has Xiaochun suffered?

The old doctor is also surnamed Song, and after calculation, he is Song Xu's elder who has not been out of the fifth service, so he should be called the sixth uncle.

Song Xu saluted respectfully and let Tian Xiaoqing go.

The sixth uncle didn't have a good look at Song Xu at all, which made Song Xu feel a little relieved.

Because of the confrontation between him and Xiaochun in the past, it seemed that anyone in the village who sympathized with Xiaochun would treat him badly.

Song Xu told about Xiaochun's situation, and Sixth Uncle's complexion became darker and darker.

In the end, he couldn't come up with anything new in cursing. He just drooped his face and sighed deeply.

"Boy Xu, Xiaochun wasn't born to be a slave to be beaten and scolded by you. Even if you raise a beast to eat meat, who doesn't provide it with delicious food and drink before slaughtering it?"

The sixth uncle said this seriously, Song Xu felt uncomfortable, and said in a murmur, "You are right, I am a beast."

The sixth uncle didn't say anything, looked at the wound medicine that Song Xu brought, took it back, and gave him a new bottle.

"It's been a long time for you, and I'll give you a new bottle. Don't fight again when you're well-raised. God has eyes, and karma will come."

***

Back in the hut, Song Xu gently pushed open the bedroom door, moved a lame stool, and sat down in front of Xiaochun.

Xiaochun didn't sleep very soundly, and her breathing was a little short.

Song Xu finally calmed down and sat on the chair.

When a person is tired, he unknowingly relaxes.

At this moment, he propped his forehead with one hand, and played with the porcelain bottle in his hand with the other, thinking about it endlessly.

Does he want to atone for the original owner?Can you take care of someone else's life?

Xiaochun seems to be a submissive child, but after a short time with him, Song Xu concludes that this child is simply rebellious by nature.

When he was unable to resist, he seemed to do whatever he called, but his eyes were full of cold violence.

He didn't want to fit into the world at all.

So he had a cold face all day long at his uncle's house, which made no one like him, and he couldn't wait to throw him away.

Married to Dashi Village, and met Song Xu, a big villain.

Maybe he once had fantasies, but the reality once again disappointed him, and he became more and more indifferent.

He doesn't do anything that might improve his situation, he doesn't talk to the villagers, he doesn't please Song Xu.

Song Xu even suspected that Xiaochun wouldn't call out when the original boss hit someone.

It's just that a living person is a living person. Even if he is numb from sadness and disappointment, and encounters more terrible things, he will still be afraid and cry.

Although Song Xu felt distressed, to be honest, it was impossible for him to fall in love with Xiaochun absurdly in just half a day.

If he wanted to stay, a lot of things including Xiaochun would really fall on his head.

Chunyang County has well-developed transportation, and it is possible to go to several large towns nearby.

He even asked Tian Xiaoqing how to get there at night, Tian Xiaoqing explained it clearly, Song Xu knew it very well.

If you really want to leave, tonight, now, is the best time.

However, he would also lose this little husband who was destined to be with him.

Song Xu thought, his head felt sleepy, and he fell asleep with his head tilted unknowingly.

It wasn't until the early morning sun hit his face that he belatedly realized... It's the next day! ?

He pinched his cheek in a daze, and it hurt a little.

Looking back, the little husband was standing at the door of the room holding a wooden tray and looking at him expressionlessly.

Song Xu: "..." A little embarrassed.

"Wait!" He suddenly remembered: "Why are you taking things with your hands!? Put them down!"

Xiaochun subconsciously took two steps back, and Song Xu took a step and half embraced her in his arms.

Song Xu snatched the tray, looked down and became even angrier: "You still make breakfast!? Don't your hands hurt?"

Xiaochun followed Song Xu, sat down a little helplessly, and was fed breakfast by Song Xu in a daze.

Breakfast is a paste made of buckwheat flour, served with a plate of mustard.

Song Xu couldn't figure out where the buckwheat flour came from, obviously he searched the kitchen yesterday.

After eating and drinking enough, Xiaochun wanted to wash the dishes, but Song Xu held him back with a serious face: "Sit."

Song Xu's face darkened, quite majestic.

Xiaochun was once a little scared by him, and instinctively felt a little scared, so he sat down obediently like an honest rabbit.

"Can you speak?"

Xiaochun swallowed her saliva: "Yes."

Other than the hoarseness, there seemed to be no major problems.

Song Xu was relieved for a while, but still said with a straight face: "I have something to discuss with you. Those people from the brothel yesterday..."

Xiaochun trembled visibly.

Song Xu paused depressedly, and could only lower his voice: "...do you have any plans?"

Xiaochun didn't seem to expect Song Xu to ask him what he thought, so he paused for a while before slowly saying: "...Before they do, sell me to the market."

"..." Song Xu was depressed.

"...?" Xiaochun was at a loss.

"Little Yingxia, do you have a brain problem? I've told you so many times, I won't sell you!"

"Ah..." Xiaochun swallowed, "Then... what should I do then."

Xiaochun is actually very beautiful, with bland facial features, which may seem unreasonable at first glance.But unexpectedly, he has a head of soft fur, and the sunlight that shines into the room makes those disobedient messy hair fluffy.

Song Xu couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to touch it.

soft.

"I have an idea and I need your cooperation. In addition, I need money."

Xiaochun frowned.

Song Xu was relentless: "Tell me, how much money does our family have?"

***

Three days later.

On the East Street of Chunyang County, there is a resplendent mansion, which is the Qian Mansion.

It's just that although the house is big, the serious master inside is not at home for many years, but hangs around in the most prosperous places in the city.

Xuefengyuan is a restaurant with only twins, and the madam is raising fifty or sixty twins, not counting the children who haven't grown up yet.

Although it is Shuang'er, but in places like brothels, Shuang'er behaves the same as women. They are all painted and painted, wishing to twist into a twisted flower.

It was broad daylight, but the hall was not deserted.There were red candles burning and red lanterns hanging in the lobby, and a dozen or so beautiful little pairs were crowded around the person in the middle, as if they were going to bury him in a pile of incense powder.

"Hahaha Master Qian~~ Don't scratch him, it's very itchy!"

"You little goblin, it's just right to itch... Master, scratch again at night, scratch again hahahahahaha!"

All of a sudden, everyone burst into laughter, with fragrant tulle, laughter, and the scene was unbearable to look at.

After a while, Mr. Qian in the middle took a breather, straightened his clothes, and stretched out his hand to beck the old bustard.

"I looked at the accounts... What's going on, the money you've earned for three consecutive months is not as good as the Chunhua Pavilion next door..." A little Shuang'er offered a teacup in a polite manner, and Qian Sangou took it smoothly, bowing his head. Looking at the swollen eyeballs, it seems that there is only a line left in the eyes: "Chunhua Pavilion...it's just a place for pure singing, you can't compare it, then I have to change people..."

"Don't!" The old bustard was startled, and tremblingly said: "Oh...to tell you the truth, three months ago, my number one red peony here got sick, and then passed it on to Qinggui and Ziyuan...I can't help it. We can only send people to the country village, it is inevitable that this guest will..."

The bustard looked up cautiously, but was facing Qian Sangou's shrewd eyes.

He quickly lowered his head and continued: "We started buying newcomers three months ago...but you see, it's not so good to have good looks. However, we have already bought it! Bought four small Shuang'er, it should be here today!"

"...Well." Qian Sangou looked away, and gently blew on the teacup in his hand. His posture seemed to be imitating some romantic figure. Coupled with his terrible appearance, it only seemed weird.

After a while, there was noise at the gate.

The bustard breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a beaming smile, "Hey, it's here! Master, do you want to go and see something new?"

Qian Sangou is a hopeless womanizer, and it is strange that he is not interested.

As soon as he stood up, he saw a group of his subordinates walking over with three crying twins.

"What's going on?" Qian Sangou's face darkened: "Didn't you say you bought four?"

The one who took this job was the sharp-mouthed one that day.

He cursed bad luck in his heart, but at this moment he could only kneel down in front of Qian Sangou with a mournful face: "Master, it's all because the servant is not good at things! There is a little peasant boy who should have been brought back today, but unexpectedly, he suddenly became pregnant! Then the master will not sell it..."

"Suddenly pregnant!?" Qian Sangou gritted his teeth: "I've seen pregnant ones, but I haven't seen 'sudden' pregnant ones yet!"

He smashed the cup in his hand to the ground: "Check! Find out what's in it for me!"