husband in another world

"This kid once begged me to take his lunch home, but he refused to eat it himself, saying otherwise Zheng Liu would beat him to death. I really couldn't bear it, so I agreed."

Shen Mo didn't make a sound for a while after hearing this, and suddenly asked: "Do you think you did this with good intentions, to help this child? No, I tell you that you are helping the evildoers, good intentions will not be used in the right place, and will only backfire."

Cheng Yu didn't understand, he was doing this to help the child, so that he would be beaten less.

Shen Mo said: "The greed of the bad guys is endless, and it can't be satisfied by your small favors. You think that if you let the child bring the food back, Zheng Liu will be happy, and you can save the child from beating the child. No, he will only get worse, and gradually become more and more greedy. If you don’t believe me, you can ask this child, since you kindly let him work in the dyeing workshop until now, has he ever missed a beat on his body. "

"This..." Cheng Yu was at a loss for words, no need to ask, this child was working under his nose every day, adding new wounds to old wounds every day.

Shen Mo sighed, "That's all, that's it."

As soon as Shen Mo lifted his foot and walked out of the door, he saw Aunt Shen waiting for him outside the cloth dyeing workshop, with an unkind light in her eyes, but crying miserably on her face.

"Shen Mo, you are generous. Now that your family is so rich and powerful, don't make things difficult for me, an old woman. It is not easy for us orphans and widows. I beg you to let us go. Let's find a way out!" As he spoke, he even knelt down and kowtowed to Shen Mo.

Shen Mo's face was livid, and he dodged away.what is this?Force him in front of his workers?

There was only deep disgust in Shen Mo's heart, and the last bit of pitiful affection for Aunt Shen's orphans and widows over the years was also wiped out.

"I don't understand what Aunt Shen means? Why did my Zhou family make things difficult for you? The two masters and I are now in the town almost every day, and it is rare to come back from the village. Why are you being forced? Where is it making things difficult for you? Where is it making things difficult for you?" , today you don’t have to hide it, just tell it all, just to let the workers in my family hear it, and let them know what kind of person my boss is like?”

Aunt Shen cried and said: "Your family and my family have terminated the contract relationship, and you don't need my son to come to your house to work. Isn't this forcing us orphans and widows to die?"

Heh, after hearing Mrs. Shen's nonsense now, the workers couldn't stand it, and pointed at Mrs. Shen and scolded her for being shameless.

Shen Mo said coldly: "If you say so, if you don't invite you and your son to work, it will be my Zhou family forcing you. There are too many people in the village who haven't been invited to work, wouldn't it be my Zhou family forcing people to work?" ?”

"I don't care, if you don't hire my family to work, you are forcing us to die!" Now that the trouble has reached this point, Aunt Shen's only thought is whether to succeed or not.

Shen Mo is too lazy to talk nonsense with her anymore, these few words will let his workers know who is the unreasonable one.She raised her leg and was about to leave, but Aunt Shen held the mentality of failing or succeeding, and it was impossible for Shen Mo to let Shen Mo leave.

Aunt Shen rushed up and bumped heavily into Shen Mo's body. Shen Mo's body fell back uncontrollably, and different voices were shouting and screaming in his ears.

"Zhou Fulang, be careful, protect your head, there is a big rock behind you."

But it was too late, Shen Mo fell heavily backwards, seeing that his head was about to be knocked on the stone, suddenly a small figure rushed out from the cloth dyeing workshop, the child moved quickly, and lay down on the stone first, Wrapping the stone tightly with his whole small body, Shen Mo's head hit the child hard.

Everything settled in an instant, but Cheng Yu's forehead and body were soaked through.Seeing that Shen Mo was fine, he seemed to come back to his senses.

"Zhou Fulang...how are you?"

Aunt Shen on the side didn't expect things to get to this point, she just wanted to rush forward and hug Shen Mo, crying and begging, so that others would think that Shen Mo had done something to her, and then forced to use her house, but she didn't expect to use her force It was so violent that it knocked Shen Mo down.

Aunt Shen stood there dumbfounded.

Shen Mo turned over, his first reaction was to look at the child who used his own body to cushion him.

The little boy must have fainted from the pain, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was dripping with cold sweat.

"Quick, Brother Cheng, drive the ox cart, let's go to town."

The bullock cart was almost sent flying by Cheng Yu, and arrived in the town a cup of tea sooner than usual.

Shen Mo broke into a medical clinic with someone in his arms, and shouted anxiously: "Doctor, doctor, please show this child, whether he has injured any internal organs."

A doctor rushed over, rolled his eyelids, felt his pulse, and lifted up the little boy's clothes. When he saw the densely packed new wounds and old wounds on the little boy's body, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The child didn't hurt his internal organs, he just passed out from the pain. I just don't know whose child it is. How could the adults be willing to beat him up like this?"

Shen Mo shook his head, his eye circles were hot, he used to feel pitiful for this child, but now this child has been used as a human cushion for him in order to save him, and the feelings in his heart become very complicated when he looks at the injury.

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo..." A man in the cloth dyeing workshop reported a letter to Zhou Jing, and Zhou Jing rushed over in a hurry.

"I'm fine, but this kid wants to save me..." Shen Mo couldn't hold back his sobs as soon as he opened his mouth.

Seeing that Shen Mo was fine, Zhou Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the bed. The child lying on the bed was the adopted son that Zheng Liu brought yesterday.

The child's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes in a daze. He didn't seem to see where he was, and called out unconsciously: "Mom, I'm in pain."

Shen Mo's heart seemed to be broken, he rushed up and hugged the little boy, "Good boy, it won't hurt after taking the medicine, good boy."

The little boy was fed the medicine and fell asleep again, but his hand was holding Shen Mo's tightly, and there was a smile that had never been seen before on the corner of his mouth.

While wiping his tears, Shen Mo applied medicine to the little boy. The number of injuries on the boy's body was too many for Shen Mo to count.

"Brother Jing, let's adopt this child. He saved my life. If it wasn't for him, I would be the one who bleeds today."

Zhou Jing squatted on the ground and gently wiped the little boy's body, "Okay, let's raise him."

Shen Mo said: "That Mrs. Shen and Zheng Liu must not be let go."

"Don't worry, Mrs. Shen, I will teach her a lesson she will never forget. She will tell her to take a detour when she meets Zhou. As for Zheng Liu, I won't let him have a good life. It's just how to solve him. Let the child grow up and let him make the decision, and we will charge some interest first."

Zhou Jing didn't show up at all, just found someone to go to Zheng Liu's house, and Zheng Liu happily sold the little boy for only two taels of silver. What's more, he didn't know that the child saved the head of the Zhou family's beloved husband, otherwise the greed of Zheng Liu's family might be hard to overcome.

Shen Mo, Zhou Jing and the two changed the little boy into clean clothes, wrapped them in a small quilt, paid two taels of silver for the consultation fee, and brought them back to the shop in the town.

As soon as she entered the door, Chen Huihui came up to her and said anxiously: "Zhou Fulang, are you okay? Just now a villager came to report to the master that you had fallen, which frightened the master. Fortunately, you are fine."

"En." Shen Mo nodded, all his attention was on the little boy, he carefully carried him into the room, put him on the bed, and pulled the thin blanket over his body.

Standing by the bed, Chen Huihui looked at her body covered in injuries. Although she had changed into neat clothes and wiped her face clean, she was still a dirty little girl with greasy hair.

"Who is this kid?"

Zhou Jing pointed outside, "Let's go out and talk, don't disturb the child, let him sleep more."

Chen Huihui was a little surprised at the child's identity and couldn't help but glance at it. After following Zhou Jing out, she was still curious: "Which family's young master is it? Why is he playing so dirty?"

Zhou Jing said lightly, "It's me and Xiaomo's child."

"Ah." Chen Huihui covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Did you bring it back after raising it in the countryside?"

"Yeah." Zhou Jing ordered: "Go to the kitchen and cook yam porridge, cook it with white rice, don't put coarse grains, cook it thicker, the child has been hungry for a long time, and his stomach hurts."

"Oh." Chen Huihui agreed, but felt strange in her heart.How did the young master of the Zhou family look like a wandering child, his hair was dirty and not to mention, listening to the master's words, it seemed that he hadn't eaten for a long time.But the Zhou family is so rich, even if she is a maid, she can eat rice, fish and meat casually, why is her young master so hungry?

With a full stomach full of questions, Chen Huihui entered the kitchen.

The little boy didn't sleep for a long time, he woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and stayed there for a long time before he seemed to react.

"Are you awake?" Shen Mo asked happily.

The little boy didn't answer, and wanted to get up and go to the ground, but as soon as he moved, his stomach twitched and hurt.He didn't cry out for pain, and he didn't even cover his belly with his hands, just lowered his head and crawled down.

This stubborn look made Shen Mo's heart ache, and he hurried over to stop him.

"You still have injuries, don't move, does it hurt?" Shen Mo coaxed the child gently.

The child didn't seem to appreciate it, instead, he bypassed him and continued to crawl down from the bed.

Shen Mo held the child in his arms, coaxing it like a baby.

"Hey, don't move, your body hurts, eat some porridge later, and then lie down."

The child probably has never been coaxed like this before in such an adult, and he lost his mind for a while, but when he realized it after a while, he smiled sarcastically.

"What's the difference between walking now and walking for a while?" The little boy's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, like gravel rubbing against sandpaper.And the voice has a kind of indifference that this age should definitely not have. The sorrow that has been honed by life, life and death no longer matter is greater than the indifference of death, as if there is nothing to arouse the slightest ripple in his heart.

Shen Mo's heart seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand, and he was so painful that he couldn't speak for a while.It wasn't until the little boy in his arms struggled again that he held him down in panic.

"If you want, come to my house and be my son!"

The little boy raised his head abruptly, and for the first time there was only an expression of disbelief on his indifferent face.He almost thought he heard it wrong, carefully and carefully searched for every trace of expression on Shen Mo's face and eyes, and it took him a cup of tea to make sure that Shen Mo was not joking.However, before he could rejoice in his heart, the expression on his face dimmed.

"Your master won't agree. After all, you're just a twin. You can't do such a big thing."

As soon as the little boy finished speaking, Zhou Jing pushed open the door and came in, holding a white porcelain bowl in his hand.

"Who said that our family is no better than other families. The affairs of our family are divided into two categories. Small things are decided by Xiao Mo, and big things are decided by me, but big and small things..." Zhou Jing looked at Shen Mo meaningfully and said: "But it is necessary Fu Lang is in charge."

This kind of love talk is very old-fashioned in later generations, and it cannot coax people, but here to coax Shen Mo, one is worth two.Not only coaxed the little husband to bow his head, shy and sweet, but also frightened the kid who just arrived.

This week's house seems to be different from any other house he has seen...

The little boy lowered his head, his expression hidden in the shadows and he couldn't see clearly.

Shen Mo took the white porcelain bowl from Zhou Jing's hand, and brought it to the child. It was a bowl of steaming white rice porridge with yam, and an egg lay quietly on the soft rotten rice porridge.

The aroma of rice porridge rushed into the little boy's nostrils, causing his stomach to growl.

"Then, do you want to be my husband and I a son?"

The little boy looked at the rice porridge and said nothing.

Shen Mo knew that the child was probably very thoughtful, so he was afraid that he would think too much, so he teased him: "Of course, if you don't want to be my son, you can eat this white porridge."

Unexpectedly, the little boy said after hearing this sentence: "I am willing."

Shen Mo's nose was sore, and he said harshly: "Good boy, from now on, he will be a child of our Zhou family. Shall I be your aunt, Brother Jing will be your father, and you will be our own son. Brother Jing and I will know each other for the rest of our lives." Protect you and never let bad people hurt you again."

The little boy was serious enough to reply as if swearing: "As long as you treat me as your son, I will be your son for the rest of your life."

"Good boy." Shen Mo gently rubbed the child's head, not too dirty. "May I have your name?"

The little boy frowned in disgust at that name, "Since I am your son, of course I should be called by your name."

Zhou Jing smiled and said: "That's right, if not, let's call it Zhou Yu. The homonym means meeting. The meeting between me and you, the meeting between you and us, those who should meet will always meet in the dark."

"Zhou Yu, good name."

The little boy also silently read these two words in his heart, Zhou Yu.This name is not a perfunctory one like Zheng Liu, but a meaningful name, to commemorate the meeting of his father and mother, and also to commemorate the meeting between him and them.Maybe, this place is really different from other places, and it will become his salvation.

"Eat some porridge, then go to sleep later, and open your mouth." Shen Mo brought a spoonful of porridge to Zhou Yu's mouth, but Zhou Yu was stunned. After he realized it, he didn't eat it after all.

"I'll do it myself."

Shen Mo turned to look at Zhou Jing, Zhou Jing said: "Give it to him, it's not bad for children to be independent."

Zhou Yu could still eat a bowl of porridge in small bites at first, but after a few mouthfuls it was too delicious to care about, he started to gobble it up, and it disappeared after a few spoonfuls.

"You've been hungry for too long. The doctor said you can't eat too much at one go. Eat less porridge first, and then I'll give you meat after a meal."

Zhou Yu wouldn't believe it if he ate meat every now and then.In Zheng Liu's house, being able to eat is his greatest wish.

"Okay, you lie down for a while and have a good rest."

Zhou Jing and Shen Mo withdrew and came to the shop in the front yard. Shen Mo looked melancholy.

"Xiao Yu is too guarded, and I don't know if the two of us are going to become a pair of worrying dads."

Zhou Jing said, "Take your time."

The Wang Family Village had already exploded, and within an hour of Aunt Shen's return home, the arresters from the town's yamen arrived quickly.

Without waiting for Mrs. Shen to speak, she pushed and shoved people away.After receiving the report from the villagers, Wang Fulu hurried over and asked politely: "Guards, I am the Lizheng of Wangjia Village. I don't know what happened to Sister Shen?"

The official said bluntly: "You asked her what she did. Just because the Zhou family didn't invite her to work, she had evil thoughts in her heart, and she even had the idea of ​​murdering Zhou Fulang. If Zhou Fulang hadn't been rescued by a child Well, today she has killed people!"

"I, I didn't, I didn't mean to..."

The policeman had a sword pinned to his waist, and he slapped Aunt Shen on the back, slapping Aunt Shen on the ground, then pulled her up roughly, and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, what you said on purpose or not doesn't count." , the magistrate has his own judgment."

Aunt Shen knew that Wang Fulu knew the county magistrate, and she wanted to cry and beg him to intercede. She was willing to pay the money, but when she turned her head and saw Wang Fulu staring at her in disgust, she ignored it and let the policeman push her away.

"Brother Lizheng...help me..."

Wang Fulu never looked at her again.

When Wang Dali came back, he knew that his mother had been arrested and taken away. He was so scared that he sat down on the ground.In the end, it was the villagers who made a move and asked him to take the money and leave the relationship quickly.

Then Wang Dali rushed to the town with all his belongings, bought a yamen servant with eight taels of silver, begged for mercy, beat Aunt Shen to ten boards, and released him for three days.

Zhou Jing didn't intend to take Aunt Shen's life. It wasn't because he was kind, but because he wanted to keep her alive. Seeing those people in the Zhou family village who were close to them get better and better, but her family was getting more and more miserable, and they were surrounded by life every day. This is revenge.

Aunt Shen's buttocks were opened, and even after applying the medicine, she could only lie on her stomach, tears streaming down her face.She hated herself for what happened, why she was blinded by lard, now it's all over, the money has been paid, the board has been hit, and everyone who shouldn't be offended has been offended by her, how will she live in the future.

At this time, she was thinking of dying, but she just watched her son who was brought up with one hand and thought that she hadn't seen her grandson born yet, so she was unwilling to die like this.But I know in my heart that this day will be bitter.

When Shen Lin and Wang Ren heard the news, they rushed over at night. After seeing Zhou Yu, Shen Lin secretly said to Shen Mo: "Brother, I always feel that this child is very thoughtful and not suitable for adoption. White-eyed wolf. Or, just to repay his kindness, send him to a kind-hearted family to raise him. At worst, we will give him more money."

Shen Mo shook his head and said: "Xiao Lin, he saved me with his life. Even if he is really a thoughtful child, I still have to take care of him. He can't trade his life for it. I won't even give him a chance."

"Okay then, but you have to be careful with him."

The Zhou family's business gradually stabilized. Because the fabrics were beautifully dyed and brightly colored, whether it was coarse cloth, cotton cloth worn by wealthy households, or silk cloth that only rich lords could afford, they were all very popular.Especially with Zhou's unique salesperson, after layers of promotion, they are wholesaled to major cloth shops, and because they are not for food and will not spoil, they are not limited to regions, and can be sold in distant towns.Therefore, this part of the expenses alone is enough to pay all the expenses in the cloth dyeing workshop and the monthly bill of the salesperson, and there is still two or three hundred net profits left over the month.

But now two and three hundred taels is only a small amount for the Zhou family, and the real big head is in the cloth village.Women's business, especially rich women's business is really easy to do. Whether it is for comparison or to keep the master at home, they will not hesitate to spend a lot of money.It is more than enough to make a monthly gross profit of 300 taels.

The Zhou family is really very luxurious now, food and clothing have been upgraded to a higher level, all the clothes of Zhou Jing and Shen Mo have been replaced with silk and satin, and the same is true for Zhou Yu's.The maid at home, Chen Huihui, was actually wearing cotton cloth.

Zhou Jing has been lying on the counter writing and drawing for the past few days, not knowing what he is doing.Shen Mo is already used to it, and Zhou Jing often has many novel ideas.Shen Mo seldom asks proactively, for fear of disturbing his train of thought, anyway, he will take the initiative to talk to him after the painting is finished within a few days.

Shen Mo had just received a woman's bank note, found a bank note and broken silver and went out, and when he looked up, he met Chen Huihui's inquiring gaze.

She didn't hide, but instead asked with a smile: "Zhou Fulang, ladies and wives of rich families earn money really well, the more expensive the more people like it."

Shen Mo frowned slightly, "It's not that the more expensive the more you like it, but the quality of the skirts is good. Our silks, satins and brocades are all shipped from the south of Suzhou and Hangzhou, and one piece can cost a thousand taels. The ready-made clothes are naturally expensive."

Chen Huihui laughed: "Isn't it the same?"

After finishing speaking, no matter what Shen Mo ran to Zhou Jing's side, poking his head to look at what he had drawn on the paper.

"Wow, it's so beautiful. What is this, sir? It's so beautiful." Chen Huihui praised.

However, Zhou Jing turned over the drawing and looked at Chen Huihui coldly.

"In the future, please don't look at my paintings casually. This is a business secret. This is you. If someone else takes a look at it like this, I will send him to the yamen for a meal."

Chen Huihui turned pale with fright, "I, I didn't expect it to be so serious, so I won't dare next time."

"In the future, you are not allowed to enter my study room. There are a lot of drawings used in business. You can't understand them and throw them away as waste paper. Xiaomo will clean them up by himself, understand?"

Chen Huihui was a little wronged, but it was just a glance, and she would not lose a piece of meat. Besides, she was the maidservant of the Zhou family, so it was impossible for her to go out and talk nonsense, so she was not even allowed to clean the study room.

Eye circles were red, Chen Huihui lowered her head and said "I know" and ran away.

"She is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she is a lively age. I guess she just looked at it out of curiosity, and she doesn't have any other thoughts. However, I will clean the study myself in the future."

"Then I'll trouble you, husband." Zhou Jing giggled and made a bow to Shen Mo, teasing his little husband.

Shen Mo is used to his unscrupulous appearance, not to mention shameless ones, so he doesn't bother to talk to him.

But Zhou Jing said: "Come on, I have come up with something good again, this one will definitely sell well."

When it came to money, Shen Mo forgot everything and came over in a staggered manner. As soon as he walked to Zhou Jing's side, Zhou Jing suddenly bit him on the cheek.

"You're not serious..."

"Hey, hey, don't go, Fulang, I really won't lie to you this time, I really have something good for you to see."

Shen Mo thought he was fierce, but in Zhou Jing's eyes he was cute, "Really?"

"Really." Zhou Jing coaxed him over with a suppressed smile, and showed Zhou Jing a painting, "How is it?"

Shen Mo tilted his head to look hard for a while, thought for a while, and said dryly, "It's pretty pretty."

Zhou Jing was helpless: "Xiao Mo, is this money?"

"Silver? It's not like a woman's dress. Such a little doll doesn't look as good as a real person."

Zhou Jing raised his forehead, "Xiaomo, this is a doll. We make it like this. The size is different. The smallest is as small as a palm, and the largest can be made as big as a real person. These dolls don't have to look like real people. They just need to be beautiful and delicate. .The eyes and mouth are rounded with black jade and pink jade. The hair and eyebrows are bought from real people at a high price, and they will be processed and made on the doll’s head.”

"Each doll will wear exquisite and beautiful little skirts and shoes, and the hair will be combed in various ways. When selling, a little doll will be matched with a few mid-priced real-life skirts sold in our shop A little skirt, or the style of nightdress in the store, and a few pairs of little shoes."

"The skirts on the dolls can be changed, and the hair is made of real people's hair, so they can be washed and washed casually. In this way, the ladies who sell back can comb the dolls' hair and dress up as they like, and change clothes according to their own preferences. As for Clothes for dolls and dolls are also sold separately in our shop, and it’s okay for them to make them according to their preferences.”

Shen Mo said: "If this is the case, the cost will be huge."

"What we are doing is the business of those wives and ladies who are so poor that they only have silver left in the deep house compound, so we are not afraid of expensive, the more expensive the better. The more expensive they are, the more distinguished they are."

Zhou Jing took out a few more patterns, "These animal patterns can be made into twelve zodiac signs, and they can also be made in different sizes. This audience is not limited to women and ladies, children and the elderly will also like it."

"How much are you going to sell these dolls for?"

"Everything will be made into two kinds, expensive ones and cheap ones. The expensive ones will be high-end and exquisite. For the ladies and ladies of rich families, they must be beautiful and exquisite. We will keep them for sale. As for the cheap dolls, the eyes will use them. Instead of buttons or cloth strips, our shop does not sell them, but only supplies to other shops. I have already thought about it, this kind of thing is easy to learn, and it is very easy to imitate. We can't monopolize the market, so why not take the lead first, anyway The cheap imitations will come out sooner or later, if we don’t buy them, we will imitate them ourselves, at the same price as other family’s imitations. After all, we are genuine products, and at the same price, we are definitely more willing to have ours.”