The clever maid of the red mansion

It was pitch black all around, and the body kept shaking and jolting slightly, making the shaker feel dizzy all over.A sour smell pierced his nostrils into his brain, making his stomach, which was constricted and convulsed, even more empty and ready to vomit.

Enduring the discomfort in her body, Qingwen listened to the regular "beep" sound coming into her ears and the faint "rumbling" vibration from her body, her heart was at a loss, where is she?

Why doesn't it feel like the cold kang at my cousin's house?

Suddenly remembered something, felt shortness of breath again, and felt more and more congested.

Thinking of her grief, indignation and humiliation, she choked hard and couldn't get out, and was too sick to get up, and felt that she would not live long.It doesn't matter if you die, if you die, you will be liberated, what face do you have to go out to meet people, just die and be clean.

"Hey ... ah ..." A strange cry came, and the low was a bit infiltrated.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Where is this?Which little hoof is howling again? Auntie shouldn't be dead yet, right?Even if he died, who would come out to feel sad for him?

Qingwen was already courageous and full of thoughts, she forgot her timidity for a while, and listened carefully, as if the voice was right beside her.

"Looking for a beating! Don't eat dinner any more howling at your mother's funeral, I'm not dead yet! Shut up! You little bastard!" A man's rough and loud curse suddenly sounded not far away.

The sobbing stopped abruptly, Qingwen was even more stunned, where did this stinking man come from?Was it brought by that dead woman of my cousin's sister-in-law?If I had known she was dishonest, how dare I find a wild man in front of her!

Qingwen only felt that her Qi and blood were surging, and she became more and more uncomfortable.

"Okay, the second son of Zhao, you can just accumulate some virtues. Seeing that there is no disease or disaster, I am going to the ground. I am a girl who is frightened by your voice. I will ask you to settle the score! This is all the hard work of my old lady. I bought it hard! It’s all my mother’s hard-earned money! Hurry up, we must go back before the city gate is locked..." A woman’s voice crackled and snapped at the "wild man".

"Hey hey hey, how can I do that? Ladies all praise me for my good voice and good body, Chunniang..." Then there are men and women who don't care about meat and vegetables and make fun of it.

Qingwen had already forgotten the discomfort in her body, her eyes widened and she was even more confused, her voice didn't sound like her cousin's profligate girl, so who is this?

After such a short period of time, her eyes adapted to the darkness around her, and she realized that she should be lying on a moving car. The light leaked in from the car windows and the gaps around her made her vaguely see her side, whether she was sitting or sitting upright. There are seven or eight girls leaning on it.

Most of the girls looked about seven or eight years old, all of them were disheveled and unkempt, and their bodies were even thinner. Tears and smudges could be clearly seen on the few exposed faces in the dim light. He pursed his mouth, didn't dare to sob but shrugged his shoulders involuntarily, indescribably pitiful.

Alas, this is...wait a minute, why is this scene so familiar, Chunniang...in a corner of my memory that has been dusted for a long time, I finally found this almost forgotten name!

Terrified!

Chunniang, isn't she the toothmaid who bought her out of the house!

I vaguely remember that this Chunniang is the most eloquent and good at digging, from the family of the public servant to the small family, as long as she wants to know, there is no place in the whole capital that she can't get to, she can be regarded as one of the prostitutes. able man.

The second grandma Lai, the owner of Xianxiufang, has said more than once that the girl in the hands of the prostitute Chunniang is not only good, obedient, sensible, and smart, but also has a safe and reliable background. Get into a little bit of trouble.Thinking of him as a woman's family, after the death of a man, not only did he not fall into ruin, but he relied on his ability to support a large family and earn a fortune.

Thinking of this, Qingwen became more and more confused, what was going on with her, she was living more and more back... I vaguely remembered that I should have died, but what was the reason for the waves of discomfort in my body? ?

He stretched out his hand and twisted it hard on his arm, hiss—it almost hurt her to death, as expected, it was his own flesh that hurt, so he really came back to life... I was thinking wildly all the way, but I didn't have time to resent Being wronged by Jia's mansion, he died of a sudden illness, only wandering in a daze all the way.

"Here we are, girls, get out of the car. Hurry up. You can go in and wash in time for dinner." At some point, the car stopped, and Chun Niang's unique crisp voice came from the car curtain she opened. A little tired.

A gust of cool wind suddenly blew into the smelly car, and the fresh air immediately lifted people's spirits. The girls near the door got out of the car one after another.Qingwen was the only girl in the carriage who was completely lying down. Enduring the discomfort, she forced herself to get up and followed the last girl who got off the car. After Chun Niang gave her a hand, she got out of the car smoothly.

This is a small front yard with two entrances, three main rooms and east and west wing rooms sit side by side. There is nothing long in the yard except for a jujube tree as thick as a child's arm. It is a little empty but tidied up neatly.

A woman with a round bun and a smoky purple double-breasted gown came out with a tall, slender girl wearing a stone-blue vest with pinched teeth, and took the bundle from Chun Niang with a smile: "Grandma, you are back, brother!" My sister has been nagging you all the time, after dinner, my brother had another fight, and I just coaxed him to sleep."

Chun Niang nodded and kept on walking, "Well, I've worked hard for you these few days. Liu Zhi will settle the bill for Brother Zhao first, and Aunt Li will arrange for these girls to wash and eat. Come to my room when Liu Zhi is finished."

Aunt Li and Liu Zhi promised to hurry away, and Chun Niang's indigo cocoon cloak crossed the bluestone road to the inner courtyard.

Qingwen took a hasty glance, and the memory of the three-point handsome face revealing the seven-point shrewdness was somewhat vague. The reason why she still had a slight impression was that during the few years in Xianxiufang, she saw her again and again. I visited Chunniang a few times. At that time, she was already the servant girl of Lai Ermai, the owner of Xianxiufang, and Chunniang sent Lai Niangzi several times. Mr. Feng's concubine Ji has a lot of troubles, it's hard not to remember.

"Hurry up, dilly-dally! Don't eat when it's late!" Aunt Li urged Qingwen, who was behind the crowd in a daze, a little impatiently. It's really hard for her to have a good voice.

Qingwen hurriedly lowered her head to follow, not to mention anything else, each of them got a set of blue cloth dresses of the same style, and then went to the firewood room to take a bath two by two.

The little girls brought their own baggage, and were ordered to put it on the side corridor, and they were not called in.

Simply, Qingwen was empty-handed and didn't even have a handkerchief. She smelled that something was wrong with her body, and she used her previous cleverness to exert her instincts. , Hurry up and enter the firewood room first.

I also know that with such people, it is impossible to change the water every time, and it is unbearable for her to use what others have left.

Looking at the two steaming big wooden barrels, the clear hot water inside was filled with mugwort leaves exuding fragrance, and I was secretly glad.

There was the sound of splashing water from the cubicle, obviously another girl had already started cleaning, this is also a clever one, so we had to pay attention.She didn't have such eyesight when she was a child, but this is quite a character.

She was an ignorant person back then, and after living an extra life, she was a bit more thoughtful.

Looking down, I don't know how long I haven't washed my body, so I took off my clothes a few times and threw them aside, endured the discomfort in my body, and soaked in the hot water bucket to "eliminate bad luck".

The whole person was submerged in the water, shivered by the hot water, and couldn't help but pinch her arm fiercely. The pain again made her have to face a reality—she was indeed alive and dead, and returned to the hospital. At the age of six, when he was just sold by his father and stepmother.

If nothing else, after less than a month of being strictly taught the rules at the Yamao Chunniang, she was resold into the Xianxiufang Embroidery Village again, where Xiaowei learned some needlework, which made her more or less popular in Jiaxiu. The government was looked at high.

Sitting in the hot wooden barrel, Qingwen couldn't tell what it was like. The fear and fear when she left home, and even the resentment towards her parents, had disappeared after living a lifetime. Resentment, but lack of strength.

Speaking of being sold, it was a blessing in disguise. After all, she would be able to eat and wear clothes from now on. Compared with the days when she was hungry and full, beat and scolded frequently, and was ordered to work as an adult since she could remember, it was no different from the days when she was at home. One sky and one underground.

There are many children in the family, and she has two older sisters and one older brother in front of her. Her mother died of illness within two years after giving birth.Soon her father remarried, and her older sisters were sold off one by one before she could remember.It wasn't until she was older and more sensible that she found out through gossiping with her neighbors that she was dismissed one after another by her stepmother on the grounds that she couldn't get rid of the pot at home.

I remember that when she left home, except for her stepsister who was three years younger than her, her stepmother had just given birth to a younger brother, and the whole family was overjoyed.

After being taken away by Chunniang, she, who was clever and saw all the warmth and coldness of human beings since she was a child, already understood that this family no longer wanted her, and her father didn't even show his face in the end; the younger sister she brought up didn't know where she went crazy; The mother took the five taels of silver she sold herself, and pretended to wipe the corners of her eyes without a drop of tears to express her duplicity and reluctance... These past events will never be forgotten in her life. Later, when someone asked about her relatives in her hometown, she just said I can't remember, but because of my young age, no one said much, only pitiful.

Is it pitiful, hmph, it is indeed pitiful, pitiful and no one is pitiful.

The faces of her parents, brothers and sisters have long been blurred. When she was young, she changed her master again and again, and she was in a panic. It was not easy to struggle to live like a slave, and in Jia's house, it was only on the surface. Looking decent, being able to say a few crooked words in Yihong Courtyard is nothing more than ability, it's not just a matter of the master's words...

"Hurry up and wash, we're all waiting." The little girl who came in with her had already washed and changed into new clothes. Seeing that Qingwen was still in a daze in the wooden barrel, she tapped on the edge of the barrel and reminded in a low voice. She looked down and went out.

"...Oh, got it, thank you for reminding me." The girl looked seven or eight years old. Although she was not very old, she was very sensible, her heart was good, and her round, reddish face was also pleasing to the eye.

At that time, she was only six years old, with a thin body, and she had suffered a lot along the way. Now it was the time when she was suffering, hungry and hungry, and she didn't dare to stay in hot water for a long time, so she quickly washed herself clean and put on clothes. The set of dresses and hair ropes she just got, gently wiped the water droplets on her head with a cloth towel, and tied the buns with hair ropes of the same color as the dresses.

A set of work is completed, and it takes only one cup of tea before and after. It can be said to be extremely fast and swift. If Qingwen hadn't been a maid for an extra life, she might not have been able to do so.So she carried the changed clothes and almost walked out of the woodshed with the round-faced girl.

Aunt Li was arranging the maids to do things, and looked at the maids standing side by side in front of her from head to toe in amazement several times.It's rare to see someone tidy up so neatly, especially the one who came out last. It doesn't look big, but it's not messy from head to toe, and its expression is calm, no more frightened than other girls. The clothes are not right.

This is a rare one. When I finally saw the clothes in both hands, I frowned and said, "The dirty clothes and dresses are put in the basin on the porch outside. What's their name? How old are you?"

Qingwen is calm on the surface, but in fact she has been in a trance. She forgot that Liu Zhi had ordered her clothes to be put on the porch earlier, but she understands that these new girls here are not clean. There are a few fleas and lice. It's normal, after all, they are all the children of poor families, and they have reached the point of selling their sons and daughters, so what can they expect to be dirty?

As for the name... It was given by the master after going to Jia's mansion. When I was at home vaguely, I was ranked sixth with the girls in my uncle's house, and there was no name or no name. They were all called six girls and six girls. After the face girl reported 'Peach Blossom, eight years old', she lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "Sixth girl, six years old."

Although they still have the shyness and stinginess of country children, they can speak clearly and stand still, and they look okay, Aunt Li nodded slightly and sent them off.

After eating the hot dinner, this little body regained sixty to seven percent of its energy, except that it had no strength, but it felt much better on its body, and it was finally relieved.That night, their eight new little girls slept on the big kang in the wing room in the front yard.

Hearing the slight snoring sound coming from her side, although Qingwen was exhausted, she couldn't fall asleep, she tossed and turned and couldn't figure out why she lived another life?Could it be that he had accumulated some great evil in his previous life?With an extra little life, how will I live my future life? In my previous life, although I didn’t have to worry about food and clothing, I enjoyed it once, but the end is not so good...

In a daze, he tossed and tumbled until the clapper sounded in the middle of the night, but he couldn't find a solution, and finally couldn't help the exhaustion of his body and fell asleep.

Forget it, just pretend that I had a dream before, and after waking up from the dream, I must live well, live well...