Chapter 35 Thyme

"..."

After hearing Wu Liang's words, none of the "beauties" moved. After looking at each other for a while, they all showed expressions of horror.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
The "beauties" know what they are. In the past, they were only fit to live in the humble servant's room.

It is the kind of servant's room built in the corner of the backyard of the mansion. Except for a few lucky people who are selected to serve the head of the family and his family, they are eligible to set foot in the mansion.

The rest of the people can only squeeze on the common bunk in the servant's room, and only when the master sends them to work, are they allowed to go out of the servant's room. Even if it is only seen that the eyes are dirty, it may be punished.

But now, the Patriarch actually lets them choose a place in the house at will, can this be a good thing?
"Why don't you move? Did I not speak clearly enough?"

Wu Liang asked strangely.

"Patriarch, this servant girl has the guts to ask, isn't the Patriarch just going to run the Zhangtai?"

The 13-year-old "beauty" looked up at Wu Liang with watery eyes, and said in a trembling voice.

"Office desk?"

Wu Liang couldn't understand the brain circuit of this little girl.

"My maidservant, my maidservant once heard a sister say that Zhangtai is a big house with many rooms, and a woman lives in each room. No matter who comes, as long as they are willing to pay, they can , can..."

Obviously, because this little girl is still young and doesn't have enough knowledge of physical hygiene, she doesn't know how to word this point.

"Pfft!"

Wu Liang couldn't help laughing.

Not to mention, the characteristics listed by this little girl are really on point, almost even Wu Liang himself thought that he was just going to be a leader.

With his smile, the "beauties" were frightened again, and they all sat down on the ground with faces ashen ashes.

Unexpectedly, after begging and begging, in the end, it was impossible to escape such a fate.

"Okay, now I'll give you the time to choose a house for a cup of tea. After a cup of tea, if any of you still haven't chosen a good one, I might be the owner of the house, and I will really have to do the house!"

Wu Liang immediately opened his eyes and shouted with a straight face.

As soon as he drank, the "beauties" trembled in fright.

But when they heard the last sentence, they thought about it carefully before they gradually realized... So, doesn't it mean that the Patriarch didn't intend to run the bureau?
What is that...

"There is still half a cup of tea."

Wu Liang sat down on the stone bench in the middle of the yard and looked at them with a half-smile.

"Sisters, what do you mean by Patriarch?"

"I don't know... I can't see through..."

"I've never seen such a Patriarch..."

"Then we?"

"We can't escape anyway, the Patriarch asked us to choose, how can we still resist orders?"

"Let's take one step at a time."

"Pick first..."

The "beauties" were still apprehensive, but when they heard that Wu Liang had given a deadline, they felt a layer of pressure. They had to get up one by one from the ground, saluted Wu Liang and ran into the house.

The scale of Wu Liang's house is very impressive.

Four entrances and three courtyards are a very popular corridor-style courtyard in the Han Dynasty. The front is narrow and the back is wide, and the green area is also large. There is even a small pond decorated with rockery. At first glance, it looks like a house left by a wealthy family.

It's a pity because it has been unoccupied for some time.

Most of the green space in the house has been abandoned, the water in the small pond has also turned green, and the furniture in many houses is somewhat damaged and missing, and there is also a layer of cobwebs and thick dust hanging on it. live.

Wu Liang also just got this house today, just before the "beauties" sent it, and hadn't officially moved in yet.

To be honest, during the war years, the rich families either ran away early, or their homes were ransacked because they stood in the wrong camp. There were many big houses that were vacant due to various reasons.

The common people dare not touch such a house for fear of getting into trouble, and the gentry may not look up to them, so they can only be left here to be ashes in the end.

Now that the reward is in Wu Liang's hands, Boss Cao is just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha...

After a moment.

When the "beauties" returned to Wu Liang, they had already picked out the Xinyi room, and there was more or less joy on their anxious faces.

Although the house looked a little messy, but the situation was not small at all, the Patriarch must be a big shot.

"Have you chosen?"

Wu Liang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"All right……"

The "beauties" quickly agreed.

"But everything is what you want?"

Wu Liang asked again.

"Um……"

The "beauties" answered again.

"Since you have chosen it, you will be a part of this house if you live here in the future. Everyone should take corresponding responsibilities to make this house come back to life."

Wu Liang paused, got up and came to the "beauties" again, looked at them and asked, "Among you, which female worker is the best?"

"I……"

A "beauty" stood up, with a slight pink look on her pretty face.

This is one of the two beauties that Wu Liang identified at a glance. Unfortunately, he is only 15 years old now and has to wait for three years.

"What's your name?"

Wu Liang smiled at her and asked.

"Hundred, thyme."

"Beauty" replied a little nervously.

"Thyme... This name is also very flavorful, it is exactly the name that a beauty should have."

Wu Liang knew that Baili had a double surname, and "beauty" had a single name of "Xiang", so he smiled and said: "Xiang'er, someone will send fifty bolts of cloth soon, and these cloths are for your safekeeping and use, first give to everyone here Make two sets of clothes, including me, remember?"

Upon hearing this, the "beauties" were immediately flattered again.

Fifty bolts of cloth, replaced by corn, can be eaten by ordinary people for several years. The owner of the house is really not an ordinary person!

But, does the Patriarch really want to make new clothes for us?

Is this not a dream?
Or, the Patriarch asked us to wear new clothes for another purpose...

"..."

Thyme was a little distracted by the sound of "Xiang'er".

Such an intimate title, only when she was young, her parents would call her.

Later, wars broke out, and my father was arrested and never heard from again. My mother was seriously ill and died soon after. The family's house and fields were taken away, and my young brother also starved to death in the process of exile.

After experiencing these misfortunes, she finally got to where she is today.

The picture of the loving father and the filial daughter is long gone. It has been a long time since no one called her like that, and it has been a long time since no one cared about her name...

Thinking of these, a desolation hidden in the deepest part of my heart welled up in my heart.

Thyme couldn't control her emotions anymore, her nose was sore and a stream of heat gushed out of her beautiful eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Wu Liang was taken aback when he saw this. Could it be that the work I arranged was too heavy and scared the little girl?
No, I didn't set a time limit.

"Father... No, no, Patriarch, Patriarch, forgive me!"

But seeing that Thyme was already kneeling on the ground with a "plop", desperately holding back the tears with her eyes to prevent them from falling, she kept kowtowing to him, "I can't hold back my self-sufficiency for a while, I know I was wrong, my servant I don't dare anymore!"

 Thanks to [Cold and Frivolous] boss for the reward.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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