Jiaohua

Chapter 4 Life is like a mustard
The wooden door was gently pushed open, a figure flashed in, and the door was quickly closed again.

Qian Qianqian looked around, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything except the flickering fire outside the window.

"Ali," Qian Qianqian called, "Ali, where are you."

There was silence in the house, Qian Qianqian walked forward in small steps, looking around: "Ali, there is a fire outside, these houses are not good, they may burn over."

"I'm here." A crisp voice sounded outside the window.

Qian Qianqian was stunned and ran towards the window.

Xia Zhaoyi was sitting under a tree, holding a cloth dampened with water in his hand, wiping the small gravel on the elbow wound.

Qian Qianqian hurriedly turned around, went to the wooden door and ran around a little distance.

"Ali, how did you come out?"

"window."

"The windows are very high."

There is flat ground, but the window here is almost ten feet down.

She looked at Xia Zhaoyi's wound, except for this wound, the entire arm was covered with welts, and there were bruises that were blue and purple, both old and new.

Qian Qianqian couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva and said, "Your injury hurts a lot."

"Ah."

Xia Zhaoyi responded and lowered her hand. This body was really hurt very badly. Even raising her hand like this would make her sore, and it wouldn't last long.

Qian Qianqian looked at her with an indescribable strangeness, and said softly, "I heard that you are very ill, and they are all saying that Liu Sanniang wants Lu Tanlang to kill you."

The noise in the distance was getting louder and louder, and all Xia Zhaoyi's attention was there. After a long time, he finally heard the man's scolding.

It's so late.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at Qian Qianqian: "Do you have any relatives here?"

"what?"

"Yes or no?"

Qian Qianqian stunned and shook his head: "No, I have no relatives."

"I'm going to run away now, do you want to leave together?"

"Escape?!" Qian Qianqian's eyes widened, "Don't think about it, it's impossible, there are many guards at the foot of the mountain, and there is a very high wall over there, which is specially used to defend officers and soldiers, even officers and soldiers can't get in, we Can't get out at all."

"The wall that defends officers and soldiers?"

"And if we're found out, we're going to die," Qian Qianqian said in horror again. "Everyone who escaped is caught, no matter how good your craftsmanship is or how competent you are, you'll be beaten to death."

Xia Zhaoyi raised her head and looked at the burning fire.

She really can't be impatient now, dragging this body with high fever and pain all over to run away, that's not called running for her life, it's called dying.

"Don't mention what I said to you just now." Xia Zhaoyi looked back at Qian Qianqian and said in a deep voice.

Qian Qianqian nodded: "Well, I won't say it."

"If I did, I would say that you encouraged me, and then you will be beaten." Xia Zhaoyi said again.

Qian Qianqian was stunned for a moment, angry in his heart, but he didn't know what to say.

Xia Zhaoyi put down the sleeves on his arms and walked towards the yard: "Let's go."

Qian Qianqian paused and followed.

The backyard is wide and consists of several small yards. In the largest yard, the kitchen has five rooms in a row, facing due north.

There are three rows of huts on the west slope outside the yard.

There is a stream on the southwest side, and many people are fetching water and rushing to put out the fire.

The girls retreated to one side, and there were many men standing in the center. Most of them were tall and burly, and a few were thin and short, but their eyes were wicked.

In front of the burning house, a man with thick arms grabbed a woman in gray who was struggling and swearing, pulled her hair, and turned her face to the group of men.

A thin, short man stood in front of the woman and was kicking her lower abdomen with his feet up.

The light of the fire showed that the woman had a beautiful face and a good-looking birth, but there seemed to be a large piece of ulcerated skin on the left side of the face to the base of the ear, and there was pus.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at the woman's face and felt a little familiar, but confirmed that she had never seen it before.

"...You evil ghosts, there will always be someone who can take care of you, you will not end well! Wait, you..."

The woman cursed hard.

The lean man suddenly increased his strength, but the man behind didn't catch it, and the woman fell to the ground, blood spilling from the corners of her lips.

The thick-armed man grabbed her hair again, and raised her face high to the group.

"When I die, I will become a ghost, I will become a ghost! I will come back to you one by one..."

"Snapped!"

The lean man raised his hand and slapped the woman, and the woman was knocked out and knocked back to the ground.

Immediately, the man who had been pulling her hair lifted her up again.

"Haha," the woman opened her mouth with a mournful smile, her teeth were full of blood, and she was extremely ferocious, "your death is coming, and God punishes evil most seriously, hahaha..."

"I'm running out of patience," yelled a man in the crowd. "Come on."

The lean man glanced back at him, took out a dagger from his sleeve, stepped forward and stabbed directly into the woman's lower abdomen.

The servants who were doing chores in the backyard hurriedly turned their eyes away, and the girls let out a lot of low voices, some even screamed, and then quickly covered their mouths.

"That's all..." The woman was full of blood, and with a "Bah", spit on the lean man's face.

"you wanna die!"

The man was furious, reached out and grabbed her mouth, raised the dagger, and stabbed her stomach one after another, stirring her lower abdomen into a bloody mess.

After stabbing for a long time, it finally stopped.

The woman was already dead, she stared slightly, her head leaned on her shoulders, and she still stared at him until she died.

The man pulled out the dagger, wiped the blood splashed on his face, and pointed at the sea of ​​fire: "Throw it in!"

Seeing her body being thrown in, the man still seemed puzzled, looked at the crowd, and shouted angrily, "Who was crying just now, ah? Who!"

As he roared like this, the low sobbing in the girl increased more and more.

Qian Qianqian, who was standing next to Xia Zhaoyi, was also frightened and cried, biting her mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound.

The man pushed the crowd away and strode forward, roaring irritably, "Who! Who is crying!"

He grabbed the two girls with red eyes and pulled them out. One of them threw directly at the sea of ​​​​fire: "Why are you crying, let's die together!"

The girl fell outside the hot door frame, she screamed and jumped up, slapped the spark above in a panic, and looked at the man tremblingly.

Xia Zhaoyi watched in shock, her hands clenched into fists and trembled slightly.

Is this the human room?
No, this is hell, another hell.

On the battlefield, you die and I die. Although cruel, there is still blood, loyalty and courage.

And here, what.

Wreck, abuse, bully, bully.

People are not adults, and their lives are as humble as mustards.

"Okay, okay," a crisp young girl's voice sounded, "I'm starving to death, can you put out the fire quickly, I'm waiting to eat."

Xia Zhaoyi followed the sound, only to realize that there was still a boy and a girl standing in the crowd.

The girl who spoke was dressed in a ru skirt with a pale pink collar, red half-arms, a long skirt of the same color, and a light-colored tie around her waist.

The boy next to her is slightly smaller than her, with a delicate appearance, and her eyebrows are six points similar to hers. The two of them are too out of tune with the ferocious men around them with big shoulders and round waists.

The girl looked at the girl who had been frightened, then looked at the servants on the other side, and said, "Put out the fire quickly, I'll have dinner later."

"Yes." A servant girl replied.

"Let me starve, and you will end up like this too." The girl pointed to the girl and said to the maid.

"Yes." The maid nodded and replied again.

"Let's go," the girl turned away and said lazily, "This place is stinky and dirty, I don't want to stay for a moment."

The young man beside her also turned around, took a few steps and looked back at the lean man, and said, "Pan Yun Dao will be stationed in a few days."

The lean man paused and said, "I see."

The boy turned to leave, and the rest of the men followed.

The lean man looked at the little girl, wiped the blood from the dagger coldly, walked towards those people, and said fiercely to the servants beside him, "Do me a good job these days, I won't let any of you lazy. Pass."

"Brother Lu, wait," Liu Sanniang called out, seeing that he was about to leave, and ran out of the crowd, "there's a sick person in that room."

"Go find a doctor if you're sick!" said the man, and left without looking back.

Liu Sanniang looked embarrassed.

There were whispers of laughter from several women in the crowd.

Liu Sanniang was annoyed and her face was embarrassed. She turned her head to look at the small wooden house in the back of the northwest, but she paused abruptly and looked at the crowd with a sense of feeling, and she happened to meet a pair of bright eyes.

Liu Sanniang frowned, how did she escape!

Exactly!

Liu Sanniang was about to step forward, but there was a hint of a smile in her eyes, cold and mocking, and she seemed pitiful.

A chill appeared on Liu Sanniang's back for no reason.

Xia Zhaoyi turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)