Daily live broadcast became popular in ancient times

Chapter 32 Secret Treasure
  Winter Solstice, family home.

[This article does not include those ten years, it is privately owned]

The woman with short hair reaching her ears looked over eagerly and said, "I need to see you for something." Her voice was mysterious, for fear that others would hear her.

This is a great thing!

Zhao Yefang smiled happily and could already see that the good days in the future were waving to her. The gold was packed into sacks and shipped home bag by bag. Her man, wearing only a bellyband, knelt beside her legs and served her, saying, "Master, it's time to drink milk." His eyes were as charming as silk.

Say what you say, let me listen.

The north wind whizzed past the two of them, braked abruptly and turned back, putting its ear close to them. It was itching to hear the gossip, and hit the two of them with snowballs.

That's what you said!

"Ah Qiu!" Snowflakes drifted into his neck, Zhao Yefang sneezed, sniffed and stamped his feet.

Why was I in such a hurry to go out that I forgot to bring my scarf?

She thought about coming over after eating early, so that she could meet the older girl who was going to get food. Unexpectedly, in order to avoid the crowd, Ji Jiuru made a special trip to wait for her family members to come back with food before setting off.

Just as Ji Jiuru left with her front foot, she came with her rear foot.

Ji Jiuru, who is strong and strong, has a higher body temperature than ordinary people. She is not cold, but she is worried about Zhao Yefang and the temperature of the food. "Go upstairs first, sister, there are sarcastic remarks (referring to physics) at the door."

It’s not suitable for revealing secrets, and it’s not good for people. Her stomach was screaming, her hungry soul going crazy and gnawing everywhere.

Let Zhao Yefang go up first, while she stays behind to block the wind.

"Sister, are you free in the next few days?" Zhao Yefang came after he was full and slowly walked up the stairs. Ji Jiuru strode in front of him, crossing two steps with one foot.

She took out the key and before she touched the door handle, the door opened from the inside. It turned out that Liu Piao heard the noise and came out to open the door.

"Sister!" The little girl came in with Ji Jiuru in her arms. The two girls could not speak. The first time Ji Jiuru heard someone call her sister was at Liu Guoru's place. "Eat quickly, it will get cold later."

If she works hard, she will get rich soon.

Liu Piao closed the door casually, but was stopped by the third sister, "Sister Zhao is behind you, wait until she comes up, then close it." Ji Jiuru pointed in the direction of the stairs and told her to leave the door alone.

eat first! She is hungry.

She pulled up the chair before she was halfway there, and couldn't wait to sit down. Today was Cantonese-style roast duck. She didn't catch it at first, but the eldest sister in front recognized her as Ji Zhi's sister and smiled and let her eat.

Being a role model, just standing there makes people feel happy. "Your sister really gives us women a face," the eldest sister praised.

She has been a bit tougher when talking to her man lately.

The two started eating, and after Ji Jiuru had finished half of the meal, Zhao Yefang came in, closed the door, sat down in the house, and gave water to the plum blossoms in the vase.

The strong wind outside could not hear the gossip, and turned into a little kitten, clawing at the doors and windows with invisible claws, making an unpleasant tearing sound, and was furious.

The older girl made the house pretty.

Oh...now there are three older girls and a little girl. It's just that the past three days have become a brand new aspect of Liu Piao's life. The past seven years occupy a short page, and the light wind can blow it over and never stand up again.

She wears sensible clothes and goes to dinner with her family.

The clothes were sponsored by the aunts from the family home. They were a little distressed when they heard about Liu's prostitution, but that was to be expected.

Most girls in this era are just like recruiting brothers, they are just a little bit better than recruiting brothers. There are a lot of children in the family, but the only ones who can survive are the girls who are strong-skinned and strong-willed.

The women were silent when they heard that the Ji family had adopted a younger brother, who would later be named Liu Piao. Regardless of her husband's objections, a military wife sent the New Year's clothes she had made for her son to Ji's house for Liu whoring to wear. Her son was five years old and a little fatter than Liu whoring.

Unexpectedly, it makes sense.

She was not familiar with all the girls in the Ji family, and she did not sympathize with Liu who was abducted for prostitution. She was just a woman named Zhaodi. She had four sisters and a younger brother in the family.

When Liu Piao served dinner for the first time, she didn't think about whether her former mother and sisters were eating under the same snowflakes in the drafty kitchen at this moment.

She was thinking, the meat is delicious.

The two sisters finished eating almost at the same time. The child ate less, and Ji Jiuru devoured it.

Seeing Liu Prostitute picking up the lunch box for the two of them to eat, she was about to go to the kitchen. "Si Ya, remember to color your painting and show it to the second sister tonight." Ji Jiuru didn't stop her and gave the child some food. Let her put the work aside and wash it later.

Why should a child wash dishes?

When eating at home for the first time, Liu Prostitute took a bowl to the kitchen to eat. Ji Jiuru and Ji Mingan thought it was her hobby and squatted with her in the kitchen to eat.

Later, after chatting with Zhao Yefang, I realized that this was a feudal custom and brought Liu whoring to the table for dinner.

After dinner, she and her second sister went out for a walk. The child didn't want to go. When they came back from the walk, they saw Liu Piao washing a bowl in cold water with a bowl bigger than his face. His little hands were red and swollen.

I quickly looked for chilblain ointment and applied it.

Her mother would also let her wash dishes when she was a child, but she would wash her small dishes alone in hot water. Moreover, when she was seven years old, she was over one meter tall, so she was no ordinary child.

You call this seven years old? !
  The villain version of Ji Jiuru points her finger aggrievedly.

Liu Prostitute sat next to the charcoal pot, thinking with a small face, wondering what paint to use to paint the blue clouds in the sky.

The adults next to me are chatting.

Playing the emotional card first, "Sister, I won't tell anyone else! It's only because of our friendship that I'll discuss it with you." Zhao Yefang winked with a rich expression.

Is there any bigger secret than her live broadcast room?

Ji Jiuru smiled and said: "Sister Zhao, please stop being so pretentious and tell me." Could it be that Zhao Yefang got a promotion and a salary increase?

Even in the house, Zhao Yefang still felt unsafe. "Our boss, I heard that there is a batch of goods hidden in a cave in Province Y." She lowered her head and whispered in Ji Jiuru's ear, looking out the window cautiously.

"Oh?" Ji Jiuru was curious.

Seeing that Zhao Yefang was worried, she walked to the window and closed the curtains, then opened the door to see if anyone was in the corridor and came back.

The family building is built with real materials and has good sound insulation. "It's safe, Sister Zhao, please continue talking." The child is also very strict with his words. He never tells outsiders about his family affairs and pretends to be mute.

Ji Jiuru stood by the table. Zhao Yefang dipped his fingers in water and wrote two words on the table for her to read.

"Whose is it?" Ji Jiuru was curious. Aren't these things always placed in the emperor's tomb and other people's collection rooms?

Zhao Yefang sat back on his chair, "I don't know who it belongs to, I just heard that the quantity is so large that our boss thinks it can't be eaten up, enough for everyone who knows about it to get a share of the pie."

Those who don’t know the news have no share in it either.

This kind of bulk cargo has no owner, and the tall man on top is holding it in front, and they can grab whatever they want from the back and drink the soup. "Our boss plans to take people to have a look after cleaning up the internal problems. Sister, will you go?"

(End of this chapter)