Quick-wearing female supporting cast: System, you have lost your integrity!

Chapter 62 The Weak Chicken Female Supporting Person Needs to Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 62 The Weak Chicken Female Supporting Person Needs to Cultivate Immortals (3)

"Miss, are you asleep? The servant has brought you food." A very, very soft female voice came in through the big opening in the woodshed door.

Hao Nanguo moved her eyes, through the missing tile roof, she looked at the stars in the middle of the night, and finally someone came.

The lips were dry, cracked and white due to long-term lack of water. Hao Nanguo swallowed a mouthful of saliva that did not exist, and said hoarsely, "Is it a green branch?"

Hearing her response, the voice outside the door trembled with excitement: "Miss, it's a servant girl. Please don't say anything, the master doesn't allow people to bring food, and the servant girl can only come secretly. By now you must be hungry and hungry." I'm thirsty. The maidservant has brought steamed buns and water, you can eat as much as you can first, and when the master's anger subsides, he will let the young lady out!"

Hao Nanguo dragged his injured butt and slowly moved behind the door panel, and took the steamed buns and the cup filled with water from the green branch through the gap.

Just now she was complaining about the air leakage from the firewood door of the huge mansion, but now she is lucky, if there is no such air leakage door, she would not be able to drink the northwest wind?
Hao Nanguo gnawed on the steamed buns and almost choked himself to death.Outside the door, Luzhi was still comforting her: "Miss, please bear with me, and the lady will come out soon."

A certain person who didn't hear anything outside the window and was absorbed in gnawing steamed buns curled her lips. She said how the original owner was so cowardly. It turned out that apart from her own reasons, there were also the influence of people around her!

Look at this servant girl's every word is asking her to bear it, motherfucker!Have you never learned the principle of putting a knife on the head of the word forbearance?What should be tolerated and what should not be tolerated is allowed to be tolerated, so--people are directly burped.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk, Lu Zhi sighed and said something that she would come again before leaving.

Hao Nanguo burped after eating and drinking, leaned over on the high pile of firewood and continued to look up at the night sky.

Why not lie on your back?Sorry, I have a bad ass.

Looking at it, sleepiness came up, Hao Nanguo turned sideways and thought in a daze: This cheap and cheap son is just unreliable, my old lady has been beaten into a watering can, and she didn't even say that she came to visit, bad review!
A rotten firewood house has its advantages, as there are gaps everywhere, and Hao Nanguo can also judge the day and night based on the light.Obviously, my violent husband deliberately hung her up, refused to give her food or water, and dragged her out until the evening of the next day.

It's the season of autumn, and Hao Nanguo's buttock injury got worse because she didn't take the medicine, but fortunately, it didn't fester, and after taking the medicine, her room became deserted again.

Taking advantage of no one, Hao Nanguo looked around for his "residence" and came up with two words: shabby.

After all, Aunt Qi is the patriarch of a big family. She lives in a place worse than that of ordinary peasant girls.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk!" The door was knocked suddenly, and a young man's gentle voice came in after a while.

"Mom, can the baby come in?"

Yo~ The cheap son and hero Qi Jingchen finally knows to come to visit his wife?
Hao Nanguo "cough cough" deliberately coughed twice, and responded with a sickly weakness: "Chen'er, come in."

"Squeak—" The door was pushed open from the outside, and the dilapidated threshold was reflected mottled by the sunlight, and the backlit figure of the young man appeared in Hao Nanguo's sight.

Hao Nanguo narrowed her eyes, the halo made her unable to see the boy's appearance clearly, but just listening to the tone, he was at most twelve or thirteen years old.

If she doesn't see clearly how to do it, she still has to rely on Qi Jingchen's age to judge her current situation!

(End of this chapter)

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