43. Borrowing abdomen
Excuse me.
Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
Years of famine have left the family hungry.
In order to survive, I fought for the half-scrambling of the life-saving money and died in jail as a “smugget.”
That is, the seed of Zhao, who is about to be be decapitated tomorrow.
One.
I’ve been on death row with a dozen “sniffs” with my mother.
It’s my job to spend the night with the Zhao master, to borrow my stomach, to “screw” and “screw.”
Master Zhao’s head will be decapitated tomorrow. He is the only son of Zhao Dao’s three generations.
The Zhao family’s silk and tea business is now in the world, and the ancestors were responsible for serviles for the palace. But anyone who wants the Zhao master to go to school and become a member of the rebels, dared to assassinate the Governor of Chu.
The Governor of Chu County, Governor Meng, is also the brother-in-law of Master Zhao, who has no knowledge of him.
And I, a poor tenant who ate his sorrows, dreamt that one day he would be in prison like this rich bird.
My brother and sister have been starved to death since spring. Dad was desperate and stole a bag of rat pills to force our family to eat.
It’s just that I didn’t want to survive and I bit my dad. I begged Mother Ho to sell me, and I didn’t want to die.
But I’m so upset at what I’m born of, and I’m afraid I can’t sell it.
The Zhao family is in a hurry to buy and sell, but the mother’s “fat” is the word. The money is so expensive and so quick that they can earn two hangings for one night on death row. If this money is used to buy a bunch of shit, the family can get through six months. It’s a deal!
It’s just that I’ve been born of this hungry ghost, and Mom says that blind people don’t pick up my room. I’m in a state of depression, and whoever thinks that there’s no way out, she can’t get all 10 of them, and then she’ll take me to the top.
We agreed to give me half the money, whether it’s done or not, and I thought I’d see myself in a dead cell.
Two.
The death row is so gruesome that the cold runs from foot to foot through the grass shoes. I’m cold, actually hungry!
But when I’m hungry, my nostrils float through a fragrance of food.
I couldn’t help but spit in my mouth and look for the fragrance.
Right in front of you, in the fence door.
The hay piles were half-sitted against the wall. I didn’t mean to look at him, but I saw him with a little plum table with an fragrance-jelling elbow and a white-and-white rice. It’s not sorghum. It’s rice. Only the city’s treasurers can eat. A pot of wine, four dishes. I’m going to spit out, I want to see two more eyes, and I’m going to be blinded by a fat back.
The man with the mink hat and the long-shirt swayed in front of me, the housekeeper of Zhao. Suddenly, he kneeled down and fell down on his head at the door of the prison, saying, “My master, the Zhao family has been one-generation, and the master spent a lot of money to get this night’s chance. I’m sorry.
Those in the cell whose blood is blurry throw out two obnoxious words: “Imbecile!” I’m sorry.
What am I doing when I stand by the grotesque cell fence with those who are candidates?
With dark oil lights, I saw a blood-stained face, very young, Sven. He sits on the dead grass table and wipes his glasses quietly. So he’s Master Zhao.
After all, he’s the master of the family. He’s seen the world. Even if he was to be decapitated tomorrow, there was nothing to suggest that he was afraid.
“Madam’s eyes will cry. Who can she expect for the rest of her life?”
Master Zhao is only groaning and has a finger.
The housekeeper was so excited that he said, “One, one too. Master, which one are you in? I’m sorry.
All the women around me heard their heads lifted up, but Master Zhao didn’t look at us and said, “Whatever!” I’m sorry.
The housekeeper opened his mouth, and it was a bit difficult.
People are rushing to the housekeeper, and the housekeeper can’t make a decision.
And then the courage to survive led me to step forward with an arrow, and to step out of the cage of the housekeepers and kneel before the young lord. And I held his leg by my hand despite his blood: “My Lord, leave me alone.” Don’t drive me away. I need money. My father wouldn’t have forced us to die with rat poison until the chickens could stay. I’m starving. I haven’t eaten for three days. I’m sorry.
I’ve been scrambling, and I’ve never been here before. But I’m telling the truth.
The housekeeper turned his back on me, and said, “Look what you look like. I’m sorry.
I’m holding Master Zhao’s leg to death.
And that was when Master Zhao said, “There she is. I’m sorry.
His fingers were to Us, and those present were disheartened.
The women were arguing to serve Master Zhao, but Master Zhao was impatient to swing his hand.
The butler said, “Well, then I’ll take these ladies out and wait. I’ll call the next one after this.” I’m sorry.
So there’s no next one.
Master Zhao was strangling in the corner of his cell, and I gradually let go of my hand, and this was an awkward standoff. I don’t know what he’s saying about me, but I’m sorry about the wrinkled foot of my pants.
Master, I’m not going to miss you, am I? I asked.
He looked at me, wondered, and his lips made a mockery: “There is nothing but death, but there is something bigger than death. I’m sorry.
And I blinked and asked, “Yes, the butler said so, did he keep the seed?” I’m sorry.
And the straw which was in his mouth was swallowed by him, and he coughed, and looked at me, and his eyes were filled with sorrow and despair.
Finally, I swallowed up and asked him, “My lord, can I eat?” I’m sorry.
And he nodded, saying: “Separate food, then eat if thou dost not turn away.” I’m sorry.
Why should I?
Years of flooding, successive pestilences, people’s lives, grains and harvests. A few miles of grass and leaves are all eaten up.
I caught a big pile of rice, and it was hot. And I gave up so many things, I put a piece of meat in my left hand, and my right hand put it in my mouth, chewing and then choked. So I grabbed the kettle next to it and poured it down.
“Cough, cough…”
Hot, that’s soju, not water.
Look at me being spicy, and Master Zhao laughing.
“Don’t cry, eat slowly, it’s all yours. He says:
And I choked with my hands: “I didn’t cry, I was happy, I could eat meat.” Five years, and five years later, Yang’s owner killed a pig. I ate a sip of white water to cook a big intestines. I’m sorry.
I’m still chewing on my bones, and I’m looking at a big elbow with a fragrance.
Master Zhao looked at me like a monster and asked, “How long have you not eaten?” I’m sorry.
I have to delay, and I cannot easily be driven away by him. The butler told me that only the young master had stayed the night, so he borrowed half the money from him.
So I told Master Zhao about the hardship of the countrymen, where there were crops. My youngest brother was bought by two rice packs, which were allegedly used to cook rice.
“Meow? What is it? I’m sorry.
“Meat is human meat. My father was going to sell me, but I have bones and not enough meat. I’m sorry.
I chew so much, so easy, as if it were all so ordinary in my world. And yet Master Zhao fell, and gradually he took his glasses off, and he cried.
Looks like a softy. And We hastened upon him, saying, “Son of good will, do not drive me away. If we don’t get home in the morning, the housekeeper won’t give Daddy half his money. If you’re hungry again, my dad’s ready for rat medicine. I’m sorry.
He was shocked, dragged a heavy anklet close to me, crouched in front of me.
“Why are you here as a tummy lady? Do you know what a groin is? * He’s got a soft voice. *
I shook my head and tried to nod my head.
I said I know. Grandma said it was all at the behest of the butler and the young master, and if they obeyed, they could survive the night. Fortunately, with a lovely baby, the whole family would no longer have to starve.
Speaking of which, I’m a grumpy dancer.
Perhaps he is full of food, and I can tell him how good it is: five big boys are here to make a deal for a “gift” girl. If he’s lucky enough to serve him, he’ll be able to hang half the money later this night and go to Zhao’s capital for two months to drink and drink for nothing, and eat big fish every day and live a fairy’s life.
If the Buddha had blessed me with the blood of a young man and a man and a half, then I would have lived in the Zhao family for two years.
He looked at me, and he looked dark.
I saw him not believing, but I was busy with loyalty: “If I could eat and keep my family alive, I’d let him go up to Sword Mountain in July and go down to the sea of fire, and I’d like to do so in July.” * I rub my mouth full of oil and the face of the black flower laughs at him *
He smiled at me, as though he had taken an ignorant silly girl, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the rice off my lips.
Master, I hear the Zhao family is rich. He also raised salaries for Lord Zong Chong. You’ve got food in your house and you can eat fish and meat every day. Why are you still going to party? I’m sorry.
“Wasn’t that a party? “Because I want to see people all over the world eat. Girls don’t get cheap, there’s no such thing as “maiden.” I’m sorry.
“All that I have done is worth what I have done for the life of heaven and earth like you. I’m sorry.
“May all human beings be born equal, without suffering, and the people live in peace. There was no abuse and no internal corruption. We’ll give our people a clean world. I’m sorry.
He has spoken many things as if he were speaking to himself, and I understand.
No wonder there are rumors that Zhao Yoo, the young master of the Zhao family, was first kicked in the head by a donkey and has become a madman since he was sent by the Zhao Master to travel to Xiyang for three years to study with his noble son. He went to assassinate his uncle, King Chu, Mondushi.
Fortunately, he had been expelled from his home by the family family and had not been allowed to leave his home.
But “Leave my belly” is my family’s life, and my family’s life’s a chance to break it.
“Is your name July?”
He heard the chicken whisper, and suddenly he asked me.
I nodded and explained: “I was born in July. Mother says the name is good to feed. I’m sorry.
He wrote two words on the floor with his finger on the floor: “But?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know the words.
He grabbed my hand and taught me. I’m serious. That’s my name-July, July. Then the latter part of the night passed in silence, and there was silence in the prison, and there was a cry of the grasshopper, and there was a new moon outside the window.
“You’re a good man. Are you really going to turn around? Aren’t you afraid of pain?”
I heard the chicken barking, and suddenly I was afraid, and I thought of the guillotine, and I looked at him as young as a childish cheek, and I choked with tears.
He held my little hand and looked at my crying face and laughed his head off. And suddenly, he looked out and whispered to me: “Can you do me a favor in July?” I’m sorry.
“You command, Master. I’m sorry.
“It’s time to go! The guards outside started rushing me out.
The young master suddenly said, “I am offended. “I’m not sure what I’m talking about.
That moment, I was in shock. The young master was on me, and we were close. It was the first time in my life that I had contact with a strange man.
I didn’t close my eyes, and his cheek was before me, so big, so clear, and especially those eyes that were as clear as a cold star, blinked at me, suggesting that I was silent.
“There is a shop in Chang’s temple at the city’s entrance. A bunch of peppers and a pair of grass shoes were hanging at the door. You go get the chili, and the grass shoes are only one. Remember, one. Could it be done?”
I’m whispering. He confirmed noding.
“Don’t let anyone find you. Or you’ll turn around. He warned me.
“You can help me if you’re sure. If you don’t, I don’t blame you. Don’t tell anyone about this, it’s you and me. Remember, go!
I’ll do it for him. But, Master, can you not die? You are a good man.
And he riseth up, and holdeth me up, and casteth for me the stubble weed, and saith unto me: I am grateful unto thee in the Nine Springs. I’m sorry.
Dad said it’s a drop of water.
I ate a meal of Master Zhao’s and tried to do what he had to do.
The housekeeper took me to the carriage, and according to the contract, I had to live in Zhao. The butler says I’m a young master now. I insisted that I should go home and get some clothes for the girls, and he didn’t stop.
There is a way out of the city.
In the middle of the trip, I shouted that I had jumped off the wagon and managed to get rid of Zhao’s subordinates, went out of the toilet and ran to the candle shop in the street.
But the candle shop doors had fallen and the doors were sewn with light. I’m gonna get close, hear the barking of a “wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow.
I try to get close, and the bad dog barks twice.
What can I do? If this dog calls someone, I won’t get it.
So We turned round and looked to the right, and suddenly touched the elbow bone that was wrapped in my arms. That is for my brothers.
I bit my teeth and lost my bones. It’s true, wooddogs are quieter than I am.
The shop is full of peppers and straw shoes, as Master Zhao said.
I ran to rip the grass shoes down and, of course, the chili, and I fought.
There was noise inside the door, and the dog was barking.
I was rushing to the dark.
I couldn’t see my face with my hat on. He picked up the lantern and suddenly saw the look of the chili and herbs and turned back to the door. And the light in the store went off.
I went back to the housekeeper and the carriage, and the housekeeper sent me to meet my parents.
And I touched the leftovers of snacks, which are the best food in the sky, and my brothers and my sisters devoured.
I told them to stay home and have a meal with my sister.
On the way from home to Zhao’s capital, there was a lot of noise in the streets, and the crowd was screaming towards the courtyard.
I heard that Chu County has not cut off the criminal’s head for over a year.
Far away, I saw the young master’s chariot Tsui come.
He’s high-headed, like the great hero of the book.
I cried so hard.
I wanted to squeeze away and tell him quietly that I did it for him.
But I can’t get in.
The executioner, who was bare-red, carried a knife to the young man, pulled his braids and put his head on the stake.
Then suddenly the young man cried out with all his might: “The heart of the thief cannot return.” I’m sorry.
I was so afraid and I prayed in silence: “Lord, please have mercy on Master Zhao. He is a good man.” Don’t let him suffer too much, and eat and warm himself in the palace. The skull can pick up the body. I’m sorry.
Bang! A gunshot. My heart is shaking.
“Boom-boom,” and a few more shots.
It’s a mess all around me.
“The Mountain Gang has robbed the court!” I’m sorry.
I was run over and fell on the floor.
The crowd you pushed me, ran around.
I’m in the corner, and I’m protected by a housekeeper.
And when there was a mess, man was scattered like a beast.
Master Zhao is missing.
The servants of Zhao sat and cried, and laughed, saying that heaven had eyes.
Sir, is this alive?
6.
I was taken to Zhao’s house.
Zhao’s family says I’m Lucky.
The young man was killed in the courtyard today because I was in a house with him last night.
Although the whereabouts of the young master are unknown. But this seems to give the family a little hope.
I also started a new life in the Zhao family.
Mrs. Zhao is a beautiful woman, who has asked me to take her to the backyard, even though she is a lazy woman.
A small, remote yard, some of which is desolate, has grass full of roofs and mosses.
The nanny just asked me what he did with me that night.
“Eat, I may have eaten his food. It smells good. I’m sorry.
What else?
“Speak with the young master. “I said 1510.”
The nurse asked me again, and she was disappointed.
“My young master touched you and touched you. What did you do? I’m sorry.
I’ll think about it. It’s red, and it’s on me.
“My Lord, Impo is on the ground, and I can’t breathe. I’m sorry.
I can’t say again that Master has repeatedly told me that the secret between me and him cannot be told again.
“I won’t tell you. The young master won’t let me talk to anyone. “I’m ashamed to look down.
The nurse heard it spread out, and several of the servants present were horrified.
I’ve heard a lot of laughter, whispering.
“I can’t believe you’re such a good man. I’m sorry.
Seeing as I bow my head and respond with shame, the nurse’s face turned a little bright and smiled away.
General Mendu of Chuzhou visited the house himself and heard that he had been with Master Zhao and that his brother was his wife ‘ s brother.
I’ve been taken to Mondo-Governor, and that’s the big man. I can’t help it.
“Yu, my officer asks you, tell me the truth. The blogger says:
I was scared to kneel.
That’s how it starts.
“Get up and answer. I’m sorry.
“A country girl, Lord Yutai really admires her. “The Great Lady is full of pride.
“What did Yoon say to you in prison that day? I’m sorry.
This is the secret between me and the young man, and I shook my head with knowledge.
“Oh, so why did you get out of jail and go to that candle shop where you hid the party?” I’m sorry.
“What store?” Master Zhao and Mrs. Zhao are afraid of their faces.
I’m afraid of what’s coming.
I nod my head, I know I can’t hide it. General Mendu is surprised.
“What are you doing there?”
“I’m out of jail, and I’m out of my mind. Go to the toilet in the back of the fragrance. I’m sorry.
There’s laughter around. Laughing at me as a country girl.
“What did you do in front of the incense shop? I’m sorry.
It’s broken. What did they find?
I can’t panic. If anything goes wrong, I can’t stay at Zhao’s house for two months.
We bowed our heads: “I passed through the fragrance, and I was bit by a big wood dog who took away my bones from my brother and sister.” I’m sorry.
“What else did you do?” Mondush.
“Shoe the dog, missed. * I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry. * Speaking of which, all of a sudden I started to say, “Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom,” and I said, “My lord, did I really miss the dog? I’m cheap. I’m worth nothing. I’m sorry.
Smiling around.
Master Zhao can’t see it, coughing with a cough: “Bong Meng, the Zhao family has already been evicted from their homes. The inbred seed is nothing but an act of impotence and consent. Now that cripple has come to justice, he has been kidnapped by thieves and left dead. Meng managed to find the first corpse. I’m sorry.
Mrs. Zhao cried: “I want to see someone, I want to see a body.” My son’s body was lost in your law court. I’m sorry.
Monduhu has nothing to gain, nothing to gain.
Mrs. Zhao shed tears and Master Zhao looked at me and saw something.
“If the master sees this girl, let her live. Mr. Zhao.
I’ll be served three meals a day, and I’ll be served the next few days.
I am particularly content to watch the fragrance of the meal, and I cannot forget my hungry parents. It’s better if they eat some.
I don’t shut my mouth until I eat every day, and my brothers and sisters and my parents are eating grass.
I saw the rainbow come to collect the meal and pour the leftover.
“Son, leave it for me to eat again and again.” Don’t spoil the good stuff. I’m sorry.
Rainbow looked at me.
“If you’re hungry, go to the kitchen and get you something fresh. The leftovers are made of rice and water. I’m sorry.
“The water? For the pigs? What a pity. I’m sorry.
The rainbow turned around and left, and I heard her laughing at the girls outside the house: “What a hungry ghost.” The young master was confused to see her as a maid. I’m sorry.
How can we bring this delicious food to our parents? That became my problem.
How can I leave the compound?
According to the contract, the wife is not allowed to return. I can only stay here to ensure that there is a flow of food.
So I made up my mind, asked for more food, a duck. They were wrapped in oilpapers and climbed over the wall at night. I’ve seen the terrain.
I went back to my house in the mountains all night, and it was a tough road. My parents were surprised by my sudden appearance.
When I came back, my brothers and sisters were surprised to climb up from the grass.
I rushed out food for my brothers and sisters.
It’s a heavenly cuisine, and my brothers and sisters eat so much.
The mother came up and stopped, only a few of them were given to them. The food is too precious to keep the thin water flowing.
The tears of my heart will come out and they will be relieved that both Mrs. Zhao and the Lord are righteous and that there is food in the house. You can’t finish your meal without pouring water to the pigs.
My parents were so impressed that I was born in the last life.
I heard about Master Zhao from the streets.
Both said that the bandits who had abducted Master Zhao had killed him with thousands of knives and killed him.
I’d rather not believe it than regret it in my heart.
After that, getting a family to eat is the motive for my life.
I save some food every day, and then walk out of the wall in the dark.
But Zhao has a nursing home, and it’s dangerous.
I’ve been on the run a few times, and I’m lucky I’m still in the game.
This day, Zhao’s family brought meat buns, big meat buns.
Fat, white, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, white, white, white, white, fat, white, white, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, It’s a big meatball. It’s delicious that the gods can’t eat.
I’m determined to bring something for my brothers and sisters. There’s still something so good in the world.
During the night, I infiltrated the kitchen, wrapped six bags on my back and went all the way over the wall to escape from Zhao.
I’m climbing up a tree and I’m going up against the wall.
And suddenly, a black shadow faces Us.
And in the night, when I was surprised, I saw nothing but a blind eye, and set my eyes against me.
I was afraid to take the road and flee, and covered my mouth with the big hand of that man.
“July, don’t shout, it’s me.”
That sounds like something I’ve heard.
I was strangled by him, but I blinked at the stars of the night, young master! I almost lost my voice. Isn’t he dead?
“Where are your glasses? “I don’t know why I’m saying this. But I looked at him so excited. He’s not dead. He’s alive.
“Shh…” He whispered.
He slowly let go and touched the package on my back.
“Where to?”
I’m not stealing. I just want to give my parents and my brothers and sisters meat buns. I’m sorry.
He smiled, lifted my package, touched a meat bag, swallowed it.
I can see the pain in my eyes, but I’ve worked so hard to steal it. But when I saw the young master swallowing, I was filled with sweets.
“The next time I steal my mother’s pecan, it’s delicious. I’m sorry.
He doesn’t even know enough to eat. I watched him helplessly.
“Is that enough? In the kitchen, there’s more. I mean the direction of the kitchen.
“You climb a tree every time out of a wall? He asks, “How dangerous it is.” I’m sorry.
I nod and shake again.
“It’s convenient. I go late at night, and I rush back and forth. I’m happy I can eat at home. I’m sorry.
“Come with me. He took me down the tree.
He dragged me to a place where he pulled a pile of grass and there was a dog hole under the wall.
“This is where we can get out. I used to play here when I was a kid. I’m sorry.
Well, the real thief is here. I looked at the young master and laughed. He’s like a child right now.
“You’re just in time. I’ll come back to pick up something, and I’ll see my parents. I’m sorry.
I look home, but I cannot refuse his request at this moment.
That’s it. He went back to the study to pick up something. I was out there watching for him.
Night strike.
I followed the young master to his wife’s yard. The woodfish echoes the sound in the night. The light was on the room, and the veil cast a wife’s shadow.
The wife prays day and night for the young master and rarely sleeps.
I saw the young master with tears, he wandered in front of the window for a long time, he wanted to enter and retreated, and feared being seen by his wife.
“Who’s out there?” Mrs. Whispered out the window and asked, “The carp’s quiet.”
The young master pushed me forward, but he was gone.
This bastard!
And I said, “Madam, it’s me, in July, I only dreamt of a dream from the young master, who said he wanted meat buns. Let me speak to the wife. I’m sorry.
I saw the shadow of the smile after the flower tree, and I scolded him.
The door was opened, and she came out of front of his wife, and she said, “Don’t go anywhere in the middle of the night. I’m sorry.
I’m nodding my head and I’m turning around and I’m not happy.
He must have wanted to see her.
And so I cried from the mother in the dark: “Ma’am, it’s true that the young master told her of July, and he said he wanted to eat her walnut souffle.” I’m sorry.
I knew she was at the door. She took a quick look at me and said to the mother next door: “How does she know if she likes to eat walnuts first?” I’m sorry.
“Amida Buddha, a true wife’s daily reading, touched the Buddha and the Buddha’s spirit, and made him dream back, right? I’m sorry.
And she listened to her mother, and said, “Was this heartless child a dream or a woman entrusted to him?” I’m sorry.
The word “His woman?” sounds so stingy, and my heart struts in the name of no one.
“Don’t make it difficult for the boy, she’s too much of a fan. “Get her a dress and go back to her. I’m sorry.
And We withdrew with thanks, and We cried out, “My Lord, he is true.” I’m sorry.
Really? Dream or reality? Everything seems meaningless to the wife. The sound of the woodfish inside the house continued.
The young master took me by car to get some food from the kitchen and then crawled out of the Zhao compound from the pit. Two alleys around, and we ran.
There was a bike in the alley in the dark and the young master greeted me and drove me home.
“Tighten my waist!” He said, “I’ll be quiet.”
I hesitated, but he pulled up his car and ran away. And when I shuddered, I held his waist in a state of panic, so I ran forward in a cold night. Then We drew close to his back. And its back is wide and firm, warm and firm as mountains. Hold him in your arms.
The car was bumping on the road and twirling around the road towards the outskirts of the city.
And gradually, I sensed his heated back twitching, and he was crying.
And on the hill, We heard his dark wept, but it was hard for him to contain the tears. At last, he began to cry out, and on the uncooked mountain road, he turned upside down, he spilled all his sorrows, and he heard the cries of the wild beasts of the forest. He’s thinking about Mom and family. He had to give it up for what he wanted.
I tried to get close to him, squeezing his back with a little hand, like some of our sister-in-law who was crying. What’s he doing? It is clear to him that he has a home in which every one has envy for the warmth, and he eats and drinks. And now it’s hard to get home.
Finally, Master took me back to my parents.
My brothers and sisters were hoping that I would bring back food and cheer all the way up.
They’re trying to play with young master and his bike, and they’re new.
The young master refused to come in with me, but waited for me under the village mouth tree. He’s afraid of getting me into trouble.
And I, in a hurry, gave my brothers and sisters a few words and turned back with him.
On the way back to Zhao’s house, he gave me a gift.
We should get more dry food, which is better than that.
Like a cook’s salami is good. It can be long. The first and fifteenth houses of Zhao, which buy food for the month, sometimes spill rice, and I can take the time to take it.
He said that he was in charge of his family’s food, and that it was also a good man in Liangshan who robbed the rich and the poor and let me take it.
I was laughing at him. He’s so funny.
And he drove me to the alley, and it was dawn, and the stars were shining.
I ran to Zhao, and I looked back at him, and he waved at me and split up.
In the darkness before dawn, the authorities searched for the party.
They are not as lucky as they were when they were killed in the courtyard.
There have also been attempts to rob the court, but the authorities were prepared to set up a trap, lure the snake out of the hole, and they’re out.
A time of blood flow.
Dad and Grandma say it’s hard to see if these people are brain-boiled and good. Today, lives are wasted.
I only care about stealing food from Zhao’s house.
But things didn’t go well. The rainbow found my tricks.
For example, there’s oil stains in my pocket, like dirt on my soles, on the walls of the yard.
For example, kitchen cooks complain about buns being stolen at night by cats.
One time I was hiding my meat, found by the rainbow. I had to lie to her that I was hungry and couldn’t wait to go to the kitchen and get something to eat. In order to convince her, I ate two meat dumplings, and she laughed.
I can only contain myself, and no one can find it, and I will be cut off from my hard-won path.
But the sky doesn’t follow people’s wishes. It doesn’t last long.
You’ve come a few times and you’ve been groaning about your wife.
My wife looks down on me.
“The stomach’s not moving. In ten days, I’ll send her away. I’m sorry.
I’ve got a heavy heart. This means I’m going to be expelled from the Zhao family without my blood.
When the good days come, I’m going to run for my livelihood and I don’t know where to eat this day.
Then Zhao Yiu came back a few times and went into my house at night. Let me go to the kitchen and get food for him.
He’s sick. He spits blood. He was here. He was worried too much. It was as if the pillars had collapsed.
The day the young master came back secretly, asked me to cover for him and to visit the sick master. It’s too risky, but I know he misses his father.
I managed to draw away the watchman of the night, and covered for the master to touch his bedroom.
I watched the wind at the door to make sure that no one came and learned to bark from the wildcats.
Although he was not found by the Master, the trails gave rise to suspicion.
He can’t go back to his place. And I took on the food for him. And he’s got more and more food, which is particularly interesting. We have to have a safe way of “digger.”
We split up. from Us to feed him in the daytime and to his brothers who hide in the cellars. And he gave me some food at night to my parents in the mountains.
I came up with a lie to give the young master food. I lied to my wife about his dreams and asked me to bring food to the auditorium to feed him and the hungry ghost next to him.
The wife is a devout devout devout man. But the mothers around her questioned me about my “involved heart”. Besides, how can I trust a girl who’s about to be expelled from the house?
I’m in trouble, listening to everyone. Then he heard an old sound coughing, saying, “Let the month of July go.” It is more credible than it is. If that’s true, it’ll feed the victims. I’m sorry.
It’s Master Zhao. He’s recently in trouble, but he’s coming out with a cane. So I was only one step away from success.
Mothers suggested that I should stay in the monastery day and night to bless the young master.
I was in a hurry to stop: “The Buddha House is cold, crowded and inaccessible. Besides, I have to cook for my young master myself. I’m sorry.
Master Zhao noded until people disagree. This is what I meant.
The young master’s workshop, which he used to hide in the city, was underground, a firecracker. It’s far from New Year’s Day, but it’s hot in here. It’s just so mysterious not to light a candle. Here I also met a friend of the young master’s life and death – Mr. Black Self-Defence. Mr. Black is very interesting, very funny and very accessible. The young master and the young master are in the heat.
Mr. Black mysteriously said that he was making a big firecracker that could blow up the gates.
Mr. Black, who had a long history of studying abroad, sometimes argued with the young master in foreign language about his red neck and sometimes drank with joy.
And We brought them food and cleaned their dwellings in order to avoid the sight of all.
For my convenience, the young master decided to teach me how to ride a bike.
And I was afraid and afraid, but I enjoyed it in secret.
I’m sitting in a high car seat, holding my hands tight and holding the car. The young master took my car behind me and encouraged me to look forward, relax, and be not afraid. I’m sorry.
My bike swayed, but I was reassured that he was behind it. At first, the car swayed around and ran into Mr. Black. But soon I became familiar with it, and I was reassured to ride under his command. The young master ran after my car. I saw the tree house crops running back, and I cried with joy: “I am going to fly!” I’m sorry.
I heard the sound from behind, “It’s great!” Go on! I’m sorry.
When I turned back, I found out that the young master had left me behind.
Master! “I cried out, the car lost its way and hit a tree in front.
“Look out! The young master flew over.
And as soon as I fell down, I was held by a little slack, and I rolled down the slope.
And when I stopped, I was in shock, but I saw the familiar face, and the bright eyes. That’s the young master. I can feel his breath, his heartbeat.
“My lord, I…”
“Stop calling me Master. Call me Yoon first. All human beings are born equal. He says:
I was pulled up by him and I was embarrassed, and I said, “Yo-Yo!
He smiled and laughed.
That’s it. The more people in the workshop come together for days. They meet day and night to discuss responses.
I look at the way the young master looks, and I think he’s alive. He left his beard on purpose to make himself look like a mess, but he could not hide the light in his eyes.
I guess they’re going to do a great thing, but I just want him to be safe from trouble.
And the day when I left Zhao’s house was drawing near, and I could only use the dream of the young man as a prevarication, and it was a day.
I’ve heard a lot of talk in the house. But if she doesn’t speak, I’ll still be in Zhao.
These days Master Zhao ordered no one to leave the house, saying that there were no soldiers outside.
Many went to the capital court to petition for the sale of railways to foreigners, and the court sent troops from the provinces.
Master Zhao laments: “This is the way of the world! I’m sorry.
I asked, “Are there wars? The army won’t take food, will it?”
Mrs. Zhao looked at me, and I heard my aunt sneer at me: “It’s not just about eating, it’s not just eating. I’m sorry.
Master Zhao took a good look at me and said that I was right.
And the young master sent me a letter telling me I didn’t have to go back to the workshop. They’ve found it. It’s dangerous! They’ve been evacuated. Take care of yourself.
I stayed in an empty courtyard, thinking of my hungry family, and decided to take the risk of drilling a dog hole to feed my family again tonight.
Late in the autumn, the temperature fell sharply. It’s a snowy goose.
Master Zhao looked at the sky with his crutches in the courtyard and the snow almost buried him as a snowman.
I put an umbrella on him to persuade him to return to his room: “My lord, the snow is heavy, why don’t you go back to the porch and give him snow?” I’m sorry.
Master Zhao asked me to look at it and asked me, “Did you not dream and eat?” I’m sorry.
I was shaking my head.
His Lord Zhao lamented and scolded: “It is an iniquitous evil! I’m sorry.
In the middle of the night, I finally snuck back home in the snow and hid from the sentry post behind the curfew. In order to drive, We could not help but go quietly to the haystacks near the workshop, and bring out the bicycles that the young master had hidden in them. Get in the car and run all the way home.
I told my parents and my brothers and sisters to be careful.
On the way back, my parents stuffed me two pieces of roasted potatoes, sprayed and wrapped in horse shit.
I was in a hurry, and the two potatoes were in my arms, and the whole body was warm.
When riding back to the city, the snow covered the sights.
I wanted to ride back to Zhao’s house, but I was afraid I’d be spotted. Think about it, it’s just snow to get the car back.
As I approached the workshop. And behold, the mountains are blown and deafening.
My foot was shaking and the car threw me out into the snow.
And when I rose up and was numb, I saw the black smoke, and I heard the cries and the screams. At dawn, the right-hand neighbour who woke up in his sleep went back to the place where the blast came from.
Master!
I cried out, I stood up in pain, and I went to the workshop.
Black smoke, cries and screams.
I tried to drive people away and ran into the fire.
“My Lord, my Lord, my Black Brother” I’m crying and my head starts to collapse.
Fortunately, I washed in with a turban, and the snow became water, and I covered my nose with that wet towel.
Just as I was disappointed, I saw a dead body lying on the ground, which had blown up completely. The ring on his finger is Black!
I sat on the floor, and I cried, and I was terrified, and I turned around and searched, and found nothing.
And as I was going out, my ankle was grabbed by a big hand. I screamed, “Ghost! I’m sorry.
I sneeze so hard because Mom said ghosts were afraid to hear sneezes.
And I saw a bloodbath.
The face was full of blood and mud, but the eyes of the morning star made me recognize him.
“July, July.”
Master, it’s him! I was surprised and pleased, and I tried so hard to pick him up.
“No, leave me alone. Save me, Black! * He spoke to me with a weak breath.
But, Brother Black, he’s…
And as soon as the gushing ran out of the fire and the tongue swallowed us up, and I ran out of the collapsed house, I went to him, in a panic, and squeezed the snow, and put out the fire.
And at that moment, I heard him howling with all his might: “Separate, and explode!” I’m sorry.
He pushed me away with all his energy.
There were also a few loud sounds, and the heat threw me out, and when I woke up, I was crying and crying.
The soldiers came and called out to drive people away.
But at that moment, I felt bad.
We were quick to push the young man to the corner of the broken wall, and quickly buried him with snow, and then covered the earth’s marks.
Fortunately, it was a mess.
The soldiers surrounded the fire workshop and were afraid to move forward for fear of an explosion.
I was nervous about it. How do I get the young master out of the walls? How can I escape when I’ve seen the soldiers searching in front of me?
You pushed me to cry and cry to find my loved ones, and the wounded neighbours were taken from my sight in blood.
The darkness before dawn is the most devastating and the most difficult. Snow in the sky, moon invisible.
You can’t wait to die! If he is not found, he will freeze to death, and he is seriously injured. The courage of some place has made me struggle to sway the walls and touch the river behind the smoked workshop. There is a grinder of stone, for Mr. Black in the morning, to practice with Tai Chi. Hanged high by the river dyke. I tried to push that grinder to shake him up and untie the rope. The grinder fell down and jumped a few times on the shore into the river. The boom splatters water and brings back the soldiers.
“Someone jumped! “I shouted, pointing at the surface of the water and still seeing clearly under fire.
Members of the army who had been taken by the information kit had to roll up their pants and legs and go into the water to track down the fugitives.
I used a pap to cover my face before I could escape back to the broken wall, and I pulled him out of the snow. I found a sack that covered him and covered his flesh and blood. Come on, get out of here, or the soldiers will find out. When I dragged the young master out, it seemed like something was wrong. I look back and I’m scared to paralyze. Master, why is he missing a leg?
There was blood in the empty pants, and the left leg was missing.
I have a twitch on my back, but at this point I can’t help but run away.
I bit my teeth and tied his broken leg with my pants so he could stop bleeding.
And We carried the young master on our backs, and fell and fell with the people who carried the wounded. Not to be seen, not to be helped.
I fell and I climbed up, and I carried him back, and I kept going.
The hands and feet were numb and the pain was not felt. And We whispered unto him: Young master, wake up and come to the hospital. Right ahead. I’m sorry.
It’s a hospital.
The Master’s wounds are not beyond his eyes. It’s easy to treat the wounds for the young master and to look at me from time to time.
But when I looked at my heart as if I was dying to cry, I was whispering: “The soldiers will soon be searched.” You better get out of here.
Once the news is out, the young master will be killed.
I thank you so much for sneaking away after cleaning the wounds.
I recovered the bicycle and hung the young master on the beam, as he had when he had taken me home, but the ground slipped, and I fell with him in the snow several times.
My knee was bleeding and my hand broke.
I gnawed my teeth and lifted his belt and tied him to me, so I fell all the way to my home on the hill.
Young Master, you’re almost there. I’m sorry.
I gnawed my lips, and I didn’t notice it, and an inexplicable will made me run into battle.
Finally, I saw the old house on the hillside, saw the trees at the village entrance, saw hope.
The sun is rising.
I almost climbed to the door, my legs were weak and I fought hard.
The family opens the door, panics and drags him in.
After a baptism, I’m sure I’m going to need some medication for the young master.
He refused to look for him because he was wanted by the court.
I was in a hurry, but Dad reminded me.
The neighboring village of Ahab, who is poor and hungry today, has been dependent on my family for their support.
Dad believed in Gu’s Aber’s character, so he sent his brother to scream.
Gu has prepared the wounds for the young man and has made rotting meat for him, and worse still, one of his legs has been broken and there are empty legs on his knees.
Master Zhao was very strong, he bit the cloth and didn’t say anything.
He fainted, and his service should have been given to me.
Grandma said that since I was with Master Zhao, I should have followed him for life. In addition, a woman who has become a pregnant woman is a bad person and no one will ever marry again. The only way out of this situation is to go to the temple and become a nun. I don’t want to. I’ll watch the young master.
And Dad went to check out the news, and he looked pale. It was the soldiers who designed the explosives that set fire to the firecrackers and wiped out the rebels. Mondu has done a great job for this.
Six bodies of the dead were hung in the gates of the city, while three seriously wounded members of the rebels were driven to the courtyard to decapitate.
Think of the days before when I made them snacks and talked to them, and it was not so sad that they were all the same. I’ve got the ring from the Black Brother in the house, and my heart’s bleeding. Sir, if he wakes up and finds out, he’ll be okay?
The young master remained burning, and We kept his clothes from the window for three days and three nights.
Finally, I made him wake up.
The whole family surprised him and made me feed him soup.
“Where are they?” He woke up struggling to get out of bed, and said, “I will go to them.” I’m sorry.
Despite my advice, the young master insisted on getting out of bed and looking for his friends. And suddenly he seemed to notice something, and the whole man was like a piece of wood.
I was so angry, I pushed him back to bed.
He looked down at me, and gradually, and found something in my tears.
He’s shaking his lips, not talking. But I see his despair and grief in his eyes.
I gave him the ring from Mr. Black’s finger, twitching his lips without knowing what to say.
He took the ring but laughed, and there was no sound.
The young master doesn’t want to eat or drink, and no one is allowed to come near for a change.
He’s the one who tells them to leave.
He became hysterical, unreasonable. Sometimes, however, they are weak and helpless, constricting to the point where no one is allowed to approach.
“Students don’t know how sad it is to have his parents.” This wound is further delayed, in fear of losing his life. I’m sorry.
I’m in a hurry.
When I was hiding at home, the second butler told me, “Mrs., even if the girl does not return to Zhao in July, it is time to say.” Since you’re safe now, my wife is relieved. I don’t need to go back to Zhao. Madame be kind and pay a price. That’s it. I’m sorry.
I was in a great loss, and I held the hanging, thinking of the young man who was hidden in the cellar.
Father and father went to the house and petitioned the housekeeper: “It’s good to have a cow in July at Zhao’s house as a handman.” A family depends on her for a living. I’m sorry.
The housekeeper said, “It was her own stomach that didn’t fight.” Who can blame?”
“But everyone knows she’s the wife of the Zhao. Master Zhao is dead, and the matchmaker says she’s a bad man. “Let’s go back to Zhao in July. I’m sorry.
Two butlers don’t give a shit.
I went back to the cellar alone.
The sun spills out of the cellar into the bed of the young man, and shines on his pale face, desolate, discomfort, and is more boring.
He should have heard the conversation outside. He said to me, ‘When I was dead, you asked my family to collect the body, and said, ‘I told you to stay in Zhao’s house for life.’ I’m sorry.
Listening to him, I’m not touched at all, but I don’t know where it came from. I pulled him in the front, I pulled his arm up, I slapped him in the face.
I’m numb in my hands. That’s hard to say.
I said, “Damn it! Shit! What else can you do without being a bitch? Brother Black, if they know what’s going on down there, do they want you to look like a ghost? I’m sorry.
And We cried out, and the eyes would stare at him as though he were in tears.
For the first time he saw me so fiercely, he looked at me and said nothing.
“The man, the man, rises wherever he falls! Look forward! Isn’t that a leg missing? I can’t ride you, I can’t go home to the dog hole, I’m behind you. Brother Black and their unfinished wish, and you live. You live for them all! I’m sorry.
After a squawk, I feel like I’m being taken off my body and sitting on the floor.
A few days of suffocating my breath, and I fainted.
I woke up again and saw a face I used to know.
It is no longer a moustache, no more desolation, no blood. And the cheeks of the bearded and white, and the eyes of the gods covered in deviant deviants.
And he said to Us, “In July, you slept an entire day.” Thank you. You’re awake. I’m awake. I’m sorry.
As if nothing had happened.
He asked me to go to the city to get him a message and tell me how to get out of being followed.
Me and the young master are weak and need to be replaced.
Then he whispered to me that there was medicine in Zhao’s house, and that I should go back and steal it according to what he said.
I don’t just steal the medicine, but I’m going to give him back. Grandma said she had to eat chicken and eat ginseng. But where can I get one?
Today, only Zhao will be able to make an opinion.
How am I supposed to fool a guy with a chicken?
I returned to Zhao’s capital, and, of course, the wife, with her last hope, asked him to visit me. It’s still shattering.
Madam is completely dead. Zhao’s family is afraid of no future.
“The young master is not dead. I’m not saying anything.
This time it was not just Mrs. Zhao and the maid next door, but even Master Zhao.
“Bullshit!” Lord Zhao denounced.
“I dreamt of young master. He said, “He is not dead, but he goes out of town.” Let me wait for him in the house. The young master also said that he wanted to eat ginseng chicken. Let me cook him chicken. I’m sorry.
The first lady will doubt it, but the food is nothing to her.
Since I mentioned the Master, I’ve touched her sad.
She told the nurse to find me food.
I’m in the kitchen and I’m cooking chicken with the tits. It’s clumsy, but it’s cooked.
And We offered the chicken in the young man’s study as if he could eat.
At night, I sneaked in and took the chicken, carrying a jar of chicken stew, and I crawled back to my house.
The young master woke up and was weak and drinking chicken soup in bed. My brothers and sisters are already snorting.
I was so mean, I didn’t get used to my brothers and sisters, I made him eat chickens, I couldn’t give them to anyone else. That chicken was stewed to him by me and the nanny.
“Is it good? I spat at him.
He gave me a chicken leg: “Eat, too. I’m sorry.
I shake my head and stop my brothers and sisters from going to this patch. This is the chicken stew I learned most of the geniuses. But Yoon insisted on sharing chicken with his brothers and sisters.
“Sister, what’s a tummy loan? I can’t help but ask.
I’m astonished as if being a thief had been caught by accident and had been embarrassed.
I went up to a chicken leg that took my brother’s hand: “I can’t keep my mouth shut!” I’m sorry.
The little brother “whoa” cried.
“It’s the kids from the village school who laugh at me and say that she’s the least worth of “Leave her child.” I’m sorry.
“That’s how they envy you for having chicken legs. “You want to hear the truth? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“It tastes worse than my mother’s stew. My mother’s chicken soup is beautiful and has pineapple in it. “There is still a shortage of bamboo in the South China Sea.” I’m sorry.
Young master smiles, weak spot reviews.
I’ve taken away his tungsten, “It’s not wrong to eat some.” I’m sorry.
“You guys go out and play. He gave a bowl of chicken racks to his brother and sent them away.
I was about to stop it, and he came back and grabbed me. I fell back and sat on his bed. So his face was put on my face and made me laugh, “Are you really upset? You’re joking.” I’m sorry.
I threw him away with my tongue and my heart, and I said, “It’s bad for the soup, you talk to your wife.” I’m sorry.
I got up and wanted to go, and he pulled me. As if I wanted to have fun with me, I liked to see me angry.
“Stop it!” I dumped him.
He let go of my hand and suddenly kissed my back.
I ran away in fear. And We went out the door, standing under a warm sun, and detailing the wet back of his hand, as though there was a touch of his lips soft. I’m blushing. My heart’s pounding and my cheeks are burning.
What’s going on?
It’s as if me and him were acting weird, as if a little claw was scratching my heart.
I went back to Zhao’s house and I’m still acting.
It’s as if my acting was too poor, and my wife and my subordinates didn’t even bother to listen to me anymore, just because I was a little flower who was lying and drinking under the guise of a young man.
I said, “The young man was dreaming. There’s no wife for soup. What’s missing… what’s missing? I’m sorry.
“It’s mackerel. “The wife looked back to me.
“Yes, it’s the Zang Nancheng. And also, the twirl of Fernan. I’m sorry.
The first lady sits in a chair with her ass paralyzingly, stunned me.
She cried and cried to the heaven: “O son, do not take care of your daughter-in-law, and give your mother a dream.” I’m sorry.
A family’s booing.
Master Zhao told me to send the wagon for me to visit my mother’s house and pray for blessing. It’s as if you’ve done your last wish for him. There was a lot of talk about it, and I didn’t know how I had compelled my wife and master to treat me so well.
The wife cooks for her son.
When the soup came out, I couldn’t help but taste it. The wife made walnut pancakes for the young master. I’m telling you, it’s available for one day. Those who eat the offerings will be blessed.
I was happy to put the bread and soup in the food box, and heard my wife groan, “A poor girl.” If you were to be understanding you would not have given you a man and a half, and you would have stayed in Zhao’s house. I’m sorry.
I bow down, I think, but I’m not lucky.
When I came home, I looked at the young man who ate walnuts and gave them to his brothers and sisters. I blew him a little hot chicken soup and gave him a spoon.
July, what’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
I shook my head, but I couldn’t help but pass his wife’s words on.
Look at me bowing down and making chicken soup with a spoon, and he snuffed me and said, “Will you marry me in July?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know how to answer that. I don’t pretend I’m pecking rice.
But suddenly, I noticed something wrong, and I started to laugh at myself: “In July I knew it was a dream. He’s a big family. The month of July is a small house for the poor, but it does not deserve the young master. I don’t even think it’s worth it. I’m sorry.
“I say you do, you do. He pulled me in the arms, and the soup was pouring on the bedding, and he ignored it.
He held me in his arms and looked into my eyes and asked, “Are you sorry? I’m sorry.
I shake my head.
He lifts up my face, and draws near, and kisses my lips.
It wasn’t until Grandma pushed us in.
“Aigoo, mother.” And she ran away in shock and panic, and the door was taken back.
I’m ashamed to be carried in my arms.
“I’m responsible for you, you’re my wife. Right on. There is no one equal in the world, no one noble or low. Who says you don’t deserve me? Who says you can’t enter Zhao’s house? I’m sorry.
And we touched one of our foreheads gently, so that we fell asleep as a pair.
The break of his leg did not in any way prevent him from breathing, and soon he was able to turn down and recover.
And I spent more than half a month with him. Until the snow seals.
And that day We returned from Zhao’s house, seeking to join them, and left behind a letter. He didn’t say hello to anyone, nor did he know where he was.
The letter says “July, I’ll be back” for a few words.
A fire in Chu County changed the sky.
Watching the people on the streets tell each other, watching the Revolutionary Army enter the city. As if everything was so new.
The Emperor is on the loose, and the men raced to shave their heads and cut their tails. Put it in the past, it’s a crime to kill the head.
And I’m, like, already pregnant and heavy.
I stood in the courtyard and watched the servants run in and out of their busy business, and my wife cried out to me to go to my room and not get hit.
When I was diagnosed with my pregnancy, there was a question. This isn’t the right day, is it?
Then he came forward and said, “The ancients are saying that they are late.” In July, he was frightened in prison, and it was normal that the baby appeared later. I’m sorry.
That’s a lie, but it’s also blocking people’s mouth. And now all that I have in my belly is the first.
“Mom, I’m not good enough for you. * I’m going back to my voice *
Somehow he stood at the door.
He’s got a civilized staff, a suit, a hat, a strange costume. More importantly, he’s got a braid cut behind his head.
It was not just me, but my wife was staring at me for a long time, crying and running, hugging him and beating him. And the wife ran in a hurry, dropped a embroidery shoe on her feet and didn’t notice it.
“Master. “And We moved forward in awe, in the sight of his reproach, and whispered, and said, “Glory first.” I’m sorry.
He held me in his arms.
“Careful child! I’m sorry to hear that.
And in his open haha laugh, I suddenly realized that he had a prosthetic limb that would make him walk as fast as he could.
Master, he’s finally back!
“We won. He held me by his throat and said, “Black brother, they have a sense of relief under the ground, and I finally achieved their wish. I’m sorry.
Yeah, it’s changed. Chu has changed, and the world has changed.
After the cold, the wife pulls her head inside.
Then he saw Master Zhao standing under the porch, looking at him.
Father! “Let go of me and my wife and turn around.”
He looked at his father, supported his body with his treks, and he kneeled.
“Leave! Zhao lamented, a few steps ahead of him, and took the crutches in his hand and slashed them with his head and face.
“You still know to come back? You know what your family did for you? I’m sorry.
The crutches hit the young master. He’s not moving. But I can’t stand it. It’s like that stick hit me. And We went up against all intents, and held the young master tightly, and covered him with their bodies.
“Master, you can’t fight. Sir, his leg is blown out. “I cried and cried, and all around me,
The crutches in the Lord’s hand fell down on the earth, and it seemed as though they were slammed in the hearts.
Master Zhao took his pants off and saw the cold wood.
The wife and the people cried out of fear, while the Master stood up and turned to his face and went back to his room, without seeing his old tears.
“Father, the son knows that you knew from the beginning that he was alive and that he had returned to the house. Otherwise, in July, it was not so easy to stay in the capital to cover up for his son and deliver food for him. That night the son came to see you in his room, you were awake, but you were pretending to sleep. I’m sorry.
There’s a chain of sorrow, and the days of the storm are over.
Zhao’s capital returns to its old days.
And my marriage with Yoon Koo was raised again.
After all, my daughter is not worthy of her present status. The wife then proposed that Yoon’s niece should be married to her mother, and that I should be a concubine and remain in Zhao’s capital.
And he will take only one wife of mine, while he is patient. But instead of a big wedding, Yin gave me a flower candle that I never dreamed of. And We put on a great red dress, and worshiped with him the heavens and the earth and the high hall, and entered the cave with a heavy belly.
And date-palms, chestnuts, peanuts. I feel like the happiest woman in the world.
After the wedding, Yoon was anxious to meet up north. This is two years.
For the past two years, the changes in Chu County have also turned upside down. And when Yoon returns to his home, the child will already say “Dad” and go around the bed.
The first name Yoon gave to his son was “Yayu”.
Then We went to his camp to take care of his abode while the sun and the sun were busy.
I’m no longer the old yellow-haired girl, July. Mrs. Zhao, it’s as if all happiness has come so unreal.
When I woke up in my dreams, I held my arms tight and feared he would leave and ran away again and left me alone.
And he smiled at me, and comforted me that he was no longer of his own accord, nor of me nor of any soul. He belongs to this nation and to this nation, and he has blood on his hands, black brothers and countless patriots.
But, afraid of what, finally what came.
Yoon ran away and went nowhere.
We shall no longer receive his Book, nor shall We know his news and his whereabouts.
So We waited for him every day and every day, and we waited for him with a bitter wait. I am sure that after what he has said, sooner or later he will come after us and return to his home.
Autumn, white cream.
I’ve heard a lot of noise outside the yard.
She ran, and she said, “Come on, Grandma. He’s back home. I heard he’s a big man. By the Governor himself. I’m sorry.
Following the change in the Chu Revolution, Mondus was transformed into the leader of the new government in Chu. I don’t know how things are, but it seems like I’ve changed and nothing has changed.
I can’t believe that my hands were rubbing on the apron before I held my hopes and chased the rainbow to the second door.
The young master has returned.
He was wearing a Western hat, a Nakayama dress and a civilized stick in his hand. That’s so cool.
I looked at him after the crowd.
In my arms, I said, “Who is he?” I’m sorry.
“He is, Father.” I see tears in my eyes.
‘July, come.’ But the young man saw among the people Me, and waved to Us.
I was busy separating the crowd out.
And We moved our lips and cried out: “Son. I’m sorry.
And he smiled, pointing at me with a short-haired and able woman of the garb: “Come, meet me, this is my wife, Lin. I’m sorry.
I’m shocked. Did I hear you wrong? No, the young man smiles softly, holding his hands tight.
“Big Grandma? * I squeaked before she showed up * The men around her once belonged to me.
But for a moment, I began to boast about my cowardice, and then I became humbled.
You’re a country girl, and now you’re eating and drinking. You think you’re really going to be the Grandmother of Zhao? Look at this woman. She looks like a woman.
“Call me Sister Lin or call me Mr. Lin. I’m sorry.
“Lin, Mr. Lin. I think the term is more appropriate.
Gentlemen are respected. I envy these cultural people.
“This is, Hope?” Clap your hands and catch the hope in my hand.
“Call Daddy. “The young man is so proud to say, “Take the bushes to his little face.”
I was so busy hugging back in my arms.
And We hid behind them, and were dazzling in our ears, laughter, and looked away.
I prayed day and night for the man who had come back with another woman. And this woman took my place.
Or I shouldn’t be in that position.
I was so relieved that I was in the courtyard, washing the sheets, for a while.
I filled my head with busy work, and I put on a smile and cleaned up his room with Mr. Lin.
He was a man of understanding, and he was not proud of his son’s return to his country, nor did he blame him too much.
But because of me, the Duke finally said justice.
“You can’t be sorry for July. She’s a good wife. The poor and the poor are your choice, as if you were determined to abandon your homes to revolution. You win, you make, you lose and you die. This forest, I don’t like it. I’m sorry.
“Dad, it’s all free marriages now. My marriage, I’m in charge. I’m sorry.
“What about July and the kids? Well, forget it, talk to her and make her concubine. I’m sorry.
“Daddy, monogamy. I only marry Lin Liang. As for July, they were victims of feudal society. I told Lin-Lin and she felt sorry for July. Lin Ban is willing to adopt a child, and in July she will be young and free. I’m sorry.
The public had to cough up the blood, and the cane was about to hit the son.
“You can’t be held responsible for being such an officer. You had a baby. I’m sorry.
“It was nothing but the dark years, and I had no choice. I’m sympathetic to July. We take what we need. I’m sorry.
I heard it shivering outside, but I refused to leave. Until Grandma came to find me.
And she took me away quietly, and she said to me, “This child is a donkey, and he has no change in his mind. I’m sorry.
I dreamt it high. I should be content that I, a poor girl, was lucky enough to be on the mountain of Zhao’s capital to save a small family with food and clothing.
All these years, I’ve been supporting my family with money in Zhao’s capital, and my parents have set up fields in the mountains, and they have a few acres of their own land, and they’ll be able to feed themselves.
And We said, “I will go, but I cannot give up my hope.” Mr. Lin, she’s regenerative. I’m sorry.
My mother-in-law does not agree. I wish my son was Zhao’s grandson.
The young master will sleep with his son, and the father and son will share the joy of the day. I can’t stop him.
He and Lin are very dedicated and have brought a lot of toys to Yoki, who likes them very much.
When I finally had my father, I wanted to meet him and said, “I wanted my father back. I’m sorry.
I woke up this morning to ask my mother-in-law for peace and to bring him and Mr. Lin earlier.
When I got to the yard, I saw the maids coming in and out, and I was scared.
Master and Mr. Lin have gone and left.
It’s supposed to go by night.
I can’t believe they took the kid.
My son.
The pain of tearing my heart apart, without a man, without hope, I have nothing.
I want to cry without tears, and I’m paralyzed.
The mother-in-law and the public had come to the news and were scolded and angry.
“Don’t cry, too. I’ve taken you as my family since you were born. This house, no one is going to throw you out. You’re the daughter-in-law of the Zhao family. Wait, he’ll be back sooner or later. I’m sorry.
It’s just that I’m pregnant again and there’s a bit of comfort in my grief. I’ll give you hope.
It’s four years past, the second year that Yoon left, and I have a daughter named Joy.
Our mother and daughter live with each other at Zhao’s house, and it’s a good thing that the father and mother-in-law are very tolerant and very nice to us. I’m worried about my mother’s family, and I’ve set up a grocery store for my parents in the city.
And this day We sat at the door with joy and stripped the beans, and heard a cry of fright.
Mother.
My heart was pierced by needles, and it was raised.
So he was sent back, and he threw his hands out of his servant’s hand, and came over and held my neck.
I feel like I’m losing my soul.
The person who brought him back said that Yoo-il had been scared while he was in prison for six months.
Prison?
Grandpa and Grandma are scared. We don’t know what happened.
I held him for a long time and he woke up and trembled in his dreams. I started hating first, hating Lin. Why! They’ve got everything, and they’re taking away my hope? It also exposes Toki to everything that ordinary people and children have not suffered.
At last, I was told in my arms, “The bad guys pull their nails out of their fingernails, pain, blood, so much blood.” I’m sorry.
I was too busy looking at his nails.
“It’s Big Mama, Big Mama’s nails, they’re all out. I’m sorry.
I looked forward to his silent tears.
I look forward to seeing the nurse ironing her clothes with red iron, panicking and crying, as if no one could stop her. I found him at the end of the wall, and he was crying and shaking his head: “No, don’t burn my mother, my mother’s hands and feet are burned.” I’m sorry.
My legs are soft, I sit on the floor.
I wonder if it’s sad or sympathy. What are they doing?
I don’t understand why they did it. Is it worth it?
I got a letter from Mr. Lin.
I’m so sweaty. Is she dead or alive?
And I opened the letter, and I was glad that I had taught me to read and read, so that I could hide in the corner and see the end of the letter. The letter was written to me by Lin Fong. I knew she was not a man and a wife.
They’re fake couples, covering their cover.
Take her away for better cover.
Moreover, Mr. Lin is the wife of Mr. Black Self-Sufficient and her sister-in-law, who cannot be married.
They pretended to be husband and wife and were later separated from her for work. Lin Len was sold to jail by traitors and died as though he had died until he had died.
It is only by organizing multiple rescues that I hope I will be able to escape from the tiger.
And I remember when I first saw him, and he was in prison with firm eyes and words, and I understood nothing. Now it’s getting better.
My hands almost shredded the paper and cried out.
Mr. Lin is still young.
But where is he?
When the east is white, the sky shines. After the night is light. We hope to meet on that day.
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He loves me. He’s the best revenge.
Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
Buttons are down. Wait.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
