Jiu Zhang Ji: The Daily Life of the Reborn Daughter

Chapter 46: Nightmare in an Abandoned House

North City, Broom Lane, Bai Family Courtyard.

It’s the third day since Bai Junzhe and Lou Xinyue were injured.

The wound on Lou Xinyue's face had already festered, turned outward, and oozing pus. Mrs. Bai only cared about Bai Junzhe and ignored her at all, while Bai Rouer either lay motionless in bed, refusing to eat or drink, or made a loud noise, throwing things and smashing things.

Mrs. Li's forehead was broken by her. If the indenture contract was not still in Bai's hands, she would have escaped long ago.

When the Bai mansion was sold, Li Po's daughter was also sold at the same time. She was bought by a local rich man. The girl found an opportunity to climb into the local rich man's bed, and with her beauty and skills in bed, she became the local rich man's twelfth concubine. In the past few days, she has been begging the local rich man, who was so bewitched by her that he didn't know what to do, to get her father and brother to the local rich man's house, and also sent a letter to Li Po, hoping that she could get away as soon as possible and reunite with her family.

But Mrs. Li knew that if she wanted to redeem her indenture at this time, the Bai family would definitely ask for a huge sum of money. It would be better for her to endure it for a few more days, and wait until they could no longer hold on and decided to sell her out, and then find a chance to escape.

Ever since her daughter brought her the letter, Mrs. Li no longer serves her as wholeheartedly as when she first moved in. She slacks off whenever she can, hides whenever she can, and feels dizzy from time to time. She is so old and her head was broken, isn't it normal for her to feel dizzy?

As a result, Bai became even more anxious and worried.

The doctors nearby were unwilling to see patients. Bai Junzhe was still using the prescription that the doctor had given him on the first day. It was fine at first, but he suddenly had a high fever last night. Bai couldn't control Li Pozi, and Bai Rouer was like a madman. As for Lou Xinyue, it was fine when Bai didn't come to her. Once she came to her, she asked Bai to find a doctor to see her face.

What a joke. Now she was going to use the little money she had left on her son. If she gave it to Lou Xinyue, what would she do with her son?

Since the doctor didn't come, she had to send Bai Junzhe to the clinic, but she couldn't carry him on her back or in her arms. She wanted to borrow a cart from her neighbor, but no one was willing to lend it to her. Doctors who came to see patients at home would be beaten, so could she return the borrowed cart?

She had no choice but to go to the carriage shop to rent a carriage herself. She no longer believed in asking the little beggar to run errands for her.

The north of the city was a slum, and there were no carriage shops there. She walked for almost an hour and arrived at the nearest carriage shop in the west city, with blisters on both her feet.

Since she married into the Marquis's Mansion, she has walked less distance in the past twenty years than she has today.

When Lord Bai was alive, although he did not work hard and did not do any work, there was no shortage of money in the mansion. After Lord Bai squandered all his family fortune and committed suicide, he had a daughter, Qiao Lili, to support her. Her food, clothing and other expenses were not worse than when Lord Bai was alive, and were even better.

After paying three hundred coins, Bai limped onto the rented carriage. The benches in the carriage were just a few greasy wooden planks with suspicious stains. On the floor of the carriage there were mud pieces, melon seed shells, half a steamed bun skin, snack crumbs, and perhaps children's feces and urine left by the previous passengers. The whole carriage was filled with a disgusting smell.

Bai quickly drew aside the curtain and thought of the carriage that Qiao Lili had prepared for her, with soft seats and backrests, and the carriage covered with woolen mats, spotlessly clean. There was always tea and cakes on the small table, and sachets and golden bells hung on the four corners. The carriage always had a pleasant smell.

Thinking of this, she said to the driver in front of her: "This carriage is too dirty, why don't you clean it up?"

"You can sit or not. I'm not sick like a young lady, but I am sick like a young lady." The driver had a face full of flesh and a vicious look on his face. When he saw Bai's face, which was middle-aged but still charming, his eyes suddenly became obscene. He looked at Bai from top to bottom, as if she was not wearing any clothes.

In the past few years, Bai Shi has been nourished by Qiao Lili with ginseng, bird's nest and other nourishing products. Her body is smooth from the inside out, and she is also moisturized with high-end moisturizers. She doesn't worry about money and livelihood. She is beautiful and looks very young. Besides, she still has a few good clothes, which can scare people.

The driver saw that Bai was still a delicate and tender lady. He sighed and immediately put on a smiling face: "I will clean for you in a while, clean for you from inside to outside." There was lewdness and ill intention in his smile.

Bai thought that he was frightened by her style, and that this crude man had never seen a lady from a rich family before, so he must have been impressed by her demeanor, and that was why he was being respectful. She couldn't help but feel smug, and snorted, "You're smart."

The driver did not argue, "Madam, please lower the curtain. Be careful not to let the strong wind blind you." After saying this, the driver whipped the carriage and suddenly accelerated, causing Bai, who had not yet sat down, to stagger. She quickly lowered the curtain and grabbed the handrail on the wall of the carriage, which was also black and sticky.

Bai was reluctant to wipe her hands with her own towel, so she just wiped them on the wall of the carriage. Her stomach was churning, forcing her to close her eyes, calm down, put aside all distracting thoughts, and suppress the feeling of nausea.

After the car drove for an incense stick of time, Bai suddenly felt something was wrong. They should be walking in the downtown area. Just now there were all kinds of noises outside, but now it was so quiet outside.

She wanted to lift the edge of the car curtain a little to see where she was, but the outer door was closed, the curtain didn't move, and the car windows were covered with thick gauze, so light could pass through but she couldn't see outside.

She was a little panicked and shouted to stop the carriage, but the driver ignored her and drove the carriage faster, forcing her to hold on to the handrails tightly to prevent herself from falling. As for what was stuck on it, she didn't care at all.

After about a cup of tea's time, the carriage stopped, the door opened, and the driver, with a ferocious smile on his face, got into the carriage and rushed towards Bai.

"You, what are you doing? I'm going to call for help."

"I'll clean up for my wife."

"Ah, help! Someone help me!" Bai was terrified. She knew what she was about to face. "She screamed and struggled at the same time."

The coachman Bai was completely desperate.

"Someone come? Help? Yes, I am here to save you. If I don't come, you must be thinking about me to death. Shout, shout louder, I am willing to listen." The carriage was parked in a deserted mansion at this time. The people in this mansion had been wiped out, and no one had been willing to approach it for more than ten years.

The house covers a large area and is surrounded by trees. The driver is used to doing this kind of thing. This is a place he has chosen and he has never failed.

"What are you doing? Stop it!" Bai screamed in fear as she watched the driver getting closer and closer.

"What are you doing? I'm cleaning for you. Don't you want to clean? I'll use a big broom to clean for you." The driver's ugly appearance was exposed.

Bai's shouting suddenly stopped, leaving only the carriage shaking violently. The horse, which was tied to a tree and grazing, raised its head and looked around, then continued to graze.

An hour later, a carriage slowly drove out of the deserted house. In the carriage, Bai was lying naked on the dirty carriage board, staring at the roof.

Bai couldn't understand how it turned out like this.

His son should be appointed as a general and marry Qiao Lili, the legitimate daughter of Duke Dingguo. Qiao Lili should come with a large dowry and be a humble concubine. She should be dressed in fine clothes and fed with delicious food, with a host of servants around. While she eats bird's nest, Qiao Lili will massage her legs and fan her. When she eats, Qiao Lili will stand and serve her the food.

The legitimate daughters of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion should all be slaves by her side. If she wants to find a young prostitute, there are many handsome ones. How can she be raped by a vulgar coachman in such a disgusting carriage?

How did it become like this?

While driving the cart, the driver smelled the bellyband in his hand. It smelled really good and was made of silk.

This is because he doesn't understand. This is actually Shu brocade. Bai used the material given to her by Qiao Lili to make it. It is skin-friendly and silky. This bellyband is worth more than ten taels of silver.

The carriage entered Broom Lane, but no one knew which house it was going to. The driver lifted the curtain to ask, but Mrs. Bai was still lying there like a fish turned white.

"Are you planning on meeting people like this?"

"Isn't your son going to the infirmary?"

When Bai heard the word "son", her thoughts returned to normal. She put on her torn clothes in a hurry and showed the way to the coachman.

The driver took them to the clinic and then sent them home. Before they parted, the driver smiled and said to Bai: "Remember to come whenever you call."

He glanced at Bai's skirt and raised the bellyband in his hand, "Be obedient and think about your son. If you are ruined, what will happen to your son?"

"If you have any problem, ask the beggar on the roadside to deliver a message to me, or send a message to the butcher at the carriage shop. No one will dare to take your money."