Can a general do whatever he wants?

Grandma called and said.Chen Ming also endured the pain.

But the pain of the whipping was just a pain on the flesh.Chen Ming's heart was still full of warmth - the source of that warmth was the yellow flower that accidentally fell in the corner.

The gift Chen Ming received can only be counted on his hands. A small yellow flower is the greatest kindness brought to him by others, and he readily accepts and cherishes it.

Enduring the tearing pain left by the beating on his back, he stretched out his arms and carefully pinched the yellow flower.The yellow flower was sluggish because it was stained with dust, Chen Ming gently shook off the dust on the petals, pinned it to his ear, and the yellow flower became more delicate and radiant against his face.

Patting the dust on the clothes, Chen Ming stood up while holding the door frame, his back was still throbbing, and his feet were numb after squatting for a long time.Moving to his own bed step by step, Chen Ming leaned against the bed weakly and panted.

The sun shines on the meal on the round stool through the open window. The meal has passed its hottest time, and its floating heat cannot be seen in the air.

In Chen Ming's heart, he actually resented "Grandma" for beating him with a feather duster.

He was just strolling around the yard with someone else, and the old woman beat and scolded her so violently.Chen Ming didn't think that the control of the Yan family was so strict that he couldn't even step out of the door.

I just feel that that woman is just looking for trouble for nothing.

As if angry, Chen Ming turned his head away, squinted his eyes, and let the food continue to be cold.

It was evening when he woke up again, the cool wind blew through the small window, Chen Ming woke up unconsciously with a shiver.

"you're awake?"

In a daze, Chen Ming saw a magnified old face in front of his eyes, and he leaned back in fright, but the wooden plank of the bed behind him hit it, and Chen Ming hissed and hurt, and his back suffered again.

"Ah, you're so excited when you're hurt."

Dai Huaniang seemed to complain that Chen Ming was not careful about her body and gave him a blaming glance.

Chen Ming bit his lip and bowed his head, silent.

"Hey, you girl can't speak, it's so pitiful that you can't scream after being beaten." Dai Huaniang took out a small jar of herbal ointment from her bosom - the ointment jar was made of wood, The closure is simply tied with cloth.

Through the light smell emitted by the yellow cloth, Chen Ming, who is familiar with herbal medicine, knew that it was neem leaf mud for trauma.Neem leaves are not difficult to find, but difficult to store.It can be known that Dai Huaniang specially prepared this medicine for herself.Chen Ming's heart was hot again, Dai Huaniang's appearance softened a lot in his eyes.

"Shall we paint it for you?"

Dai Huaniang untied the hemp rope, and fished out a piece of herbal medicine with crushed mud with her fingers, "Come on, take off your clothes."

Now Chen Ming was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.He could only blushed, shook his hands, and expressed his reluctance.

"Hey~ I know girls your age tend to be shy. I'm just an old woman, what are you afraid of!"

While talking, Dai Huaniang started to pull the buttons on Chen Ming's chest with her left hand, "The quality of your clothes is quite good, but the buttons are really hard to untie."

Chen Ming took Huaniang Dai's hand with his hand, trying to refuse, but he couldn't resist the woman's insistence, and three buttons on his clothes were pulled off abruptly.

Only then did Huaniang Dai realize that the little girl in front of her was not wearing a bellyband.

"You girl, why don't you wear a bellyband?"

Chen Ming clutched his half-unbuttoned clothes, his face flushed.

What bellyband does his boy wear!What a shame!

This is Chen Ming's last insistence as a man.

Dai Huaniang shook her head helplessly, "Even if the breasts are not obvious anymore, it's better for girls to wear bellybands. If you are ashamed, just turn around and let us wipe your back."

Chen Ming nodded.

According to the request, Chen Ming obediently accepted Dai Huaniang's kindness while lying on the bed.

Chen Ming's injury was actually not serious, and he reckoned it would heal the next day, but the skin was broken in a few places.Dai Huaniang wiped his wound carefully and told the story.

"Baby, look at your arms and shoulders are really thin, especially this thin back looks like a boy."

Hearing the word boy, Chen Ming panicked when he closed his eyes and opened them in shock.

"Girls should treat themselves better... Hey, don't be like when we were young..."

But it was only a moment before Huaniang Dai brought the topic to herself.

Chen Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

"When we were young, we were also a flower in the Yan family, and our appearance among the servants was outstanding. But we didn't treat ourselves well at that time. Let me tell you, the dead master of the Yan family used to have a business relationship with that red-haired man from outside. , but red-haired ghosts were not popular at that time, so the transactions were carried out directly at home. You Huang Niang, I was deceived by that red-haired devil without paying attention..."

Chen Ming only listened halfway, when Dai Huaniang suddenly stopped talking, and he turned his head to cast a curious look.

Dai Huaniang was full of anger, but her tone was a bit bitter, "The devil chased my old lady with a pot of broken yellow flowers, but he ran away after messing with my old lady. I guess he ran back to his hometown to have a crime with his stinky old lady."

Chen Ming didn't quite understand what "getting" in Dai Huaniang's mouth was. Anyway, according to what she said, the man should have cheated Dai Huaniang's feelings and then turned his back on her and returned to China.

It's just strange, since Dai Huaniang is so resentful why she still wears cornflowers.

Cornflowers are not native flowers, they are something that came from outside.

Thinking about it this way, Dai Huaniang is also a pitiful character.