Xi Shijing

There are four words for closing the door and beating the dog. One is about closing the door, and the other is about beating the dog.

The four servants made Yuanji dumplings, and they punched wherever the meat was good.The two persons in charge in the room were arguing in the dark, so it is impossible to count how long the fight lasted.

Yuan Ji had been beaten too much. At this moment, he knew that fists were hard to beat, and there was no way to escape, so he could only hug his head and curl up in a ball.He had to be careful when howling, there were too many thugs, and it was possible to knock out all the teeth: "Stop beating! Don't beating—"

Before he could finish shouting, he got a flying kick in the middle of his navel, and immediately went dumb.This mute, there is no chance to make a sound.Jan's dust blocked his mouthpiece, making him a muffled sandbag.

The walls of Xia Mansion are tall, so it is not difficult to cover up a few coughs of blood.

It is called closing the door and beating the dog.

Mrs. Xia was very measured. Apart from scolding, she knew that she must not have any sympathy for Yuan Ji at this moment, otherwise her reasoning would not stand.So she waited until her husband slammed the door, and then ran to the backyard alone.As soon as he stood still, he yelled secretly and covered his chest: "Are you crazy? Really killed?!"

A servant immediately comforted her: "He's not dead!"

When Mrs. Xia heard this, she came closer, and the toe of her high-heeled shoes with a water pattern satin surface gently touched Yuan Ji's shoulders. When she looked carefully, she almost fell down: Yuan Ji's face was red and swollen, with bruises and eyelids. Closed, it is not recognizable at all.

"Civil, you, you..." Mrs. Xia picked up a handkerchief and pointed in the air vigorously: "If you want to beat me, who wants you to beat me to death?"

"What's going on right now?" Mrs. Xia twisted the handkerchief into a thin rope after a lot of brainstorming.

Several servants looked at each other in blank dismay: "Throw it out! There is no one in his family, so it will save trouble."

Mrs. Xia's eyes dodged, and when she looked at Yuan Ji, she seemed to still miss his original handsome appearance: "Damn you! If you do evil, you will do two things, and you will have to fry it twice!" Mrs. Xia went He took a step back: "He said that he lived in Tongren Alley, so you send him back. Then go to the rickshaw dealer and say that he has provoked people, and the rest is none of our business."

After such careful arrangements, Mrs. Xia felt that she was doing her best, and her eyes became bright again: "Remember? Stupid thing!"

When Yuan Ji woke up, he didn't know what year it was.

At first, his eyes could only be opened a little, and he could distinguish the silence around him, it was night.He thought I didn't do anything, so why is it already night?He wanted to open his eyes wide to see, but the muscles involved in his face immediately felt dull pain, and he was ordered to close his eyes.

Yuan Ji's fingers trembled, but he still couldn't figure it out: Why did it hurt so much?What's wrong with me?

This is the first pain.After that, the overwhelming pain that woke him up one after another washed him awake on the bed: he was knocked out by someone.He wanted to roll in pain, but he couldn't roll: it should be due to a wound, so he couldn't help it.

In a trance, he has a funny and detached analysis.He still thought about it, where did the rickshaw go?If it is gone, how can I pay for it?

He was in a stalemate with his body, and finally he couldn't turn his head. He just took a breath in a daze, trying to relieve the pain in vain: "Ah... ah..." He couldn't do anything except sigh.

The voice was very small, but not long after, someone grabbed his ankle: "Brother Yuanji?"

Only then did Yuan Ji realize that there was someone at his feet.He was lying on his back, unable to move for the time being, only noticed that his bed was sunken, and the little sparrow seemed to be crawling to his knee, crying or not: "Brother Yuanji?"

Yuan Ji squeezed his fist and swallowed the pain that reached his mouth.He groped and raised his hand, wanting to touch the little sparrow's face.He thought that the little sparrow was really good, so he gave an ordinary reply, and he had to try his best to smile: "Hey, brother, brother made you worry..."

However, before he stretched out his hand, it was blocked by another hand.

This finger was cold and slender, sticking to his five fingers, interlocking with him.

"Yuanji?"