I'm afraid you'll be widowed

The early sun in Beijing has just risen.

The morning bell rang to lift the curfew in the city, shops opened one after another, and the gates of the city opened to the outside.

The huge Shuntian Mansion is slowly waking up in the bitter cold wind, and morning cooking is growing everywhere in the pale blue sky. The city is full of prosperity, and people who set up stalls and shop are all active on the streets.

But at the same time, Yu Huaxuan, who is a courteous man, is just the opposite.

The door of Yuhuaxuan was closed tightly, the surroundings were messy, and there was no sign of any business.

But it is not at all surprising that the crowds come and go, after all, most of the romantic places in Beijing are like this.

These golans are brightly lit at night, and when the benefactors leave one after another in the early morning, they rest and close the door of the restaurant, which is considered as the end of the day's business.

Rao is the thirteenth grandmother of Yuhuaxuan's bustard, who is good at dancing with long sleeves, and is exquisite in all aspects.Greeted and sent to one night, I was also tired at this time, so I went back to the house and went to sleep.

In Yuhuaxuan, there was no evening singing and dancing, and the yard seemed quiet, only two large teapots were left guarding the gate, and a few young maidservants were cleaning and washing.

Yun Xiang is one of these maids.

She finished scrubbing the hall early, and sneaked into the kitchen to grab a steamed bun while there was no one around.

Yun Xiang ran to the backyard step by step, and timidly knocked on the small door of the firewood room that was chained: "Yan... Sister Yanliu..."

"Grandma Thirteen and those two big teapots are not here, so you can just eat something..."

"Otherwise they will scold me again at night."

While talking, Yun Xiang broke the steamed buns into small pieces and stuffed them into the narrow crack of the door.

Although it's not over yet, it's really cold.

The steamed buns were frozen hard, making it hard to swallow.But the chickens, ducks and snacks in the kitchen have been ordered, even if Yun Xiang had the guts, she wouldn't dare to steal them.

"Just eat some, or you will die if you continue like this."

Unexpectedly, the scolding from the firewood room came again: "Bah, who is Yanliu?"

"What kind of customers are you picking up? You let them beat me to death here if they have the guts. It would be better if someone from the government came to die here."

Yun Xiang's eyes were sore, she lay down by the crack of the door and said, "Sister, please don't say such things."

"Our deeds are all in the hands of our mother. If we die, we will die in vain. How can we get out?"

Jiang Sanqiaoer, who was locked in the firewood room, was leaning against the corner of the wall. She didn't know whether it was because of the cold or hunger, or because she had to be beaten every afternoon. She had already lost the strength to stand up.

But she still refused to relax at all.

"Who is your sister? Don't try to persuade me for them, and tell your thirteenth grandma to be her great aunt's Spring and Autumn Dream."

The thirteenth grandma, the bustard, is the biggest boss of this Yuhuaxuan. She is over half a hundred years old and still has a charming charm.

He brought a few large teapots to greet guests at the gate of the town, and four or five young girls like Yunxiang, who could only do rough work and order girls around, and managed Yuhuaxuan to prosper.

There are so many girls in the restaurant who come and go from south to north every year.

Some were sold by their families, some were abducted by traffickers, and some were begged and wandered to the capital.

But as long as she enters Yuhuaxuan, the thirteenth grandma will not recognize her background.As long as you change your clothes and put on powder, and serve your benefactors, you will naturally be favored by Grandma Thirteen.

Over the years, Grandma Shisan has seen many women.

Regardless of whether they entered the Yuhua Pavilion without saying a word or went on a hunger strike, or those who were weeping and wanting to die, in the end, she had no choice but to submit and greet her benefactor with a smile on her face.As for those who dare to tell their sufferings to their benefactors cleverly, almost all the benefactors who come to have fun are afraid of causing trouble, and find an excuse to get away hastily.

These girls had to be imprisoned in this firewood room afterwards, and were beaten with bamboo sticks by some ruthless big teapots.

Beating people in the restaurant is very particular.

It can hurt people's muscles and bones, but there is no visible injury on the outside. No matter how noisy the girl is, she will be tamed to be as obedient as a kitten, and she is willing to earn a lot of money for the thirteenth grandmother.

When Yun Xiang heard this, tears fell down her cheeks: "Mom asked me to follow you, you are my sister."

"Don't die anymore, I have already lost a sister."

It has been five days since Jiang Sanqiaoer was sold to Yuhuaxuan. At the beginning, Mistress Shisan, the madam, took a fancy to her appearance, so she specially paid a high price.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Sanqiao'er is a hard-nosed stubble, she scolds people when she sees her, she doesn't take a second look when she sees beautiful clothes and fine food, and she refuses to accept guests even after being beaten to pieces by the big teapots.

She even tried to run out whenever she had the chance, even daring to jump from a two-story building.

Grandma Thirteen was worn out by her, so she was locked up in the firewood house in the winter, and she suffered without eating or drinking.

Jiang Sanqiaoer heard the little girl crying outside the door, and suddenly thought of her sister.

Her younger sister has been in poor health since she was a child, and she is a medicine jar who always loves to cry.

This year in Lidong, my younger sister's illness became more and more serious, and the doctor shook his head repeatedly after seeing it.

But before the younger sister died, the village head ran to the house to discuss making a wedding for the younger sister. As soon as the father heard about the money, he agreed without saying a word.

My father also said that the medicine jars cost money, and with these deposits, it is not a waste of money to support them for so many years.

Jiang Sanqiaoer slipped out of Heqiao Village that night with her younger sister on her back. She said, "Sichang'er, don't be afraid."

"My sister can wash, cook, and mend clothes. As long as we can go to the capital, we will be able to heal our illnesses."

Jiang Sichang'er asked at that time: "Sister, the great virtue said that my daughter is a lonely ghost, and that she will be bullied when she goes underground, and she will not be able to conceive. Is it true?"

"Hey, what a great virtue, he is a demon."

"We do all the work at home, but Jiang Da and Jiang Er eat snacks. They bully us when we are alive, and we have to exchange money for them when we die."

Jiang Sichang'er leaned on her shoulder and smiled: "Sister, is the capital big?"

"When we arrive in the capital, if we have a snack, we can eat half of it, okay?"

They ran a total of three times, but were caught back three times.

In the end, the village head and the villager came to the Jiang family to criticize them, saying that the Jiang family believed in impermanence and dishonesty, which would bring disaster, and Jiang's father immediately handed her over tremblingly as atonement.

In a blink of an eye, she let the old village head sell into this Goulan courtyard.

Only then did she finally realize that she still had no way out in the capital, and the crows were actually all black.

From then on, Jiang Sanqiaoer began to think that instead of living like this, it would be better to die.

The wind blew endlessly along the cracks in the woodshed door.

Jiang Sanqiaoer heard Yunxiang's sobs outside the door suddenly getting closer, so she lowered her head and rubbed her eyes.

Yun Xiang was thin and dry, fiddled with the chain on the front of the door twice, and came into the firewood room through the crack of the door.

She sat next to Jiang Sanqiaoer, stuffed steamed buns for Sanqiaoer, and gave her some water: "There are too many people lost in Yuhuaxuan, and I have never seen the government come here."

"Sister, we can't compete with Mom and those big teapots."

Jiang Sanqiaoer looked at Yunxiang's thin and frail body, and missed her sister more and more, her voice softened unconsciously: "Then let them beat me to death, anyway, I don't want to live anymore."

Yun Xiang secretly looked at Jiang Sanqiaoer: "Sister, where are you from?"

"You must not offend your mother. She is so powerful that she even knows ghosts. If she is not happy, she will give you to the ghosts and take you away."

"Ghost?" Jiang Sanqiaoer couldn't help being puzzled.

Yun Xiang nodded resolutely: "The last sister I followed was Hua Rong. She was originally a lady from our family, but she was abducted by a kidnapper."

"It took only a year to pick up the customers and I contracted the willow disease. This year's mid-autumn festival is full of flowers, and I can't pick up the customers in one day. My mother asked someone to see it twice, but it couldn't be cured. Then one night, sister Huarong suddenly disappeared."

"Some people say that my sister was picked up by a ghost. Before she was nailed into the coffin, she begged her mother to spare her life. It was my mother who asked the big teapot to break off her two fingers and stuff them into the coffin."

Yun Xiang wiped away her tears: "Sister, you should listen to your mother."

"Maybe someone will come to redeem him in the future, no matter what, it's better than losing his life."

Jiang Sanqiaoer didn't seem to listen to her, but just stared at the narrow door, and struggled to get up.

"You just got in from here?"

Yun Xiang was taken aback for a moment, and didn't even bother to wipe away the tears on her face, she just nodded instinctively.

Jiang Sanqiaoer grinned at her, showing an unattractive smile: "If you really want my life, go back to your room quickly, don't say you came to see me."

"You are a good girl, and there will be good rewards."

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Fang Cenxi put away the kit from Yuhuaxuan, and said, "Heqiao Village is probably not as simple as we thought."

"Let's go back and find the Jiang family's Sanqiaoer first, and make a long-term plan so as not to attract attention."

Pei Gong looked around Fang Cenxi with great interest: "What? Cen Xi also wants to follow others to go to the kiln?"

Fang Cenxi smiled brightly: "No wonder there are always reckless people in this world, and dare not think of a good thing all day long."

The corner of Pei Gong's mouth twitched slightly: "Fang Cenxi, don't think I can't hear it, who are you mocking?"

Fang Cenxi looked around deliberately: "Is there anyone else here?"

Pei Gong: "You..."

"I don't have the same knowledge as you, so don't go to Yuhuaxuan if you have the ability."

Seeing Pei Gong deflated, Fang Cenxi chuckled for no reason.

He sighed softly: "We have to go, but I'm afraid we can't go in through the main entrance."

"Then Jiang Sanqiaoer is stubborn, so it must not be so easy to do what the madam wants."

"If we rush to ask for someone from the madam, we probably won't be able to find it, and it will attract Yuhuaxuan's attention. If Yuhuaxuan is in the same group as the people in those villages, we will scare the snake away."

Fang Cenxi quietly looked at Pei Gong with his eyes, and raised the corners of his lips towards him.

Pei Gongwu nodded to himself, and then Fang Cenxi got goosebumps all over his body: "What are you doing? You don't want me to go again, do you? Can I go back to Beizhen and change someone for you?"

"Time is running out, Third Master."

"It's important to find someone."

Pei Gong felt a little toothache: "Is this plausible? Let me tell you, our Pei family is very strict."

"If my father finds out..."

"After all, Fang is not good at physical strength, not to mention staying up all night." Fang Cenxi whispered softly, and the smile on his face grew stronger, "Third Master, those who are capable will work harder."

"Don't worry, I will keep this matter secret for you."

Pei Gong frowned, with 1 rejections in his heart, but there was no grandiose reason.

He had no choice but to nitpick and talk about him: "Why are you called the third master?"

Hearing this, Fang Cenxi changed his words neatly: "Frugal, obedient, go quickly."

The author has something to say:

Master Xiaofang uses skills (Chunhong is very nice)

Pei Gou: Disgusting

Master Xiaofang uses skills (frugality, obedience)

Pei Gou: Alright~