MTL - Addicted to Boundlessly Pampering You-Chapter 33

Luojiacun is a small village located on the border between Qigui and Chiyu. Although it is remote, it is not rare. There are more than one hundred households, large and small, and people who come and go between the two countries often go there. There is some trade in the border. Therefore, most people are still considered to be honest.

Unlike the general snow and cold weather, Luojia Village has obvious seasons all year round. It’s only when it’s winter, it’s especially cold. At this time, it is the winter solstice, when the early spring is coming. The air is no longer so cold, and everything in the heavens and the earth seems to have begun to recover.

The sky was just bright, and the sound of smoking was already ringing. Here is the widow of the village of Luo, the widow of the widow of the middle-aged husband, the family is a bit of a good, alone raised a daughter, named Luo Xiaocui. This widow is famous in the village, her daughter is not so good, the length of the person, the days of pampering all the year round, but she is raising ‘healthy’. The people in the village did not like to associate with the widows and widows. It is because the mother and daughter are too difficult.

The stone brick house of the red wall, the courtyard surrounding the fence, the corner is full of wood. A tall man, dressed in a burlap blue, holding an axe in his hand, facing a wooden stake, cutting down the heavy wood. There is also a fence in the main courtyard, but there are some livestock, chickens, ducks and geese, divided into three compartments, a small figure, it seems to be a woman. Wearing a washed, whitish old cotton coat, long hair is not combed, messy scattered on the shoulders, head down, feeding the animals called. Outside the door, I walked through a middle-aged man who fetched water. Looking at this scene, I pity: "Hey, pick up, so early?"

The man who chopped wood turned around, revealing a handsome and fascinating face, but his dress and thick expression on his face completely destroyed his handsome face. Wiping the sweat between the foreheads, the man smiled and said: "Yeah, Sanshu, you are too early!" And the woman next to him feeding the livestock did not speak, just turned around and gave a slight touch. head.

"Why are you still chopping wood? Yesterday I saw you watching it for an afternoon. And, now, where to cook with firewood, they all use honeycomb coal!" Shaking his head, San Shudao.

"Aunt said that the family is not rich, there is no money to buy honeycomb coal, so the children have to work hard, go to the mountains to cut wood and come back to burn."

This Luo widow, is her family still not rich? What's more, a honeycomb coal, a few copper plates? The poor child was bullied by the evil woman to this situation. Seems to think of something, San Shu said again: "Hey, pick up, did you eat last night?"

I touched the howling belly, and my nephew shook my head. "Not yet, my aunt said that she didn't finish the firewood and didn't have the right to eat white food. She picked up her clothes yesterday, Miss Cui said she put her favorite. When the clothes are washed out, they can’t eat for a day.” When I talked about it, the handsome face crossed the anger: “She knows that she can’t see it, she deliberately!”

There was a pity in the eyes, and I glanced at the closed door. The uncle waved at the nephew: "Come here, come to Sanshu."

Suspiciously close, San Shu pulled out a paper bag from his arms, which was actually four hot pancakes! Stuffed into the hands of the nephew, the three uncle whispered: "Go and pick up the hot food."

"Thank you, Uncle San, you are really a good person!" Thankfully, thank you, turned and ran to the woman who had been silent, wrapped the steaming pancakes carefully, put it on her hand, softly: "Get out of the way, eat it."

The woman still didn't say anything, just put the pancake on her lips and took a bite. Upon seeing it, the handsome face of the nephew showed a smile, and also took out one, gulping up.

The three uncles shook their heads sighingly, and they really suffered these two children. Why was it so unlucky, that the widow was rescued, and she became a slave to her family, so she was oppressed. However, if you can't get used to it, Luo Widow has long said that these two children have quietly signed a sale contract before they wake up. They folks, in addition to occasionally helping these two children, what else can they do!

"Pick up, is it delicious?"

The woman with her head down slowly lowered her head. The tall, handsome man took one of the remaining two pancakes and put it in the woman's hand. The other one, the man glanced at it, or wrapped it in paper and put it in his arms. No one knows when the next time they will be hungry, or when they will stay, let’s eat it.

"Hey, you made another mistake. Come, the middle is the goose, the chicken on the left, the duck on the right. That's right, that's it. The children go to cook first, pick them up slowly."

The tall man, while scouring the rice, burns the fire. When I was free, I didn’t forget to look at the silent woman. Aunt is too mean and often threatens to throw away his daughter. Therefore, he worked hard to do things, no matter what, he could not let the children go out.

Feeling the side of concern, the woman with her head silent, her hand trembled slightly, although she still did not say a word, but a drop of crystal tears fell.

The living room has already been set for breakfast. Clear porridge, this is the usual breakfast of Luojia Village, two porcelain bowls, two pairs of chopsticks. The nephew and the pick up, stood aside, waiting for the aunt to finish their meal, so that they could clean up the table.

Sitting on the main table of the living room, sitting on two huge bodies. In the middle, there is a forty-something woman, a fat body, a red and green coat on top of her round body, looks very funny. There are two large faces of adult men. On the pale skin, they are a pair of thick black eyebrows. The small one can only see the eyes of the eyes, under the big red nose, with a big mouth. Whenever she swears, she is fierce like a goblin from hell. And the woman sitting next to her is a little smaller than her, except that the obese body is slightly smaller, and it is not a replica of the woman. The face is also more horrible, the cheeks and lips are three red, like the paper doll sold by Zhuang Shu.

The above impressions and descriptions come from the mouth of the nephew. Naturally, that is the existence that he can only listen to in his heart. Zhuang Shu is the owner of the village to do funeral business. In fact, the widow's mother and daughter are really not long, and the messy makeup on their faces makes the deaf feel like a ghost.

A moment of silence, looking at the pair of big mothers and daughters, the nephew couldn't help but swallow, so hungry, but, as it seems, the aunt does not intend to leave some leftovers for them. The longing eyes, looking at the food that is almost gone, the child touched the stomach. And picking up the side, standing head down, seems to have become a puppet.

"Mother," put down the tableware, Luo Xiaocui's small eyes swept away in the children and the children, but the rough scorpion, but prefer to pinch the words of the delicate drops: "The next meal, do not allow the children to wait." When the daughter looks at her ugly look, she can't eat!"

Standing on one side, I couldn't help but feel a little trembling when I heard this, but I just lowered my head and didn't open my mouth. However, it annoyed the stupid nephew. It doesn't matter how they abuse him and swear at him, but he is not allowed to say bad things!

"Miss Cui, it’s not ugly to look like a child. I don’t want you to say her like this!"

The handsome face was brought with a hint of anger, and there was some imposing manner. Luo Xiaocui screamed and threw himself into the arms of Luo’s widow. The piercing duckling scorpion sounded immediately: "Mother, he is fierce!"

"Hey baby, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Soothing the daughter in her arms, Luo Widow turned her head and said to her nephew: "You little fool, dare to rebel against the master? Is it not ugly to pick up the dead girl? You look at her face, not only ugly, but also a useless scorpion! According to me, you should not take two of you to eat white food, you can't do anything, and now dare to scare the master!"

Sharp and harsh words, let the baby stiffen up, slender hands, but seized the nephew's sleeves. The head is also lower and goes down.

"Aunt, how can you talk like this?" An angry look at Luo Widow, who is like an angry lion, but in the eyes of Luo Widow, it is not worth mentioning. This fool, when he got to him, dressed in a normal, coma at the bottom of the mountain, seeing him still sturdy, thinking that he could be a long-term worker, he took it back. Who knows that it will be a stupid nerd, this is good, the fool is a lie, plus he has the strength to think that he is also earning. He was given a name for him, and his family was tired and tired, and he gave him a brain. How do you think that only a few days have passed, this fool does not know where to smash an ugly head back, the gimmick is wearing luxurious, the fabric is also a good satin, but the whole body is a wound, especially a face, horizontal and vertical Full of streaks, I thought I was scratched by the thorns on the edge of the cliff. Thinking of the clothes that were in the top of the head was extravagant, they secretly took off and got the town to buy it. But the babies are going to die, and the clothes did sell a lot of money. She also kindly invited the old doctors in the village to serve, and the soup was served on the bed. It took a month to wake up in bed. I don’t know what to say about this ugly head. I woke up and said nothing. She wants her widow to raise a idler, so she won’t do anything that she suffers. Besides, she asked the doctor to save her, and she was worthy of her. I thought that the monks would not secretly throw away her, but they were rescued back by the fool three times and five times. In desperation, they had to adopt her, the fool of her nephew, and gave her a name.

"Is there something wrong? Actually dare to rebel against the master, and punish you for not having a meal today!" I left a sentence in disgust, and the widow of Luo pulled up her daughter and walked away.

"Pick up, don't listen to the aunt, don't be ugly!" He took the face of the petite woman in front of him, revealing a face that was as if the widow said, all over the scar. The ceramic-like skin is covered with red-purple sputum wounds. The big eyes are closed, and the long curling eyelashes tremble gently. It seems that it does not give people an ugly feeling, but it is so pitiful and distressing.

The expressionless woman suddenly showed a smile, but it was fragile and seemed to be broken.

The nephew looked at her, but she felt uncomfortable. Suddenly, she held the woman in front of her arms, her wide hands patted her shoulders, and clumsily said: "Hey, my aunt and Miss Cui are ugly! The children are very beautiful, than on that day. The moon is still beautiful!"

Does anyone compare the beauty of man to the moon? The woman who was buried in the man’s arms slammed the corner of her mouth. Her world is already dark. So, what is important for her appearance? No matter what she is, or what else, her now, what she can rely on, seems to be only the stupid man in front of him. Even if he can't see his face, even if he can only hear his voice, it is the only person she can trust now.

Is she very sad at the moment? The martial arts lost, the face was destroyed, and even the eyes could not see things. However, why is she now even sad? Calm, apart from calm and indifference, there is no longer any other thoughts. Can't tell, don't care, or have given up.

"Don't worry, don't worry that you will be hungry." He smiled awkwardly, and his expression was not consistent with his handsome face, but it was so sincere. Even if she can't see, she knows the sincerity on his face.

Gorgeous palace, majestic and solemn hall hall, huge dragon chair, lazy sitting with two yellow robes and a man with the same beauty. His Royal Highness, full of officials of all sizes, dressed in robes. However, at the moment on the main hall, there is a faint and uneasy atmosphere flowing. Although the majority of the officials have been promoted from the hands of Xue Yunge since the establishment of the prayers, there are still many former veterans who cannot be wiped out. And these people who dare to resist the huge forces of the family, they can't eradicate or control them for a while. Among them, the representative is Hu Jie Hu Tai, who is in charge of the three provinces of Kyoto. This person has been used for many years in the officialdom. It can be described as an old tycoon. On the day of the memorial service, he is very intelligent and neutral. He also knows the time to cooperate with Xueyunge and Xueyu. However, today, he seems to be too small to take care of the two newly appointed emperors, and even, there is a tendency to become the second left.

"Your Majesty, the old minister thinks that it is impossible to attack the late jade! I pray for the first time to establish a country, the foundation is not stable, how can I be enemies with Chi Yu! I hope to think twice!" Under the instructions of Hu Taishi, the family department finally finished Stepping forward, facing the upper-level emperor, there is a slight shudder. Even if the order of the Taishi can't be disobeyed, the two enchanting emperors, seemingly inadvertent eyes, are so shocking to him. This book is from the start, please do not reprint!