MTL - Jun Jiuling-Chapter 11 Sister and aunt

Miss Jun’s car curtains have not been put down all the way. The little girl was shocked by the sling for a night, and now she can’t help but listen to the rest.

It took a long time to leave Beiliu Town and walked onto Guanlu Road. As the distance to Yangcheng is getting closer and closer, there are more and more pedestrians on the official road. If you have not entered Yangcheng City, you can already feel the bustling and bustling.

Zezhou, Yangcheng.

Although she has not been here, she is not stranger to this northwest fortress. Not only here, she is no stranger to the north of the capital, but it is on the map and in the book.

The customs of the north are open, and there is nothing wrong with the girls like her picking up the curtains. Occasionally, the pedestrians on the road will cast their sights and stunned.

Miss Jun focused on the scenery in sight, avoiding thinking too much about the past.

What has happened in the past is that she is very clear, there is no need to spend energy on it, repeat it over and over again, except that it is no good to let myself sorrow and resentment almost insane.

She only needs to know who she is, what is the situation now, and what is going to be enough.

To know these three questions, she must keep herself awake.

Look now, look ahead.

When the carriage passed through the gates of Yangcheng's tall city, the scorpion Liuer woke up and looked at the car outside the mouth.

"I have to go back to that house again." She dismissed and said helplessly.

And this time is more different from the previous one. The previously disgusting home was only a temporary place for their master servants. The effect is like an inn. The Ningjia in Beiliu Town is their real home.

Because my heart thinks that all of this is temporary, after the past, it will be clouded, so I can tolerate living in this low-lying environment.

But now the marriage book is gone, the marriage contract is gone, the lady has nowhere to go, the future is not cloudless, only the endless darkness.

What can I do later?

Xiao Shantou’s arrogant face appeared to be a bit stunned until he entered the square’s door.

Miss Jun seriously looked at Fang's house.

The Fangjia's house is located in the center of Yangcheng. Although it can't be compared with the Ningjia of Beiliu Town, it is not only one of the best in the city. It is carved and painted, pavilions and pavilions, and the courtyard houses are scattered.

The carriage entered the inner court through the lane, and the car did not stop. Miss Jun heard the noisy footsteps outside.

It was the people at home who heard the news and thought it was very worried.

"... pulled back."

"….do you died?"

".. Is it really dead?"

As the footsteps have a sharp female voice, this voice is more of an excitement and expectation than a concern.

It seems that not all are worried.

Miss Jun’s mouth smashed and looked in the direction of the conversation from the window.

There are more than a dozen red, green and green women in the courtyard of the Huanhuayuan. There are young and young.

Miss Jun’s line of sight falls directly on a 13-year-old girl.

The girl is very beautiful, and she is particularly eye-catching and eye-catching among the people. She is as sharp as the old lady.

When Miss Jun looked at her, she also looked over and the two looked at each other.

Miss Fang Jiasan.

Miss Jun’s memory recognizes the youngest granddaughter of Mrs. Fang.

Seeing the girl behind the window, Miss Fang San looked at her, and immediately turned her face to disappointment and disdain.

"Nothing, I don't even dare to die." She snorted and turned away.

The hustle and bustle of the surrounding area disappeared, and the servant of the Shantou snorted and looked at the girl sitting in the car nervously.

In the spring of Taikang, Miss Jun was taken from Fu Ning and met with her cousin in Fangjia. For the cousin who lost her father, everyone was very pity and took out their favorite things as a meeting.

Miss Jun let the little girl pick up, and did not give back gifts, of course, this is not a normal relative, and her father was newly mourned, unintentional, and the family's cousins ​​did not feel rude.

But the next day, Miss Fang San saw that the handkerchief she sent out was held by Miss Jun’s girl, and used to wipe the mud on her shoes.

Miss Fang San went up to question, Miss Jun said that this low-lying thing for her **** is already very affordable.

At that time, Miss Fang San was playing with Miss Jun. After she finished playing Miss Jun, she was going to hang herself, forcing Mrs. Fang’s wife to reward the family’s law.

The two had a hatred on this. In just half a year, the friction occurred several times. If it wasn’t for Mrs. Fang’s wife, Miss Fang San, I don’t know what to do.

Knowing that Miss Jun was hanging, Miss Fang San not only did not worry, but also a very happy to see her dead attitude rushed out, subject to this insult, Miss Jun is afraid to immediately make another life to die.

The Shantou servants are all ready to stop the Miss Jun who is going to make trouble.

But Miss Jun did not move, did she hear Miss Fang San’s words?

"Fang Jinxiu!"

There was a sharp shout in the carriage, followed by a little girl jumping out.

"Fang Jinxiu, you are cold-hearted, and you will curse my family to die."

Liu Er’s imposing look left and right, as soon as he saw the person, he immediately rushed to the hands.

The **** in the car was heard, and Miss Jun sitting by the window could not have heard it.

The two servants who had to help the old lady to get off the bus changed their looks, and they refused to come over.

"Who is talking nonsense to Miss San?" They cried and said, "Come out and sell it!"

Said to reach out and stop Liu.

"Sitting for a half-day car, Miss Jun is also tired, and she will help the young lady to rest."

Their eloquent persuasion blocked the eyes of Liu Er and blocked the way she had to chase.

This is obviously to protect the lady of her own family and bully her lady.

These bully slaves.

Liu Er jumped to the feet, Miss Jun slammed the car and shouted at her, and then she threw it away.

Looking at Miss Jun, the servants looked more nervous, but Miss Jun just looked at the old lady who got off the bus. She didn’t cry or swear, and she didn’t want to crash into the carriage or the old lady.

Seeing the old lady, the servant's hoes are all saluting.

"Let's go." Mrs. Fang, who was standing at the side and standing quietly, said that she did not move to the second door, but walked to the other side.

There is the direction of my residence. Miss Jun knows it when she thinks a little. She also followed the steps, and there was a footstep in the second door.

"mother."

A gentle and anxious voice came from inside.

Miss Jun heard the sound and saw a 35-60 woman stepping forward, describing the gentle and graceful posture.

Miss Jun’s aunt, Mrs. Fang Da.

"Mother, you are back," she said, her eyes soon falling on Miss Jun, her face happy and with a bit of contempt. "Hey, you will be back soon."

This is a woman with different appearances, gentle on the surface, and vicious inside.

Miss Jun’s memory says.

Under the sun, the scorpions are not close, there is no good thing.

Miss Jun looked down on her slightly.

This action was so sudden that Mrs. Fang Da was shocked and forgot to say it when he got to his lips.

"I went to her and asked her something." Mrs. Fang said, "Go back first."

The elders asked the younger generations, not to go to the elders' house, but to the elders who want to go to the younger generations, because Miss Jun and Fangjia’s people are both bored, Miss Jun disdains to step into the house of the wife, and Fang’s old The wife does not like her to stand where she is.

This is a headache and helpless child.

Miss Jun licked her mouth and left a lot of trouble.

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I went out for three days and took the sixth prize of the Forbes original Billboard girl, "The Sand", which opened in April and ended in November. In eight months, you have one vote and one vote. I got the sixth place on the list. Thank you, thank you. Without you, there is no me today!

Now that the new year has begun, the new journey of the new book has begun. Please come and walk with me for another year. "Jun Jiuling" begins to update normally, no longer lazy, put on shelves in February, late January. Will increase the amount of updates.