Traveling to the ancient harem

The crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed, and the little beggar sitting on the ground still didn't raise his head. Huang Ye squatted in front of him patiently: "What's your name? If you have nowhere to go, come home with me, okay?" "Go home." The little beggar murmured these two words, and it turned out to be a little girl. This little girl was also tough. She didn't cry when she was beaten just now. When she heard the word "go home", she raised her head. A pair of eyes that seemed particularly large due to long-term hunger were suddenly filled with tears: "I have no home anymore." She wiped her tears with her arm: "My parents are dead, and I am the only one left."

Huang Ye sighed, stretched out his hand and held her bony little hand. The little girl stood up and cried even harder. Huang Ye had to take out his handkerchief to wipe her tears. "He hit you just now, why didn't you run away?" The little girl lowered her head and murmured, "I stole something, I deserved to be beaten." She wiped her tears again and whispered, "I'm so hungry." Huang Ye understood that this was a child with principles. "I just told you that if you have nowhere to go, you can go home with me. I still need a girl in my yard. Are you willing?"

"Miss, I do." The little girl suddenly knelt down and kowtowed several times. "Get up quickly, I don't want you to kowtow to me, as long as you work hard in the future." Huang Ye hurriedly pulled her up. Although she had been here for six years, she was still not used to the rules of this dynasty. She had to kneel at every turn. There was nothing she could do. This was the way the world was, with clear class divisions.

"What's your name? How old are you?" Huang Ye asked her.

"My last name is Hong, and my given name is Dou'er. I am six years old this year." The little girl seemed to have calmed down and regained some of her spirit (it turns out she is the same age as Huang Ye). Perhaps because of malnutrition, she looked shorter than Huang Ye.

"Young lady's maid, you must call yourself a slave. Don't want me anymore." Hongyu taught the little girl a lesson. Huang Ye didn't stop her. This was the way it was in this dynasty. Not teaching her the rules was harming her.

"Since your last name is Hong and your given name is Dou'er, you should be called Hongdou from now on and serve in the house with Hongyu." Huang Ye was secretly delighted. She remembered reading a novel in modern times, in which there was a maid named Hongdou who was very good at talking. She didn't expect that she would have such a coincidence, so she was very happy.

Several people walked back slowly, and learned about Hongdou's experience on the way. Her father was a boxer, and he had been escorting with the escort agency for many years. The family had some savings. Last year, her father was seriously injured by bandits while escorting, and died a few days after returning home. Her mother fell ill all of a sudden because of grief. The clan members of the clan ate up the whole family and bullied them, an orphan and a widow. Her mother had no choice but to sell the property at a low price and take her back to her mother's home. Unexpectedly, her parents were old and didn't care about anything. Several uncles and aunts were bloodsuckers. Her mother took out money and gave it to them, with the purpose of seeking their protection. Who knew that they would turn their faces and disown people after getting the money, regardless of her mother's illness, and let them do heavy work every day and eat what they left. Her mother regretted it very much, but there was nothing she could do. She died in two months with anger and illness. Hongdou was left alone, and her situation can be imagined. She was beaten and scolded by her cousins ​​every day. The more she resisted, the harder she was beaten. She lived worse than a dog. Unable to bear it any longer, he ran away and wandered around, hanging out with some beggars.

I heard from other beggars that people in Beijing are rich and it is easier to beg for food, so I wandered to Beijing. When I arrived in Beijing, I realized that it was not easy to be a beggar in Beijing. I was hungry for several days. Now, I was so hungry that I had to steal buns to eat. If I hadn't encountered the yellow leaves today, I don't know what would happen to me in the future. I might even die of starvation or illness.

"Hongdou, do you want revenge?" Huang Ye was very angry. How could there be such vicious and sinister things in this world? This refreshed her three views. Even TV dramas don't play it like this.

"I do. I dream about it." The little Hongdou's eyes were full of hatred: "When I think about how they just rolled up my mother in a tattered mat and buried her in a random pit after she passed away, I want to die with them. Hongdou wiped the tears that she couldn't hold back and gritted her teeth: "I want them to die."

"That day will come." Huang Ye narrowed his eyes. He had seized the property of an orphan and a widow, but then killed them all. There was no such easy thing in the world.