Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

The cuffs of the Hu clothing were tied tightly to facilitate work. Wangshu collected the money and gave the change, passing copper coins and small change through his hands. Two maids, one chopping the roast pig, and the other helping someone cut the pig's offal. Seeing that the bride was about to touch the cold water, Qin Xiuyuan, who was accompanying the guests, hurriedly apologized to Qin Wu and came over, "Wangshu, let me take it." He whispered to her, "How much is it?"

"One penny a piece." After delivering them to the martial arts school, there were only a few pieces left. The nanny had originally said that those who wanted them would ask for them, and if the adults came to the door, they would give them. A military household came to ask for some. He didn't wait any longer, and now he said he wanted to buy them, so he sold them.

"Then give them all to me." One cent and one dollar, which was better than the butcher's shop. The woman pushed her son away and went back to get the bowl. Qin Xiuyuan rolled up his sleeves, reached into the bucket and took out six dollars, turned around and said, "Wangshu, six cents." He washed his hands and continued to sit with her and have a drink.

"Qin Xiuyuan, your family's ability is probably better than you at making money." Qin Wuchao counted the money and gave the change. His pair of white and tender hands were busy looking at Wangshu and raising his chin.

Of course. "That's true," Qin Xiuyuan admitted frankly, saying modestly, "I'm afraid I can't live on meat every day relying on Xiuyuan."

After all, he was removed from office for several months last year.

Qin Wu: “Haha!” Third brother, you did a great job!

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Qin Wu picked up a bunch of fried pork ribs and left. Just as he left, Ji Shou and Tang Bo, who had rushed back to help, arrived right after him. Wangshu quickly freed himself and continued to discuss some details with the owner of Shiwanjia, who was being entertained by Ji's father and mother.

In the evening, the excited man was still thinking about launching a second round of battle as usual. Wangshu, whose hair was soaked and his mind was wandering in the sky, suddenly came back to his senses. He hugged his rebellious hand tightly and begged for mercy pitifully, "I'm so tired!"

Qin Xiuyuan was left feeling pitiful: "...Shushu...what you thought..." He was talking nonsense while people were rubbing and rubbing him, sniffing here and licking there...

"Hmm..." Wangshu couldn't cover his mouth, unable to stop himself from losing control, "...Don't come... Wuwu...I'm just tired..."

He was now more and more adept at sex, becoming one of those vain gentlemen who sought length, knowing that they could only have one or two times a night, so he would find ways to benefit himself, turning her over and over, but he just couldn't...

“…This time I…”

No, Wangshu turned his head to avoid his words and pushed him, "...my knee hurts..."

The three-layer mattress now has small round holes on it from time to time. It's all thanks to him. Her knees are hurting.

The man came up with a new idea.

"You have to be gentle."

"Uh-huh!"

A quarter of an hour later, a cry of "...Ah!" was heard from the main room.

The next morning, someone who was sent to sleep in the study in the middle of the night came back quietly to see the person who occupied the master bedroom. He saw the person sleeping soundly with his lips pursed. He lifted the quilt to take a look, had breakfast, and went to work in a dejected manner.

At this point, Wangshu had no communication or understanding with the two men in her family.

There was no wall, and outsiders were coming in and out of the yard to buy meat. There were too many idle people waiting and staring around. Wangshu endured it for a few days. After he sold the second roast pig, he asked people to come over and start knocking down the wall. He opened a large window on the wall of the east wing facing the alley, and built a half-person-high brick platform, which was filled with various meats, drinks and milk tea for sale.

Two maids were selling goods here. Buyers would select through the window, pay, and take the goods away. If there were many people, they would wait and come one by one.

Killing a pig at home was smelly and noisy, but Wangshu endured it twice and spent more money to have someone take the pig to a butcher shop to kill it, clean it, and bring it back.

The coachman Qin Xiuyuan had hired before worked as a security guard for the Qin family. A few days ago, Wangshu was angry and refused to pay any attention to Qin Xiuyuan. He arranged for a security guard and talked about the old man, but she refused to listen.

After this busy period, I saw the old man guarding the gate, helping to carry the roast pig, burn firewood, and do all the dirty and hard work, working hard without complaint. After asking the nanny, I learned that the old man had no name, had been a slave since childhood, and no one taught him to speak. He could not speak clearly, was honest, and dared not speak.

"My uncle said that in the past, he did whatever he was told to do, made a fool of himself and laughed at. He didn't even ask if he was given food. He had great strength but was always hungry. He originally wanted to hire a groom, but took pity on him and chose him. My uncle had someone teach him how to drive a carriage!"

The nanny looked at the guard stacking firewood in the yard and shook her head. He was a miserable man. "Young lady, don't call him old man. He is probably only about thirty years old."

Shocking! His knuckles were thick and deformed, his skin was cracked, his nails were black, and there were even a few long, raised scars on the back of his hands. He was hunched over, busy stacking firewood. Wangshu stood on the porch and watched him for a while, and the man's legs actually began to tremble.

"Qin Hu. That's your name. From now on, try your best to hold your head high and keep yourself clean. Do you hear me?"

Nanny Li was passing by with a bucket of freshly boiled pig's blood. Seeing the old man still with his head down and no reaction even after hearing Madam's words, she became anxious. She put down the bucket, walked over, slapped him on the shoulder, and sternly warned him, "This is Madam! Do whatever she tells you to do! Hold your head high and stand up straight!"

The old man, his legs trembling, tried hard to raise his head. The hideous burn scar on his right cheek caught Wangshu's eye. She held onto the veranda, and seeing the man was frightened and lowered his head again, she quickly scolded him: "When I said keep your head up and your back straight, I meant keep your head up and your back straight. And tidy up your hair and beard! Chunyang!"

She called out to the main room, and Chun Yang, who was cleaning, ran out with a rag in her hand, "Hey, Madam."

"Take Qin Hu to buy him two sets of clothes and two pairs of shoes, trim his hair and beard, and teach him to hold his head high and chest out. That's all for today."

Chun Yang was bold and aggressive, so Wangshu felt at ease. He gave her the silver and said, "The rest is yours. Don't let anyone bully you." He glanced at her.

Chun Yang was very happy. "Don't worry, Madam! We are working in the General Guard's house. Madam, you are capable. I, Chun Yang, will take care of those who are blind!"

He turned around, picked up two steamed buns, and with a wave of his hand, stuffed one into the stunned, petrified guard's hand. "Guard Qin! Follow me!"

An hour later, Chun Yang came out of the garment shop with Qin Hu, who was wrapped in a bundle, and went into the barber shop. He had his hair cut and shaved, and finally went to the bathhouse to ask a big man to give him a massage, and then put on new clothes and socks.

Another hour later, Chun Yang brought Qin Hulin, who was about to lower his head after curiously staring at the child, into the house. "If you dare to lower your head again, the Madam will probably tolerate it once, but she will definitely be angry the second time. In this family, all generals listen to the Madam. If she calls you, you should answer immediately and do it! Do you hear me?"

Qin Hu raised his head hastily, revealing the scar on half of his face, and his neck was bent forward due to long-term hunchback.

He was wearing new linen clothes and new cloth shoes. His hair was neatly tied in a bun on top of his head. His beard was clean shaved. The exposed skin was slightly red and free of mud. His nails were trimmed short and neat, and you could see that the black seams between his nails had been brushed as best as possible.

After letting him take a turn, Wangshu gave Chunyang a thumbs up.

"Qin Hu."

The man, who had only had this name for two or three hours, hunched his back tightly, pressed his feet together, and looked at Wangshu fearfully, mumbling for a long time: "Husband..."

Wangshu was afraid to stare at him again, as she would scare him to death. "Well, here are three requirements: be diligent and hardworking, hold your head high, and learn to speak. If you do all of this, I'll give you two taels of silver. If you don't, you won't get any."