Salt Xiao Fulang

In the Fulinmen tea house in Chunyang County, a travel-worn merchant stepped in.

The waiter waved a cloth towel and greeted him with a smile: "Guest officer, what do you want?"

"A bowl of tea, and three pancakes. If there is convenient meat, wrap it up and send some."

"Okay!" Chunyang County is not big, there are few people ordering meat in the teahouse, and the merchants who come and go are already big customers, Xiao Er immediately smiled.

The merchant was biting the pancake, and seeing that there was no one in the shop at lunch time, he spoke to Xiao Er.

"It's my first time here in Chunyang County, I didn't expect the streets to be quite lively?"

"Hey, guest officer, you're kidding! We're not a good place to be around here!"

"That's right, from Yuncheng to Shicheng, everyone goes to Nantian Town. And most of the people going to the capital will go around Jiangyin... You Chunyang County, you can go anywhere, and vice versa Said, there is no need to go here.” The merchant took a sip of tea and said with a smile, “But I see, after all, you are close to Yuncheng. Just one street away, there are many gambling shops and brothels. Look at the grades!"

"Hey," Xiaoer said helplessly, "The whole street was run by Qian Sangou, a famous tyrant in our town! In that generation alone, there were three gambling halls and five brothels. After going out, there are rich people from nearby Yuncheng and Shicheng coming here to sell gold..."

"So stylish!?"

"That's right, Qian Sangou is backed by our Chunyang county government. There are several layers of relatives inside and out. The boxes of the money donated every year can't bear it...Although they don't do good things, they often rob a few civilian girls , killed a few gamblers who didn’t pay much, but it’s not normal to have a backer, what can we ordinary people do? Besides, businesses in Chunyang County also rely on them a lot..." Xiao Er added A bowl of tea, seeing another person coming in, he laughed and came forward to say hello again.

The merchants stuffed their stomachs with a piece of cake, and stopped asking any further questions. They only heard loud and lively shouts from the corner of the street——

"I double!!"

"Press the order! 25 money!!"

***

"Stop!" Song Xu felt as if his heart was being clenched by a hand.His eyes were full of the bloody fingertips of the little husband.

He rushed up and kicked the person in the chest, the person was caught off guard and fell backwards, taking a piece of him down.

"Xiaochun, Xiaochun!"

Xiaochun was still screaming, he didn't realize that he had changed his arms at all, and was immersed in extreme fear, until his voice was completely silent, he gradually heard different sounds around him.

"...Song, Song Xu." His face was full of fear and numbness: "I beg you, I beg you, sell me to Renshi in the east of the county, don't go to Xuefengyuan, I don't want Go to Xuefengyuan... Renshi, yes, sell me to Renshi, in the future, if I get rewards for serving the master, I will give it all to you, to you, "

Song Xu held the man in his arms, raised his head, and viciously scanned the surrounding people.

The man in the lead had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and his messy hair stood up straight up in anger: "Okay, you untouchable, how dare you kick me!? What, you have taken the good deal, you have taken the deposit, and you want to go back on your word when things come to an end!? No way! Son!!"

The people behind them stood up one after another, they all looked like they hadn't suffered such a big loss for a long time, and they quietly surrounded Song Xu and the others.

"Our Xuefengyuan is also doing a serious skin business. If it weren't for your husband's figure, just looking at your face and age, you wouldn't give it to us for nothing! Have more mouths to eat, and treat us as living Bodhisattvas !?" Jianzui's eyes were about to protrude from their sockets, and he said sharply, "I don't know why you are crazy, but yesterday you promised to send your husband here, today we are all waiting and waiting, I didn’t see anyone until this afternoon, so I made a special trip here!”

It was indeed getting late, but it reflected the faces of this group of people even more ferociously.

"Brothers are giving you face by running this trip!" He raised his hand, dropped a purse, and then waved his hand: "Brothers, carry it away!"

"Big brother!"

Song Xu yelled suddenly, the volume was so loud that a piece of tile fell off the roof next door, and he made a particularly abrupt sound in the suddenly quiet scene.

"...Brother, look," Song Xu suddenly changed into a smiling face, as if forcibly holding back all the evil spirits in his body, leaving only the unstoppable trembling all over his body.

"It's all because the boy was sloppy, and he actually remembered the wrong date. That's it, three days later it will be the anniversary of the death of the boy's mother. Before the mother died, she specially explained to her husband. For so many years, my husband has nothing to do, and his stomach is not up to date. I want to sell him according to my mother's last wish, and then marry a beautiful woman..."

He looked up cautiously, then retracted his gaze as if being pricked by a needle, and said anxiously: "But I forgot the date! On the day of my mother's death, I will take this husband to the grave to kowtow to apologize, and then I can give Xue The wind tower sent to..."

"Fart!" Jianzui became impatient, and scolded angrily: "You said that a few days will pass, do you want to lose face in our Xuefeng Building!? Don't forget, our Xuefeng Building is owned by Qian Sange , Third brother Qian is a bit of a scumbag in the town, you are a mere lowly villager, dare to drag us around!?"

"Don't dare!" Song Xu was sweating profusely, with panic on his face: "Brother, of course I don't mean to postpone it, so I will give you [-]% of the money we negotiated before, how about...? I promise , three days later, I will personally send this little bitch to you!"

Xiaochun was shocked, and struggled violently again, but Song Xu pressed him into his arms with all his strength, Xiaochun couldn't make a sound again, and after a while, he was exhausted and stopped struggling.

Seeing that the person lost his strength, Song Xu managed to relax a little, but he didn't raise his head.

After a while, I heard the sharp mouth snort coldly.

"Forget it, the money matter is the matter, you have already opened your mouth, and we are not some unreasonable shopkeepers."

The thugs felt rather dissatisfied in their hearts, but because of what the leader said, they had no choice but to pick up the money bags and turn around one after another.

"Three days later, I'll wait for you until noon. If you don't see your husband in Xuefeng Tower, then you can wait to be sent to prison!"

When the people from Xuefeng Building left, Song Xu immediately put away the flinching look with his eyes rolling around.

He stood up calmly, hugged Xiaochun, and turned into the house amidst the shocked mutterings of the surrounding villagers.

After putting him on the bed, he thought about what was wrong, and reluctantly went out to greet the onlookers.

"I'm really sorry everyone, there is a misunderstanding about this matter. I won't sell Fulang, so I won't entertain today."

Song Xu bowed across the fence, which surprised the crowd watching.

There was a little lady who didn't know how deep she was, and laughed loudly: "I don't know which girl Xu wants to marry~~"

"How much can this be sold for?" A middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

Song Xu's family still has a little land, and there are no parents or elders to drag him down. If he doesn't owe any debts, he would be a good partner.

Now that he has been forgiven his debts, the salesman will receive another sum.If it was used as a betrothal gift, then it would be nice to marry him a daughter...

Many people thought about it and looked around.

"Ah... look at what I'm doing..." There was a woman who was particularly eye-catching, she turned her body and lowered her head and said, "Brother Xu is a handsome talent, why do you like me..."

"Yo—" everyone booed.

Song Xu's heart was cold, and he didn't want to listen anymore, so he turned and went back to the house, leaving a group of people looking at each other.

"Pfft—" The little lady who was the first to bring up the topic laughed out loud: "Li Baozhu, look, your brother Xu doesn't even talk to you!"

The last one was Li Baozhu, she said angrily: "It's none of your business, Brother Xu is very kind to me, you second-married broken shoes can only eat straw at home!"

"you!?"

"What are you, did I say something wrong!?"

……

After closing the door, the quarrel outside the courtyard seemed far away.

Song Xu rummaged through the cabinet in the bedroom with a sullen face.

It's not an exaggeration to describe this house as barren. He had searched through the main room during the day, but he hadn't looked carefully at the cabinet in the bedroom.

If you want wound medicine at home, it can only be in this cabinet.

He felt so uncomfortable that he was about to bleed, and he kept praying for the best medicine for this wound.

The villagers outside heard this episode today, presumably "Yuan Songxu"'s performance in the ancestral hall in the morning has been for nothing.

Because the person from Xuefeng Tower said that the salesman had been discussed a few days ago, so the affair between the salesman and Xiaochun in the morning was probably fabricated by him.

The villagers are not all fools, on the contrary, they are very sensitive to gossip and money interests.

"Original Song Xu"'s thoughts on Xiao Chun, the whole village will probably know after tonight.

Song Xu gave a wry smile, this mess couldn't be worse.

He found a porcelain bottle, opened it, and inside was a light brown ointment.

He took a little bit out and applied it on his hands, but he couldn't see why, so he could only hold the bottle, sit in front of Xiaochun's bed, and asked softly: "Xiaochun, look, this is for treating trauma. medicine?"

Xiaochun didn't speak, just sat there like a wooden man.

Holding the medicine bottle, Song Xu patiently repeated it twice.

Xiaochun seemed to have finally heard it, slowly raised her head, shook her lips, but didn't make a sound.

He pursed his lips again and stopped talking.

Three days later is certainly not a "death day".

Song Xu didn't know anything, and his behavior looked particularly suspicious.

Xiaochun may realize a little bit, but his heart that has been numb for a long time is no longer enough to support him to explore these details.

Song Xu looked at the lifeless little husband, so he had to fetch water to clean his wound.

The blood has not yet coagulated, and the fingertips are so dirty that the shape cannot be seen clearly.

While wiping him, Song Xu spoke softly to him.

"Xiaochun... how about this, in order to distinguish me from 'him', I'll call you Yingxia."

Xiaochun didn't know if he reacted to this address, or if the wound was wet with water, so he shivered slightly.

"Yingxia, believe me, everything is over. You will not be sold to a brothel, nor will you be sold to the market. You will not go anywhere. You are my daughter-in-law, Song Xu. I have a meal, You will definitely miss a bite."

Song Xu babbled over and over again on such a simple central idea, until he finally wrapped the two little paws of the person tightly.

"Okay, my little Yingxia, the pain doesn't hurt anymore, okay?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for a response, he kissed the man's fingertips, laid it flat, and covered him with a quilt.

"Go to sleep first, I'll make dinner."

Song Xu struggled to build a fire and boil water, worrying about the four eggs left on the stove.

Not only was he worried about eating and drinking, but he was worried about everything.

In the afternoon when he had a sudden enlightenment, he somehow grasped a trace of the law of heaven. While his soul was stable, it seemed that some kind of identification radar had suddenly been activated.

He finally knew that it wasn't that the society was open to the basic law, but that there was an extra gender in this world that was neither embarrassing nor embarrassing - Shuang'er.

Twins are neither male nor female, and they can be married or married.It sounds like it's open, but it's actually capitalized with an embarrassing status.

It seems to be some kind of innate rule, whether a person is a man, a woman or twins, others can feel it secretly.Cloaking gender with makeup alone doesn't work in this world.

Song Xu suddenly sorted out many seemingly strange logics.

For Xiaochun, there is more sympathy.

Now, even if the original owner has left him with too much trouble, he can only take one step at a time.

The most urgent task is to keep Xiaochun.

And... make dinner.

The water finally boiled, and Song Xu had already turned into a disastrous face.

He beat eggs in two bowls, put some salt and sugar, and stirred well.

Then a spoonful of boiling water was poured down, and the warm egg flower pulled out beautiful silk, showing a mouth-watering orange color.

I can count... let's make a meal!

Song Xu thought proudly.

He picked up the bowl and entered the room, but the little husband was still staring blankly at the beam with his eyes wide open.

Song Xu sighed secretly, helped him up, and said in a low voice: "My baby Yingxia, you should look at me too, I've told you so much, but you just ignored it, aren't you too careless?" Did I notice it?"

He was talking to himself most of the time, but he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the little husband would shed a tear.

Song Xu: "..."

No, no, what am I going to do with my mouth! ?

The egg drop soup was still very hot, and Xiaochun's hand was injured, so Song Xu picked up the bowl and brought it to Xiaochun's mouth, causing someone to sip carefully.

Then I saw his tears falling straight down like beads with a broken string, to use an inappropriate analogy, like an unstoppable fountain.

Song Xu hurriedly put down the bowl: "Is it hot!? Blame me, I should take it out and blow it first! Open your mouth and let me see!?"

Xiao Chun was unmoved, and Song Xu was even more anxious: "Where is it uncomfortable? Is it a pain in the hand? Then you tell me which is the wound medicine... It won't cause a fever, or I will go to the doctor..."

Speaking of this, Song Xu suddenly remembered, and said angrily: "Speaking of which, where did the doctor I asked those people to invite at noon go to? I'll go to him."

"Song Xu."

Xiaochun suddenly interrupted Song Xu's conversation.

His throat seemed to have been scraped by a knife, and he barely made a sound, basically speaking with breath, which made people feel distressed.

But at last he was willing to speak.

That pair of water-cut eyes looked into Song Xu's eyes with a certain sense of sadness.

"Why do you treat me so well? You are so vicious."