official in the wild

Shen Yin made a fuss until Ju Tongye's whole body was as soft as cotton, and he was willing to give up after enticing him to beg for mercy.Asked Xiao Er to bring hot water and clean towels, Shen Yin scrubbed him clean first, then carefully dressed him, restrained his hands, but kept teasing incessantly.

Those words were so low that it was unbearable to hear, Ju Tongye lay on the bed, covered his head with a pillow and didn't want to look at him silently, cursing the bastard in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out of his mouth.

Shen Yin made a fuss until now, his mouth is full of oil, his heart is full of beauty, he walks with a breeze, and goes out to look for food with an independent attitude.

Hearing the door open and close, Ju Tongye dared to let go of the pillow, thinking it was quiet.However, within a short while, the corridor at the door was noisy, making him even more uneasy, his footsteps were like chopping dumpling stuffing.

Living in the same field is exhausted, although Chen Yin can toss people, he can't croak and make noise. The door of the next room where the pipa singing comes from seems to be kicked open, and the woman's scream is sharp and sharp, piercing both ears.Living in the same field and listening with bated breath, the world is full of people in broad daylight, this is someone committing a crime in the open.

As a fast catcher, Ju Tongye was full of righteousness, he opened the door with force, and the sound of wailing pierced through the sky, it sounded like a novice was butchering a pig.

The door of the room was wide open, and two men dressed as servants were guarding the door with sticks in their hands.Inside the house, the middle-aged man with two gray hairs in Chinese clothes is Mr. He. He leans on crutches in one hand and whips his son who is naked on the ground with a whip in the other.

Mr. He is old and sick all over, his legs and feet are not good, he is already trembling when standing, not to mention he has to beat hard?Even those who lived in the same field could hear the young man's howling obviously, and the whip passed by without even a redness and swelling.

The two prostitutes were wrapped in mandarin ducks and hid on the bed, with their buns pulled up in disarray, and their makeup was messed up from crying. A few lines of tears removed the rouge and powder makeup, and their faces were colorful, which was no less than a female ghost.Ju Tongye already had a crush on women, and now it is even more unbreakable, thinking that women in the world either hide their ghost faces under makeup, or they are all duplicity.

There are several servants in the same attire in the house, old or young. The two servants at the door thought they were here to see the fun. They looked at him in ordinary clothes, with stubble on his face, and he looked like a stranger.This inn is the largest inn in Taizhou, and those who can afford it are those with a few assets in their families. I think this person may also be staying with the master of the family, so I dare not underestimate him right now.

The older one on the right pushed Ju Tongye and told him not to get too close: "Go, go, my master disciplines you, don't meddle in other people's business."

Ju Tongye just wonders what kind of management method is this?Stripped naked in front of outsiders?The son's face is still missing.Ju Tongye didn't dare to look too much, and covered his eyes not to look at the scenery inside.

Ding Dang lived in the same field, but he didn't dare to look at the two prostitutes who were a little less beautiful, and smiled maliciously.

Just as he was about to speak, there was the sound of dragging footsteps behind him, as if he was pretending to be walking indecently, like a child.Ju Tongye turned his head and saw the strange little book boy Dongdong whom he had seen before. His height was only around his waist, and his eyes were red and swollen from crying for too long, like two plump walnuts, with two black lines protruding from the cracks between the walnuts. .

Ju Tongye was very frightened: "Why are you crying like this?"

Before Dongdong could answer, Mr. He was beaten inside the door, his hands were tired, his heart beat fast, his hands and feet were weak, his clothes were wet with sweat, and he staggered and sat on the stool. Only then did he notice that there were outsiders watching. After making a joke, he became even more annoyed, and waved his hands to tell the servant to close the door and chase away people.

Ju Tongye yelled at the door: "Discipline your son and discipline him at home. It's indecent to be seen outside!"

Dongdong raised her neck, and there was a hint of crying in her voice: "What's wrong."

Ju Tongye leaned down and was as tall as Dongdong, seeing him crying pitifully, said softly: "It is not a good thing for me to discipline my son. You were beaten?"

Dongdong gave a soft "oh", her tone was neither hot nor cold, as if she was world-weary.Ju Tongye felt even more pitiful for him, thinking of himself when he was young, with a heart full of love and compassion: "Wait a minute."

When Ju Tongye came out of the guest room, he held an oiled paper bag in his hand, which contained a pack of pine nut candies that Shen Yin bought when he passed by the village a few days ago. Shen Yin's molars hurt after eating sweets, so he doesn't touch sweets on weekdays, and sometimes even kisses After kissing, he said seriously: "Toothache."

When I first lived in the same field, I was naive and ignorant, and often believed it was true: "Why did it suddenly hurt?"

"You can be sweet to death."

Later, I lived in the same field and got used to ignoring them, pondering and thinking about other love words.

The scholar disliked Dongdong Ma Daha who only cared about eating and hurt the boy, and threw all the snacks in the bamboo basket out of the window amid Dongdong and the boy begging for mercy.Dongdong smelled the sweet smell emanating from the oil paper bag, and knew it was delicious. The greedy worm wandered around, picked up a pine nut candy and stuffed it into his mouth, one cheek was bulging, and the eye that had a black line was no longer visible. up.With just one pine nut candy, Dongdong's face was radiant, and he pretended to return the rest, and said cheerfully, "Thank you brother."

Ju Tongye is not willing to eat it on weekdays, he is only willing to eat one a day, and he has to taste it carefully, but now he is not reluctant to give it all to the book boy, so he pushes back: "You eat it, it's all for you. Remember not to take things from strangers in the future, especially food, and be careful not to be abducted by Yazi."

Dongdong tilted her head, seemed to understand something, and nodded desperately.

With a creaking sound, the door of the guest room opened. Ju Tongye originally thought that there were only scholars and book boys in that room, but he didn't expect that there was also a young man who was as beautiful as a flower.

Hearing the movement, the young man flew away, and wanted to go out with Dongdong to have a look. It was dusk on the left and right, and there was no afterglow in the corridor. It didn't matter if he wanted to go out at this moment, but he didn't have enough clothes to cover his body until he got dressed. go out.Seeing that there was no one in the corridor, he was puzzled, "Dongdong, what happened?"

Dongdong ran over with pine nut candy in his hand, as if begging for a reward: "This brother gave it to me."

The young man described him as handsome and polite, neither artificial nor unfamiliar, he first thanked his neighbors before he picked up the candy.He was eating candy, and heard Dongdong say: "In that room, I beat my son, and he beat him so loudly."

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In the house, Mr. He was sitting on a stool, and a servant with sharp eyesight and quick hands handed him a sweat towel: "Master, wipe off your sweat, take a rest before hitting."

He looked at his naked son on the ground covered in fat like white maggots in a cesspit, and felt that the irrelevant person's words were reasonable, and the commotion was so loud, the embarrassment was still his old man's face, his son was already dead, and he was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water Scolding is useless, it is better to take it home and find a few young and powerful ones to beat them in turn.

Seeing that his father was tired from the beating, He Xiongfei also felt ashamed, not because he was accustomed to being beaten, but it was too ugly to be naked. Take off his clothes, so that he can go naked in the street and lose face.

The prostitute on the bed has been silent, watching with cold eyes, the man who was majestic before is now trembling and afraid to say anything, it is extremely ridiculous.Although the world is cold, they have seen a colder world with their eyes closed, and the tortures in the [-]th floor of hell can't compare.

Seeing that his son was dressed almost the same, Mr. He stood up with a stick: "Bring this bastard back to me."

He Xiongfei thought it was just normal, he beat him up and locked him in the firewood shed, he lowered his eyebrows and admitted his mistake, so that was the end of the story.

Unexpectedly, Master He said next: "Go back and break your two legs. I will support you for the rest of my life. Anyway, there are three clever and well-behaved grandsons in the family. Which one can't inherit the family business? Is it possible that you, an unfilial son, must be hanged?" body."

He Xiongfei had never heard of this kind of thing. Originally, he kicked the old man's legs to the West Paradise Bliss. He made it big at home, and he could buy a brothel, but the old man actually had the idea of ​​handing over Wanguan's family wealth to his grandson.Immediately frightened cold sweat flow, legs trembling.

The four servants led the way in a menacing manner, one supporting Master He, followed by two supporting He Xiongfei who was paralyzed like a dead dog.

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The smell of medicine in the room was strong and heavy, and it was so heavy on the back of her neck that Dian Cui could hardly lift her head.She is used to doing things with her head down, but now she can't lift her head up naturally.

A bowl of medicine is half-drinking and half-vomiting, maybe it is because God has destined her to be a servant girl who waits on others, demeaning, being beaten and scolded by others, the wife does not beat him, but the old lady and the old master are the housekeepers... which one is not right? She greeted Zhisang and scolded Huai face to face, and the wife said nicely, coaxing and persuading to give some jewelry and unnecessary clothes to calm things down, and then she continued to be beaten and humiliated.

Dian Cui was exhausted after changing the sheets, and her clothes were soaked in sweat, like the skin shed by a snake, heralding growth and strength, but she was trapped in a layer of useless skin.

Dian Cui lowered her head to hide a pair of cold-blooded eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep when she was dazed. She was wiping sweat and gently persuading her, rubbing her obviously slack arms and legs.

The madam murmured: "Cui... look back and remember... If the master refuses, he must remember to say that it was my intention, telling him not to let me have no peace under the nine springs... ..Zheng'er is still young, he still needs a serious mother."

As time goes upstream, those yellow memories of the past have gradually faded. There is no filial son before the long illness, so why serve the queen if you can be a regular wife.Dian Cui was silent, her shoulder blades on both sides were sore that they were about to burst, every word of the wife's words was so annoying to her, as if the bed was not her terminally ill wife, but a venomous cobra with teeth and claws.The jealousy hidden in the bone marrow broke out, and she wished she could strangle her right now!

Madam finally fell asleep, and Diancui took the opportunity to go out to pour out the medicine residue. She carefully held the medicine jar, and the inside of the jar was pitch black, like a bottomless abyss.

Leaning against the wall outside the house, so as not to be affected by the crying young master.

Dian Cui pushed open the door, thinking it would be safe and sound as before, but today is so noisy!He Xiongfei was a blind man touching an elephant, kicking his feet recklessly, and somehow, one of his feet hit Diancui.

Diancui screamed, threw the medicine jar in her hand, and kicked her weakest part with her stomach, almost killing her half.

The eyeballs in He Xiongfei's wretched triangular eyes are rolling around, thinking about involving unrelated passers-by, which will cause chaos on the one hand, and on the other hand, he can take advantage of the entanglement and chaos to find an opportunity to abscond. The old man said that he would break his leg seems to be true.That foot didn't let go, and there were several feet one after another, either on the chest or on the head, Dian Cui's nose was bloody and tears flowed into rivers.

Being hit by a pitch-black medicine jar, her head still hasn't blossomed, and Xue Bairui's blood-red petals are bound to splatter five steps on the spot.Dongdong is still young, and the boy looks ignorant and ignorant of the world. He lived in the same field without thinking too much, and stretched his arms across Dongdong and the boy. The back was broad and firm, but it was thin and tight. His figure reveals the majestic bones of a mountain ridge.

For a while, the servants in the corridor were all focused on stopping He Xiongfei from committing murder, one by one pressing down on the other.