Reborn girl from poor family

Chapter 132 Same Night, Different Dreams (1)

"Sir," Xu Yuan took the letter Shen Huai had just written with both hands and asked, "Don't you write a letter home?"

Shen Huai raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Grandpa and grandma must have received the letter now."

Gao Jun, who was squatting on his horse, shouted, "Master, why can he ask and I have to be punished?"

Xu Yuan turned around and glared at him, "I asked openly, but you looked at me furtively. Can it be the same? Why don't you squat down quickly!"

Gao Jun felt wrong and curled his lips, daring not to move again.

Xu Yuan then asked Shen Huai, "Master, I'll leave now."

"Well, Hu Xing and Wang Jixian can take it easy first. With Liu Yun's people here, you should pay more attention to Li Zheng's side," Shen Huai ordered: "The clues about chasing Mr. Liu back then will probably have to be obtained from Let Li Zheng check it out."

"yes."

Xu Yuan understood the idea and went out.

The door closed and Shen Huai looked at Gao Jun.

Gao Jun looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, his horse stance, and held his breath.

"You know you're wrong?" Shen Huai asked.

"I know, don't look at anything that's not polite, and don't listen to anything that's not polite." Gao Jun was as obedient as a 1.9-meter wooden stake.

"Well, go back and copy these eight characters a hundred times."

Gao Jun must have a grimace.

Shen Huai was thoughtful and asked, "What has Song Jin been doing since he moved here?"

"Squatting in the room without going out," Gao Jun was elated when he thought of this, "Master, you don't know, Mr. Liu smeared his face and hands with ointment and turned him into a little green man, leaving only four on his face. The hole is no different from a frog, and there is no way to eat."

Shen Huai really imagined it and felt that there was something wrong: "Can't eat? How many days will I be hungry?"

"Three days," Gao Jun raised three fingers, "Mr. Liu said that the medicine should be changed every six hours. After three days, the water poison will be eliminated, and Song Jin's appearance will be restored to its original appearance."

"So fast?" Shen Huai pondered, "He has been poisoned for two or three years, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Liu said, if it hadn't been accumulated for two or three years, there would be no need to change the dressing so frequently."

"When is the next dressing change?"

Gao Jun looked at the sky and said, "It's about this time."

Shen Huai stood up and said, "Let's go and take a look."

Zhou's house is not big, and you can reach Song Jin's residence in just a few steps.

Song Jin said that she was used to her old residence, so she still lived in the lower room where she lived when she was pretending to be Grandma Sun.

Liu Sandian was removing the old medicine from him.

The thick ointment had formed into dry scabs. Liu Sandian used a small hammer to tap it gently, and the ointment broke into pieces. He peeled it off while he was hammering. After a while, a complete face was revealed.

Gao Jun was surprised and said: "What kind of secret medicine is this? It's too magical!"

Magical indeed.

Song Jin originally looked like a delicate old woman, with a face full of wrinkles. She looked fifty-three if not sixty. However, today when the medicine shell was peeled off, her face was much fairer and tighter, and time seemed to have gone back more than ten years. It looks like there is a nice shadow.

Song Jin's expression seemed a little nervous, and her voice was no longer as sharp as before, gentle and hoarse: "What?"

Gao Jun sighed and looked around him, "You look like you can be brothers with Mr. Liu."

Liu Sandian was tapping the medicine shell on Song Jin's arm. Hearing this, he smiled proudly and said: "My dear Gao Jun, do you think my reputation as a poisonous doctor is false? In two days, I can make him call you a brother." !”

Shen Huai sat aside and looked intently at the medicine that wrapped Song Jin's arm.

The medicinal shell is applied from the fingertips to the elbows, imprisoning both hands, and the shape of the shell is like a clay sculpture.

With such a hard mud shell on the body, it is indeed impossible to eat.

Liu Sandian held up a small hammer as big as his palm and smashed the medicine shell on Song Jin's arm with a few loud strokes. The medicine shell peeled off, revealing a pair of bare arms.

Song Jin's hands used to have thick joints and rough skin, but now they are much tighter and more delicate. Even the knuckles seem to have shrunk twice.

Shen Huai stared at Song Jin's arms and saw that the skin on his arms was fair, the light-colored hairs that were not thick were soft and docile, and there were no scars at all.

Not Song Jin.

Shen Huai was thinking about the person with scars on his arms described by Su Ya. Song Jin was among the first suspects that came to mind.

This person has a secret and is hiding in Zhou's house to teach Su Ya. It is definitely not a temporary move.

Shen Huai was thinking about something in his mind and watched with a heavy gaze as Liu Sandian readjusted the ointment and applied it to Song Jin's face.

Song Jin lay on the bed as instructed, smeared a thin layer of medicine on her double eyelids, and covered it with two small pieces. Then the shiny green paste mixed with plant powder was covered with handfuls. The ground was piled on Song Jin's face, as if he was trying to bury him inside.

Because it was in contact with the bed, there were wooden boards under the arms, which were also generally thickly wrapped.

After everything is done, poke a hole in the top of the mouth, poke out the nostrils, and finally take off the two pieces covering the eyelids.

Song Jin opened her eyes, turned silently, and looked at Liu Sandian.

"Tsk, I always feel like your eyes have been seen before somewhere, they look a bit familiar!"

Liu Sandian shook his head and sighed: "My brain has never been able to remember people. Where have I seen them?"

Song Jin closed her eyes.

Liu Sandian warned again: "Remember, from now on, you are not allowed to move until the ointment is completely dry."

Song Jin's eyelids rolled and opened again, blinking slowly to indicate that he understood.

"After three days of hardship, you will be able to regain your life. Brother Song, if it weren't for you, Lao Liu, I wouldn't have bothered with this - this medicine is difficult to prepare!"

Liu Sandian kept mumbling, then brought up the thrilling night on the river beach, and praised Song Jin for his righteousness.

Only when the human voices had faded away and the room was filled with silence did Song Jin open her eyes again.

There was no bed tent on this bed, and he stared blankly at the roof, suddenly remembering that many years ago, it was the same season when he was purifying himself.

That year, the still young child was caught by the officers and soldiers and thrown to the veteran cleansers. Then he was tied to the door panel and his mouth was filled with medicine. There was a bare, hard board underneath his body, and his hands and feet were tied up so hard that it hurt. …

The pain that was so intense back then has almost been forgotten now. Only the smell of plant ash to stop bleeding has been accompanied by the stirring of the wound for half a month, as if it was life-threatening or life-saving... For many years, that smell has been lingering around The tip of the nose has never faded.

When he was pretending to be Grandma Sun, he had to do some work, and the one he hated the most was cooking the stove.

Those plants and trees, always left to their own devices, were burnt to ashes and remained silent forever.

Maybe the fate of all things is destined by nature, and his destiny is to spend half his life noisy and end up in the grass?

Ha, fate!

Song Jin tensed up her face and body, not daring to move, but a crazy color flashed in her eyes - what is life?

People most often think about fate when they are at their lowest and highest peaks. In addition, there are times when people often thank fate.

Tonight's Su Ya is among them.

Driven by her lust, she kissed Shen Huai at night, opening up a new realm of life.

After returning home shyly and smiling, Su Ya tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

With her mind filled with thoughts of the taste and aroma of Shenhuai, the contented girl lay on the bed and began to think about where she would be, what she would do, and how she would be with the person she loves for a long time after getting through the difficulties.

Become a more famous storyteller, or create a new small book printing workshop, include all kinds of writers, and contract the supply of the most famous bookshop... She wants to make a lot of money every day and treat Shen Huai as a pretty boy!

The girl briefly forgot about the heavy burden that fate had thrown at her. Thinking of her success, she sometimes covered her face with her hands, sometimes kicked her legs, and occasionally couldn't suppress her giggles. Until the sound of clappers came from far outside, she actually still Didn't fall asleep.

"Xiaoya, why are you tossing and turning and still not asleep?" Yan, who was sleeping next door, heard the sound in her sleep.

"Go to sleep, mother."

Su Ya was shocked, fearing that her voice had been heard by her own mother. In the past, she had never been discovered by Yan when she went out in the middle of the night. Now that she didn't go out, she actually woke up Yan.

——It’s really amazing!

(End of chapter)