Reborn girl from poor family

Shen Huai turned around and saw that it was a man dressed as a servant. He was holding two cakes in his hand. While chewing, he turned out of the corner of the alley and walked straight to the door of Zhang's house. He squatted against the wall and found a comfortable position. He took out a bamboo kettle from his arms and took a big sip.

After swallowing this mouthful of cake, he was not tired. He raised his head and looked at Shen Huai, took another bite of the cake, chewed it twice quickly, and then asked vaguely: "Looking at you like this, why are you here?" Seeking medical attention?"

"I'm here to seek medical treatment too?" Shen Huai responded kindly: "Since the Zhang family has refused to visit, why are you still waiting here?"

The man sighed and said: "It's not that I want to wait here, but the head of the family ordered me to wait here. I must find an opportunity to invite Zhang Shengshou back first. But look at-" He raised his chin towards the door. "At first, there was a response inside, but after this notice was posted, no matter how loud the door was banged, there was no response inside."

Shen Huai looked around and said, "There aren't many people waiting right now."

"Hey, they're all gone, they're all gone," the man waved his hand and said: "There weren't many left last night. It was so cold at night that the noses ran. Even good people couldn't stand it, let alone those who came with illnesses. Who dares to be here? Can you hold on? I'm afraid I'll die before I can wait for Zhang Shengshou. Only the old man, I can't walk, and I'll have to squat here if I freeze to death."

Shen Huai asked: "The master has an emergency?"

"It's not that urgent. Even though I've invited many doctors, I still can't get any results, so I'm here to ask for help." The man said, blew his nose, wiped his hands on the ground, and said to himself: " Huh? Could it be that I was frozen last night?" After saying that, he said hey, continued to eat the cake, and continued what he had just said: "There is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time. Which filial son can be as cold as me? After all, He is still a loyal and reliable servant, right?"

This is true. There are few filial sons in front of the bed. Even if you give him all your wealth in your life, it is only natural. Serving with all your heart depends on your character, and it is indeed not as durable as the manpower bought with money.

But some people want to be filial sons, but there is no one to be filial to.

However, he walked along the courtyard wall for a while, and when there was no one around, he climbed over the wall cleanly.

Her hand holding the handle of the knife became a little soft, and the part of her broken arm felt particularly painful.

He spoke slowly, not too loudly, and even in a calm tone, but it gave Xia Qingfeng goosebumps all over his body.

Large families have food in store, so even if they don't buy it for three or four days, they won't be hungry. What's more, there are those who regularly deliver food to regular customers' doorsteps, which is even more worry-free. However, he suddenly thought of Liu Sandian's reaction a few days ago, and intuitively I smell something unusual.

After Shen Huai stood still and listened, he followed the voices and the scent of medicine to the only place in the house where there was movement, which was the two-story building where he first went to seek medical treatment.

He began to talk vaguely about the various people waiting at the door in the past two days, but Shen Huai no longer had the patience to listen. Since Su Ya had never been here, he was not going to call the door again. After that, he said goodbye to his old servant and prepared to change places to continue looking for Su Ya.

When Shen Huai heard this, his heart moved, he stopped and turned around: "No one has been out in two days?"

The whole courtyard was deserted.

"Xia Qingfeng - only half of your arm was broken, but it still didn't stop you from doing bad things."

Even if the person does not go out of the threshold and the door is open, it is easy to use. How can he just stick his arm out and go out? It is as if there is a scourge outside, and the person inside will be dragged away if he sticks his head out.

Song Jin didn't hide.

There was a person in the window, looking at him seriously.

Post a notice and only open the door a crack as big as a palm?

He waited behind the window on the second floor, watching Shen Huai approach step by step, and then walked into the small building.

Shen Huai glanced at the door of the house again, nodded to the old servant, and walked away.

He calmly looked behind Song Jin. Xia Qingfeng, who had lost his arm, was holding a knife on Zhang Shenmu's neck. Zhang Shenmu, with a pale face, was looking at him but hesitated to speak.

He has been to the Zhang family. Zhang Shenmu loves to keep things clean. His wife is also capable and his servants are capable. They have always tidied things up neatly. However, at this moment, there were fallen leaves and no one could be seen.

When they were face to face, Song Jin looked Shen Huai up and down, smiled and said sharply: "You're not dead yet?"

The old servant turned out to be a chatterbox, and was still mumbling: "Go back, go back, if there is anyone idle at home, send one to wait, so that he can keep company with the old man, otherwise he really can't stay with them--that's all. Could it be that Zhang Shengshou’s house has some magical pills, the kind that make you full after just one pill? The old man squatted at the door for two days, but he never saw them come out to buy them."

"There's no rush," Shen Huai said calmly, "I'm going to disappoint you."

Shen Huai nodded comfortingly at Zhang Shenmu, then turned his attention to Xia Qingfeng.

"A good-looking girl?" A natural smile appeared on the old servant's face, "Looking at how handsome you are, you think the person who is good-looking must look like a fairy. Unfortunately, let alone a fairy in front of this door, she is just an ordinary good-looking one. No girl has ever been here. Who has a good-looking girl who is willing to bask in the sun and wind..."

Shen Huai raised his head and looked at the window.

The buildings here are flat, and the small building has a particularly wide view, which can be seen both inside and outside the house. It was here that he witnessed the whole process of Su Ya punishing the theater bully——

"Ang," the old servant gestured to the crack in the door, "even if I opened the door and posted a notice in front of me, I only opened the door to such a large crack. I stretched out my arm and posted it, but no one came out!"

Shen Huai smiled, looked at the sun, and asked again: "I have been waiting here for a long time, so you can see that a very good-looking girl has been here?"

"Song Jin——" Shen Huai narrowed his eyes slightly, "Hiding here."

But now, this posture is like a monster inside the door, watching its prey eagerly.

It's a pity that she couldn't hide the slight tremor in her voice due to her fierce appearance and softness in her heart. She gritted her teeth and shut up bitterly after she finished speaking.

The severe pain that day was unforgettable, and it was difficult to conceal this hatred. Xia Qingfeng said sternly: "Shen Huai, I will definitely avenge the broken arm!"

Shen Huai looked at her solemnly, his eyes swept across the blade in her hand, and suddenly smiled very slightly, ignored it, and turned directly to Song Jin.

"The Dantian is damaged and the true energy is exhausted. You should be lingering on the sick bed at this moment, but you can still stand here and confront me. It must be thanks to the blessing of Zhang Shengshou."

"We are each other, and so are you?" Song Jin said.

"Well, so I'm very grateful. How about you?" Shen Huai sat down on the chair in a leisurely manner, rested his jaw on his hand, and asked Song Jin: "I've only been treated for these two days. Maybe I can get rid of the root cause in the future. How about you?" Are you willing to kill him?"

He was leisurely and calm. He was neither surprised by Zhang Shenmu's restraint, nor angry by Song Jin's meanness, nor was he angry by Xia Qingfeng's bared teeth. He was chatting as usual, even more than before when Song Jin stayed in his house. time, feel more at ease.