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Su Kui rested in bed until night, and the willow branches on the moon covered the entire Hou Mansion under a layer of fluorescent tulle.

Mother Wang and others used the meal in the room of the next person and walked slowly towards this side.

As he walked, he muttered, "This fool is really dead. If he falls into the ice cave in the winter, he can still survive. It really is a cheap life, and he can't die anymore."

"Who said no?" Mother Wang sighed. "If she dies, we'll be able to find another good place. All day long waiting for an unfavorable girl, I'm afraid I can't even save my old money Live! "

The two sighed, stopped talking, closed their sleeves, and bowed their heads quickly toward the Hanyuan.

The boots squeaked on the snow.

In the evening, the snow began to float slowly, and today is just the first day of the twelfth lunar month.

In other yards, joyously, only the rewards of the masters and masters can make the next people have a good year. But what about them? The more they think, the more resentful they are. They are really bitter. They are assigned to serve such a silly thing. They are stupid like pigs.

What is the difference between the Chinese New Year and the Chinese New Year in the Hanyuan?

Mother Wang walked into the yard, stomped her feet, and scolded: "Well! It's going to freeze people this day! That fool is really troublesome-ah!"

Before she finished, she stomped off the snow on the shoes, lest the shoes get wet after the snow melted. While looking up, she looked up at the door, and at this moment, she was almost scared to death.

"Miss Five, Miss Five? What are you doing here?"

She reluctantly settled her mind, but fortunately, she was a lot of age, and her courage was not as small as the little girls in Xiao Cui. Looking carefully for a while, the more you looked at the person standing in the dark, the more familiar you were.

At night, the light was pale by the snow. Under the corridor stood a petite figure, wrapped in a thin cloak, and half of his long face was covered, leaving only a pair of dark, big, scary eyes, bright scary.

At this moment, she was staring at her without blinking.

Mother Yang swallowed and said, "Miss Wu, it's cold, you have a bad bone, go back and rest first?"

I do n’t know why. Mum Yang, who never used honorifics in the past, now sees the girl standing under the corridor, and she ca n’t help feeling timid.

She spoke more carefully, even she did not know where these fears came from.

The girl pursed her lips and stared at the two of them, her voice quietly, "I'm hungry, what about my dinner?"

It's all here, no one is holding the lamp, no one is waiting. There was no hot tea in the cold room.

Su Kui could hardly imagine what days Huo Yan had lived in this house. I'm afraid that even the servant has a better life than her, right?

At least he can eat and wear clothes, but he can smoke, but he can only starve and freeze.

"Ah? What dinner?"

Suddenly, Mama Wang asked Su Kui for her unexplained words.

"What about my meal?"

The girl's tone did not fluctuate at all, and it was still slow, even making people unable to hear anger.

As if it were mechanical, just repeat one thing.

rice?

Mama Wang and Mama Yang looked at each other, of course, they were eaten by them! Even if Huo Yan's treatment is even worse, the young lady in the house, the well-known master, their slaves naturally cannot compare with the master.