Chapter 23 Crisis

Fuduoduo stiffly pulled his face and was speechless about the man's behavior, and he didn't know how to answer his 'grand words'. Fortunately, the man didn't ask Fuduo to say anything to compliment. Seeing that it was too late, he asked anxiously, "Why haven't you arrived yet? How long will it take?"

Fuduoduo answered carefully, "It's almost there, right in front of you."

The man nodded.

Maybe he feels that hope is right in front of him, and he also feels that he will leave the house smoothly. His body is more relaxed than before, and he said casually, " By the way, you help me out of the house today. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me at any time. If it can help, I will never refuse!" He looked very righteous, but he did not say where to find him at that time, and even his surname was reported. What's more ironic was that his blood-stained sharp weapon was still on Fuduoduo's neck.

Fuduoduo sneered in his heart, but he nodded gratefully.

When the man saw this, he felt much more at ease.

Soon, the small door was right in front of us.

However, it was strange that there was no one to guard it. It was lonely and very quiet.

Fu Duoduo saw it, and his heart was beating hard.

She knew the front line of life and death, and at this time, she also saw it in this place.

"Well, this big brother... the small door is right in front of you. You... can let me go!" Fuduo's hand slowly raised up and gently touched the blade. "I... I can't send you out anymore. This... you should understand!"

The man thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, it's not too late for me to walk out of this small door." Fearing that Fuduoduo would think too much, he immediately added, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

What Fuduoduo can say can only be agreed.

However, despite this, in practice, she is ready to fight back.

"Red plum, spring blessing."

"I'm here."

"Auntie, what can I do for you?"

Maybe they sensed Fu Duoduo's mood at this time, and their reply seemed particularly powerful.

Fu Duoduo took a deep breath and said to Chunfu, "Go and open the door. The door is a little heavy. Be careful not to hit your feet." He said to Hongmei, "Look around, lest anyone stop her." After a pause, he explained to the man, "I'd better be careful."

The man had no doubt and said, "It's hard for you to think thoughtfully." With that, he held Fuduoduo step by step forward.

On the steps of the upper door, Chunfu took down the door bolt from the door panel. When Hongmei looked left and right on her side, Fuduoduo was too fast to cover her ears. On the slight side of her body, her right hand suddenly blocked the dagger that threatened her life, and then she grabbed the man's right hand holding the dagger with both hands together.

Chunfu and Hongmei have been on standby for a long time. Seeing Fu Duoduo's action, they immediately rushed forward to help.

Chunfu took her doorl in his hand and hit the man desperately, while Hongmei used all the ways of fighting with the woman - scratching, scratching, biting, etc., all of which were used on the man.

The man was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground by the three of them.

At this time, the quiet courtyard door suddenly became lively, and I don't know where a large group of family members with sticks came out and surrounded Fuduoduo and the four people.

Aware of the shadows around him, Fuduoduo felt a trace of happiness in his heart, so he shouted loudly, "Come on! Catch this murderer! Come on!"

Seeing Fu shouting, Chunfu and Hongmei also echoed.

Soon, with the help of those tall family, the man was suddenly captured.

Fu Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief, his feet were weak, and he almost fell down first. Fortunately, the red plum eyes next to him quickly helped him, which was not humiliated in front of so many slaves.

"Auntie...Auntie..." Just as Hongmei and Chunfu helped her go back, Lvju got out of nowhere and knelt down in front of her crying, "Auntie, it's good that you're fine, otherwise...what else would I do?"

"Green Chrysanthemum?" Looking at the green chrysanthemum with red eyes crying in front of her, and then looking up at the servants who were gradually leaving, Hongmei couldn't help opening her mouth and frowned and asked, "Did you secretly report those people?"

Green Ju peeked at Fu Duoduo, who didn't see any look, nodded and said, "Yes, after you were taken away by that man, I cried all the way back to report the news, but I met them halfway, and I brought them to you."

"So..." When Hongmei wanted to ask anything else, Fuduo interrupted her and said tiredly, "Let's go back quickly!" It's been so long since I came out." There are too many things. Fuduoduo doesn't want to know at all now, and he doesn't want to investigate them in detail. The only thing he wants to do is to leave this place quickly to avoid complications.

Chunfu wanted to coincide with Fuduoduo, especially when he thought of Chunying's gloomy face, he was even more anxious to leave.

But before he took a few steps, a stewid-like man came to Fuduoduo and punched her and said, "Auntie, please come to the hall. Madam, please."

Fuduoduo nodded, didn't look too surprised, and followed.

Hongmei and Chunfu were surprised. The more responsive was the green chrysanthemum, and their whole body trembled slightly, as if they were afraid of something. From time to time, they secretly observed Fuduoduo's look. I don't know why.

Fuduo saw it and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Everyone has their own way of living. Although each way of living is slightly different, the purpose is the same. Although she doesn't want to force everyone to be loyal to her, how valuable loyalty is in this environment. She also wants to live, so sometimes her sympathy must be stored to avoid being spied on.

Maybe there is something hidden in my heart. Before I can figure out the whole thing clearly, I have come to the hall where the crowd is crowded.

The old lady is sitting in the main seat of the hall in a big red dress, with a middle-aged man about 40 years old sitting down. She doesn't squint and sits upright. She feels very decent. Seeing Fu Duo and the others coming in, they just glanced at them gently and quickly turned around, with a serious and thoughtful face. He is the second master of Yufu. He and the eldest master are from the same mother and live in the sixth grade of the imperial court. Because the old lady died of illness last year, Ding Wo is at home. And he shrank his shoulders on his left hand and kept his head down. He looked at the third master on the tip of his shoes. He was born to a concubine and was still a maidservant. After that, he had been living on an acre. Sitting at the end is the fourth master, the youngest legitimate son of the old lady. He is only in his early thirties this year, and he is also relatively handsome, but his whole stream of people, and his eyes are glanced to the left, and there is no stable moment. At this moment, he still stands next to the third aunt, a relatively beautiful maid. Passing on feelings.

Fuduo does not squint, kneels on the cold green bricks in a regular manner, neither arrogant nor humble. Yu Guang glanced at the man who was kneeling under the pressure of two strong families, and couldn't help but be more positive, and his little face was tight.

"Fu's, do you know this person?" The eldest lady pointed to the beautiful man and asked coldly.

Fu Duoduo raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the old lady's tired face, but there was no sadness. He was clear in his heart and said affirmatively, "I don't know." After saying that, he felt that it was not detailed, so as not to let people exploit the loophole and continued, "I have never seen it before."

"Yes. Then why do you say that you are the same enemy as him? Is it that the old man's injury today was caused by you and him? Seeing the eldest wife's question, Fu Duoduo had to sigh again and be more vigilant. Otherwise, even if he narrowly escaped from the man's hands, he could not avoid the criticism of Yufu in the past. Then, he explained the situation word by word and said, "Madam, the concubine was just anxious for a moment and forced by the situation. Otherwise, the concubine and others would have already become the ghost under his knife. With that, he raised his head slightly and showed the bright red blood marks in front of the people.

Hongmei and Chunfu also kowtowed repeatedly. You talked about the critical scene at that time, while the green chrysanthemum shrank her neck and didn't say anything, but tears fell down.

The old lady didn't say anything, but looked at the second master.

The second old man took a sip of tea, put the tea cup on the dark square table at hand, and then said to the old lady, "Sister, although this Fu is smart enough, it is very inappropriate." After all, it was a matter of the family in the big room. The second master pointed to the end. "This man asked the government's arrest to be quickly escorted back and interrogated for a good time. He dared to stab the eldest brother publicly. I don't know who is behind him. He must investigate carefully!"

As soon as the second master's voice fell, the man suddenly broke away and asked angrily, "What? Not dead? He didn't die? Then didn't Song Yingjie waste a lot of effort? God doesn't have eyes! God doesn't have eyes!" With that, his eyes were red and his limbs twisted disorderly. The sudden burst of strength almost made the two strong family members unable to stop them. "Your Yu family is really conscienceless! The old man who has already sat around and stepped into the coffin is still so lustful, and he still wants to take the flower-like and talented Duan Niang as his concubine. It's really unreasonable!"

screamed randomly, attracting people present to look sideways at him and paying attention to the meaning of his words.

In the end, the more you talk, the dirtier you will be.

The second master waved his hand and said to the family who clamped Song Yingjie, "Laer down! Pull down! Send it to the government with my famous post, so as not to stain everyone's ears!"

The second and third aunts listened and were secretly anxious. They looked at each other and hesitated to ask the eldest lady to stop them. Unexpectedly, this idea just flashed into my mind and reached a consensus with the dead party. The old lady had stopped her speech.