Chapter 66 Bathing

Wang Po

Wang doesn't like winter, especially when she feels that this winter is particularly cold and snowy. The wind blew, and every joint seemed to be scattered, shaky and painful.

For good, before winter, she turned the teahouse into a teahouse, which was still on Zishi Street, right next to the original teahouse. As a result, he sat indoors and became the owner of the teahouse. Grandma Wang even felt that her dream had come true for a moment. Isn't this the kind of life without work? As long as you sit and get money, you can greet your subordinates to do everything.

But after a long time, Grandma Wang felt something wrong. This kind of effort makes me have no sense of existence, and the things around me seem to have been set a rule for a long time. Grandma Wang even suspected that if she suddenly died one day, the teahouse could still operate as it is now. This idea made Grandma Wang feel scared. Before she bought the teahouse, she always thought that Yanggu could not live without her, and if she was missing, countless people would live uneasily. Now look, it's just a wishful thinking.

Yes, you have to find a sense of existence.

The traditional leather (harmonious vertical and horizontal) bar customer business is no longer easy to do. Those princes who like girls seem to be covered with their desires. Even Ximenqing, who usually likes this kind of thing most, has been sitting honestly in the pharmacy recently. He doesn't go out much. There is no buyer's market, and Mrs. Wang has lost his aunt. Mother's fun.

In addition, now she has also climbed to the high branch of Wu Song. Why do she have to do this kind of thing again? She is not short of money.

When it comes to Wu Song, in fact, Grandma Wang is also very strange. The wedding ceremony between Wu Song and Haisha was very scribbled. Basically, they did not invite any guests. Even they only received notice on the same day. After simply worshipping heaven and earth, they were married. This is also too different from the engagement ceremony.

The engagement ceremony was also something that Grandma Wang didn't want to mention. An Daoman almost fell in front of her. For the first time, Grandma Wang felt that death was so close to her, and then the county magistrate became a murderer and was accused of being a fake. The elegant engagement ceremony became so absurd and tortuous, which was also greatly beyond Wang's expectation.

But Grandma Wang knew that the county magistrate was not fake. At that time, she stood very close to the sea sand. The heat emitted from the sea sand body made Grandma Wang's face full of sweat. When she got home, she found that her eyebrows had been burned a few. Before the end of the blessing ceremony, the heat in the sea sand suddenly disappeared, which made Grandma Wang almost catch a cold. Moreover, the girl Haisha is already evil, and her origin is unknown, which Mrs. Wang is the most clear.

The tingling from her fingers interrupted Grandma Wang's thinking. The embroidery needle pierced her index finger. Grandma Wang quickly put her index finger in her mouth, sucked it slowly, and hurriedly looked at the white handkerchief that was being embroidered. On the veil, there was already a touch of red next to the unfinished mandarin duck.

White embroidery again, this is the fourth time. As long as you think of the sea sand, you will be distracted, which is Grandma Wang's heart disease. Grandma Wang put her handkerchief and needle and thread aside. Speaking of Haisha and Wu Song officially married, she has never seen Haisha. It is said that the new daughter-in-law will go back to her mother's house in three days, but this procedure seems to have been omitted. Grandma Wang also knows that she is not her mother's family. But as a nominal aunt of Haisha, she has to come to have a look, otherwise Wu Song, which is not reliable, will be in vain.

Yes, you have to go and have a look. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, so let's go today. Grandma Wang made up her mind.

Look at the sun falling outside, it's almost done. Grandma Wang called the account room in the teahouse.

"I'll go to see my niece and niece's son-in-law. Take care of the store." Grandma Wang ordered that this small teahouse did not need a shopkeeper, and generally let the accountant do it for her.

"Don't worry, make sure to cook well. But if you go to see Wudutou, do you bring any gifts? Mr. Accounts carefully suggested.

"No need. My nieces have given it to Wu Song. Do you still need to bring gifts to him? It's against him." Grandma Wang said quite heroicly, and at the same time, she stared at the account room. Go down."

Mr. Accountable returned respectfully.

Grandma Wang is not without gifts, she just said so. This is nothing more than conveying such a message from the accounting room: Wu Song respects me very much, and I have a good position in Yanggu. You all be careful. If you ask me, I can deal with you effortlessly.

Grandma Wang's gift has been ready for a long time. Originally, she was given to give it to Haisha when she came back three days. In order to prevent sudden ** situations, she has been taking it with her. Send it this time. Anyway, it's the same thing. Wearing her coat and hat, Grandma Wang came out of the teahouse.

The street is very clean because of the snow, and the sun hangs in the west, like a huge salted egg yolk. During breathing, the cold air stimulated Grandma Wang's lungs, which was a little painful.

Although it's not far, it's always outrageous to walk there. Then take a sedan chair. Fortunately, Zishi Street is quite prosperous, and it is easy to hire a sedan chair. After only half a column of incense, Mrs. Wang found a warm sedan and sat on it.

"Madam, where are you going?" The sedan chairman asked.

"Go to East Street, Wudutou's residence." Grandma Wang casually said that she has been talking to the mirror dozens of times every night about the tone of a person with identity.

"You are Wu Song's aunt, Mrs. Wang. Oh, the little one doesn't know Mount Tai. Hold on, let's go." After saying that, the sedan chair man shouted, raised the warm sedan chair and walked north from Zishi Street to East Street.

Wu Song now lives in the house where Qi Si was killed. After Qi Si's death, there was no family, and the house became a ownerless property. Later, he turned around, and I don't know why he returned to Wu Song's name. Wu Song is newly married and can't live without a new house. It's just to buy another one. How can he lack a house in such a large industry as Guihua Building? But Wu Song did not believe in evil and insisted on living here. Haisha also agreed that although Wu Da strongly opposed it, he did not convince Wu Song.

Wang felt that the sedan chair turned to the right and looked out through the sedan chair window. Now she has passed through the Cross Street and has reached the East Street. Not far ahead, she will arrive.

"Mrs. Wang, it's just ahead. I'll carry it in for you or stop at the door." The sedan chairman in front asked, and his voice was mixed with a heavy breathing sound.

There is a yard in Wu Song's house, and the sedan chair can be directly carried in.

"Oh, no, just stop at the door." Grandma Wang didn't dare to carry it in directly, but she couldn't be a little arrogant in front of Wu Song. Moreover, she didn't go here without prior notice, and she wouldn't even let herself enter the guard at the door.

"Ok, here it is."

Wang Po felt that the sedan chair was placed on the ground. When it was pressed in front of her, Grandma Wang stepped out.

"How much money?" Grandma Wang asked.

"Oh, how dare we ask you for money? You have to talk in front of Wudu and take more care of our business, which is a great kindness. Because of the cold weather, Wang Po can see the heat emanating from the sedan chair.

"You know the rules." After enjoying the treatment of the privileged class, Wang Po still took out a piece of broken silver of about five yuan from her arms and threw it to the sedan chairman. Wu Song's flag can't be used at will.

The other party nodded repeatedly and thanked him in a hurry.

Pan Jinlian

In the blink of an eye, it has been ten days since Pan Jinlian came to the half-day castle, and the heavy physical labor constantly challenged her limits. Sometimes she even doubted whether she existed in Yanggu County or just made a judgment.

What is more tormenting than manual labor is the danger that exists all the time. Pan Jinlian drinks as little water as possible every day, which can reduce the number of small solutions. The cottage on the cottage is far from the kitchen. These gangs usually find a place to solve it by themselves. If Pan Jinlian leaves for a long time, she will be suspected of being lazy and beaten. She is also afraid that someone will see through the secrets of her gender and can only hide them as much as possible.

Ten days after going up the mountain, she didn't change her clothes, and even washed her face because she destroyed her sticky beard. She can smell the mold on her body. She is a partner, and the husband will not allow her to cook for the whole cottage like a begling, which also means that the secret of gender will not be hidden for a few days.

She can't find any allies in this group of husbands. Mao Dan can only talk while working. Like a machine, he will wake up immediately when he gets up and fall asleep immediately when he goes to bed without delay. Pan Jinlian knows that this is the best way to survive in the half-day castle. What the half-day castle needs is not people, but puppets. Puppets are not qualified to think.

At this time, Pan Jinlian was exhausted. Even one morning, when she woke up, she suddenly wondered if it would be better to die? You don't have to suffer this kind of torture after death. But then she was amused by this idea. If she wanted to die so much, there was no need to go so far. Just stay quietly in Yanggu and wait for Haisha to kill himself. In that case, you can still see Wu Song for the last time.

It was because of this stunned mind that Pan Jinlian got up slowly for a moment, and then was grabbed by the husband and thrown out, hitting the wall of the bedroom heavily. At this moment, she almost fainted, but she knew that she had to stand up immediately, otherwise she would be beaten.

After Pan Jinlian struggled to stand up, she heard the voice of the man's head: "Well, I have a long memory. I know I'm going to get up immediately and go to make breakfast."

Pan Jinlian nodded her head. When she was sure that the husband had turned around and walked out of the bedroom, tears fell down like broken beads.

"Little girl, don't cry." When Pan Jinlian was extremely sad, a voice came from the door. The sound scared Pan Jinlian so much that she looked up in a hurry, and there was a man standing at the door.

The man wore a hood and pulled it very low, so Pan Jinlian couldn't see his appearance clearly, but the man came to Pan Jinlian step by step. Pan Jinlian was so scared that she could only instinctively retreat.

"Little girl, don't be afraid. They have all gone to the room. There is no one else." The man spoke, but his feet didn't stop.

There is only one door in the bedroom, and it is impossible to escape. Pan Jinlian can't think of a better way but to retreat. Why do you call me little girl? I'm a man. I'm the gangman of the half-day castle. If I don't see it, I will be found immediately. At that time, you will die. Pan Jinlian had to cover her husband in a hurry, which seemed to be the only fig leaf in her whole body.

"Hahaha, half-day castle, I will be afraid of the people of half-day castle. Who do you think I am?" The man suddenly pulled off the hood and showed his face.

The man's face turned yellow and had a little beard. It was Huang Hu, the escort of the elegant prince in the inn.

Pan Jinlian was happy, but she didn't know whether Huang Hu escaped by himself or whether the four people were not arrested. Pan Jinlian hoped that the elegant young man had not been kidnapped on the mountain. This man was not shallow, and someone must have come to save him. She also helped this group of people, and maybe he could help him escape from the tiger's mouth. But how did he know I was a woman? Pan Jinlian suddenly thought of this problem. She did not relax because of Huang Hu's face, but looked at Huang Hu more vigilantly.

"Little girl, oh, I know, you must be thinking about how I know you are a woman, right?" Huang Hu smiled and said, "Actually, your appearance is so clumsy that you can only fool the reckless man in this cottage. As for old rivers and lakes like me, I knew that you were a female stream when I was in the inn.

Pan Jinlian thought she was very smart, but she didn't expect to be seen through by the other party for a long time. She couldn't help going backwards, her back was on the wall, and there was no way out.

"Master Huang, no matter what, I have to go to work now, or someone will find me soon, and we will be in trouble at that time." Pan Jinlian is telling the truth. She feels that she has delayed too much time.

"Don't worry, no one will come here. Naturally, someone will help you with your work. You have more important things now. Huang Hu's tone is quite confident.

"What's more important?" Pan Jinlian is puzzled. What else does she have to do besides cooking now?

"You are already stingy, so you will be driven out directly if you go to the room. At that time, you will be forced to take off your clothes and wash them. You don't want to do this. When Huang Hu spoke, he looked at his fingernails carelessly.

Huang Hu did not lie. In the past ten days, Pan Jinlian has seen that the two were drenched out by their husband's head during work. In winter, they were forcibly stripped of their clothes and washed with cold water directly from the well. Although the two men are in good health, they still put on a pose afterwards, and one of them died yesterday. This is also one of the reasons for Pan Jinlian's fear.

"Master Huang, what do you want to do?" Pan Jinlian listened to Huang Hu's tone and seemed to have a way to solve this problem, so she simply asked.

"It's easy to do, wash it here." Huang Hu spoke and whistled. Two people came in with a large wooden barrel that could hold people. And behind him was a man pulling a steaming water truck.

After putting down the bucket, the two people poured the hot water in the water truck into the bucket with the people behind them. For a while, the room was surrounded by steam, like a fairyland on earth. The man who pulled the water cart carried a big burden behind his back. After pouring hot water, he handed the bag to Huang Hu, and Huang Hu threw it directly to Pan Jinlian without looking at it.

"Just wash here. You have half an hour, and several of us will be nearby and won't let others get close to it." After saying that, Huang Hu exited the bedroom with the three people and closed the door with a bang.

If that person wants to strip off his clothes, he doesn't need to take a shower at all. Moreover, if serving Huang Hu can be exchanged for freedom, Pan Jinlian will not hesitate. She quickly took herself off and stepped into a bucket full of hot water.

The water temperature was just right. When Pan Jinlian sat in, the water had just reached her neck and soaked her whole body. The steam of water kept jumping on her face, and there were bursts of itching from the place where the beard was pasted. Pan Jinlian hesitated for a moment and tore off her disguise. Even if she died immediately after taking this hot bath, she would admit it. What's the point of living so cowardly?

After pulling off her beard, Pan Jinlian lowered her head and completely lost her head in the water. At the same time, she washed the sludge on her face with her hand. When she could hardly hold her breath, she exposed her head. This feeling is completely reborn.

It was not until then that Pan Jinlian calmed down. It was illogical for her to wash herself while thinking about what had just happened. There is a great risk to take a bath here. Huang Hu is actually willing to take a risk to send the bathtub and hot water in. This person is a skilled and bold person. But what puzzles Pan Jinlian most is that it takes so much time to save herself, which seems to be much easier than taking a bath here. In addition, the husband hasn't come to the bedroom to find himself yet, which means that Huang Hu said, "Naturally someone will help you with your work" is true. What's going on? Pan Jinlian thought about it several times, but she couldn't figure it out. Nowadays, I can only take one step at a time.

After the hair sticks to water, it also begins to itch. Pan Jinlian opened her hair without hesitation and rubbed her scalp hard (harmoniously). She was suddenly curious about what was in the package thrown by Huang Hu, so she stretched out her arm out of the barrel and opened the package to look through it one by one.

In the package is a set of underwear, in addition to a comb, a large piece of clean cotton, which is obviously used to wipe the body. Pan Jinlian was happy and quickly took the comb and combed her hair in the water. When it was almost done, she coiled up her hair with a comb so that her hair would not fall off again, and then rubbed her body with both hands.

After scrubbing for a while, the bath water looked very cloudy. Obviously, she could no longer make herself cleaner in the bathtub. Pan Jinlian stood up and stepped out of the bathtub. The cold hit quickly, making her hot body shiver. Pan Jinlian grabbed the fast cotton cloth, tore it hard, and tore the cotton cloth into two pieces. Remove the comb from the hair, wrap the hair in a smaller piece of cotton cloth to dry the hair quickly, and then quickly dry the water droplets on your body with a large piece of cotton cloth.

She felt that the warmth was moving away and the cold was attacking. By the time the water was almost wiped, Pan Jinlian was already cold.

She took the underwear in the bag and unfolded it. Suddenly, Pan Jinlian was stunned.