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Chapter 78 What is more terrible than the separation of flesh and blood is poverty

Life will always go on, and adapting to the environment is almost human instinct. Even if the Wang Gang is reluctant, they are slowly accepting the fact that they have become Ye An's manager.

For him, Ye An has his own opinion. At least he is an honest person who can do right. Of course, he is also quite sophisticated in the ways of the world. Such a person is naturally capable, but not outstanding. If he was outstanding, he would not be in the Wang family.

Zhuang continued to be the steward.

The so-called talents are those who can stand out wherever they go, unless they are deliberately hidden...

The night in this era is very charming. Ye An has been deeply attracted by the night here since he first came to Song Dynasty.

The light in the city is not good enough to affect the sky, so the blackness of the night sky is purer. Countless stars are shining in the darkness of the void, like gems inlaid on black silk.

The deep and charming night sky magnifies infinitely, but people become infinitely small. It is easy to lose yourself and fall asleep under such a night sky...

In the quiet Wangjiazhuang, there was a figure walking forward in the dark night, clinging to the dry land like a reptile touching the edge of the granary.

Huh, huh, a faint snore came, and Zhan'er let out a long sigh of relief. The little Taoist priest must have fallen asleep. He took out a thin knife from his sleeve, carefully inserted it into the crack of the door, and opened it with a slight lift.

of latch.

She had suppressed the "squeaking" sound when the door opened to a minimum, but she was still frightened.

After the small door was opened a gap, Zhan'er ducked in. The granary was very large, and there was also a side room. This was originally the place where the night watchman lived, but now it is Ye An's room, where Xuan Chengzi and the Wang Gang all live.

Elsewhere, the reason is simple: Ye An doesn't like living in the same room with others.

Looking at the mountains of food in front of him, Zhan'er spat bitterly: "Jackal!"

Standing on tiptoes, he approached the side room, raised the curtain and stretched his head to see the young man sleeping soundly with Mrs. Zhu in his arms. The grain stored in the granary was constantly emitting heat, making the temperature here slightly higher. The tip of Zhan'er's nose had already appeared.

There were beads of sweat, and his forehead was even covered with sweat.

Fortunately, this boy slept like a dead pig, and the way he held Mrs. Zhu was even more obscene. With Mrs. Zhu between his legs, his posture was disgusting and disgusting!

Pop...the sound of a snot bubble bursting frightened Zhan'er, and he suddenly looked back. The boy was still sleeping soundly on the bed, muttering something unknown.

He quickly took out the paper bag in his arms, poured the powder inside into the clay pot on the table and shook it gently. Zhan'er had done this many times skillfully and without making any sound.

After placing the pottery pot on the wooden table, Zhan'er turned around and left the small door, but bumped into a strong chest. She hated men very much, and after smelling the man's unique smell, she unconsciously let out a cry like a little beast.

screams...

In the darkness, she only saw a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes that left no place to hide!

"You're leaving now? You really have no sympathy! You killed those unlucky guys too? It's just that I have no enmity with you, why do you want to kill me? Oh! By the way, you hate men,

Especially the man who touched you...but...I never fucking touched you!"

Seeing Zhan'er who was constantly patting her clothes in panic and hugging her shoulders tightly, Ye An was sure that she had an almost abnormal mental illness. This was a morbid condition that should be related to her early experiences, but it could not be the reason for her murder.

reason.

There was silence for a long time, Zhan'er didn't speak, and Ye An didn't make any move. He just looked at her coldly. It was really unimaginable that Zeng, an honest and kind woman, would actually do something to harm people's lives.

"You stinky men should all die!"

Zhan'er finally spoke, but her voice shocked Ye An. It was too sweet, and the trembling and angry voice in the dark still made people want to moan in comfort.

Ye An touched his nose inexplicably, reached out and picked up the fire stick from the side and lit the oil lamp. When there was movement behind him, he kicked it out without hesitation.

Zhan'er felt a sharp pain in her stomach, and then the world turned upside down, and she fell to the ground with a somersault, but even so she remained silent, only her grunting and posture made me feel pity for him.

"You are really a thief! How can Qingben Qingmei be a thief? Oh, by the way, you are sick! But do you know what will happen to you if you reveal your identity? Let me help you imagine the future, like

For a woman like you, I think the best way is to let the officials sell you to Xiao Tianshui Lane in Tokyo City. There are many secret doors there, and there are people who are hungry for carnal pleasure every day. These men are full of

The stinky smell of sweat and oil stains, I come here every day…………”

The woman on the ground was already trembling so much that she was so frightened by Ye An that she almost pulled over. He picked up the oil lamp and walked in. He saw that she had clear facial features and a beautiful appearance, but her face seemed to be coated with a layer of yellow wax, making her look more plain.

There is a layer of wrinkles under the ears.

He reached out and tore off a layer of film on her face. Only one piece was torn off, but the pure white skin was revealed.

With his hands waving in panic, Ye An withdrew his hand and looked at the film on his hand: "Oh! You still have a facial mask! Life is exquisite enough... Zizizzi, eh!? It hurts, let go! I won't let go if you don't.

You’re welcome!”

Zhan'er bit Ye An's left hand with her teeth, staring into his own eyes with bloodshot eyes. Ye An was startled by her crazy and beast-like appearance.

He reached out and pinched her chin, and pulled it down hard. The woman then weakly let go, but the light of the knife lit up at this moment. At some point, Zhan'er had already taken out the thin knife from his sleeve, and suddenly pointed at Ye An.

Poke it away.

Hastily, he reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife, but his hand was still cut open by the end of the knife. The blood made Ye An calmer and his hand became stronger.

Ding dong... the knife fell to the ground, and the woman fell down, but her eyes were still staring at Ye An coldly.

"I just want to know why? Your three uncles are innocent, what good will it do to you to kill them? Do you just don't want them to touch you?"

"Do you know why they all died before getting married? Because I am the maid of the bridegroom. Before marrying the young lady, I have to go to the bridegroom to warm up my future husband!"

"You are not a slave! You are just a maid. Leave as soon as you are satisfied!"

When Ying Niang looked at him like a fool, Ye An knew that she was sold to the Wang family and that she was different from those indentured servants.

"I was sold to Mingyue Tower by my uncle when I was six years old. He was so happy for just three guan of money, but he actually spent a whole guan of money and only gave my parents two guan of money to pay off the debt!"

Ye An really couldn't imagine what kind of parents could actually buy their biological daughter for just a few dollars. Poverty actually makes people lose their humanity. In later generations, people hate human traffickers, but in this era, parents are willing to be personal traffickers, and

Zhan'er didn't hate his parents, but he hated his uncle for not giving him enough money...

"How did you get to the Wang family?"

Ye An gradually became curious about this woman. What did she go through to become what she is today?

"I cut off three of Mrs. Ya's fingers and forced her to turn my body deed into a living deed. Before leaving, I also cut off her tongue and chopped off both of her hands, but she still made a fool of me.
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