After taking a comfortable hot bath, Naiwa found that the children who said that they were going to be treated as living sacrifices never mentioned this again.
I kept talking about how great the bathhouse in Xujiazhuang was, how fragrant the bean soap was, and how comfortable the towels were.
It changes so fast!
However, looking down at her slightly larger but brand new linen clothes without patches, Naiwa was also confused.
It didn't look like he was treating people as living sacrifices. Maybe he was young and had little knowledge, and he had never heard of living sacrifices requiring people to wear new clothes, and there were so many new clothes.
After walking out of the bathhouse, Naiwa's first thought was, is this how wealthy people live?
Even the bought slaves can have new clothes to wear. The Xu family is so rich!
Somehow, although the future was bleak, Naiwa secretly had a little expectation in his heart. He looked forward to being able to support himself and his sister here with his own hands.
"Brother!" The bald little Fu Bao ran over with a smile. She was also wearing a new linen clothes and a new pair of straw sandals.
The shoes were a bit big, but because they were brand new, the children who didn't even have shoes didn't find it objectionable, and they were very happy.
Fu Bao ran over excitedly just to see if his brother had the same new clothes and shoes as himself. When he saw that his brother was wearing the same clothes as himself, Fu Bao screamed with joy.
"Brother, you have them too, new ones, all new!" She suppressed her excitement and whispered to her brother.
Naiwa looked at Ma Guifang, who was about to step forward at the end of the girls' team, shook her head at her sister and pushed her back.
Fu Bao wisely put away his joyful smile and returned to the girls' team, but the shallow pear dimples at the corners of his mouth were revealed from time to time. His eyes looked at his sleeves and then at the straw sandals on his feet. His eyes were filled with inhibitions.
Unstoppable joy.
Judging from everyone's current mood, Naiwa has no doubt that even if the Xu family wants to sell them to a brothel, these silly girls will still help them count the money.
It’s so coaxing!
But then I thought about it, wasn't I also happy because I got new clothes and shoes?
On the other hand, a boy with the same surname who was slightly younger than him showed no sign of joy from beginning to end, and the vigilance in his eyes never let up.
He is different from them. Everyone is looking at the new clothes and shoes, and talking about the weird things in Xujiazhuang.
However, he never spoke, only looking around with his eyes open, as if he wanted to capture the information he wanted from the people and things around him.
In fact, Naiwa had already noticed this boy who was younger than herself. On the way here, this boy was one of the few in their group who could still wear a long gown to cover his body.
Thinking about it, before the flash flood, his family's situation should be much better than that of these children.
Maybe he was a young master from a wealthy family. With his thin arms and tender flesh, he would still stand out even if he was among the homeless.
Moreover, when the eldest son of the Xu family served dinner, he was always the first one to come forward to receive the meal. The eldest son of the Xu family even praised him, saying that he was a talented person who knew everything.
Naiwa scratched her head and was about to go talk to the boy when the person in charge came out.
All the children immediately became quiet.
Ma Guifang and Zheng Lai waved to these children and motioned for them to follow them.
Valley
So, Naiwa and his party followed the two stewards and followed the broad, smooth and solid road to the largest house in Zhuangzi.
Surrounded by red-brick bungalows, the quaint blue-brick and white-walled courtyard stands in the center of Zhuangzi like stars and the moon.
When looking at it from a distance, she already felt that this house was very grand. When she arrived in front of the yard, Naiwa immediately felt humble and insignificant.
The classical northern architecture has never held back its owner in terms of momentum.
In addition, there were the tribes standing on both sides of the door, holding weapons, tall and stern faces. These were civilians, and the furthest they had traveled was from Bingzhou to Youzhou with Xu Dalang. The children were too frightened to dare.
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Naiwa's eyes still couldn't help but want to glance at the weapons in the hands of the two warriors.
"Don't look around!" Zheng Lai shouted in a low voice. Naiwa felt that these words were directed at her, so she hurriedly lowered her eyes and stood still.
Zheng Lai and Ma Guifang looked at each other before crossing the threshold and leading the children in.
Ma Guifang had said before that she would bring them to see the master after taking a bath.
The youngest of the children is five years old. The changes and travels along the way have made them understand early on that they are no longer babies who are cared for by their parents and family.
They keenly observe everything around them, follow behind the older children, and follow what the older children do.
So, when the older children in front of them suddenly knelt down, they also staggered and knelt down imitating the older children.
However, just as they knelt down, they heard a faint voice saying:
"No need to kneel, stand up, raise your head and look at us!"
Fu Bao followed the team and stood up. When Yi Yan raised his head, he saw one big boy and three small boys standing in the pavilion in front of him.
The leader is a woman...with Ma Guifang's short hair in front. Children of Fu Bao's age already know that short hair does not necessarily mean that a man is a man, but may also be a woman.
Beside this woman, who also has very short hair, stood a man and two women.
The man is the eldest young master of the Xu family who brought them here. The two women behind him have never been seen before. One is wearing a very beautiful skirt and has an exquisite bun. She is the most beautiful young lady she has ever seen.
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However, Fu Bao has not seen many young ladies. No, to be precise, she has never seen a young lady.
I just feel that the lady in front of me is as beautiful as in the painting, so she must be the prettiest.
Looking further down, there is a girl about the same age as her. She is dressed very strangely. She wears a goose-yellow skirt that spreads out from the neck down like an umbrella. The collar and cuffs are made of white petals that are tightened, and the body is piled up.
The layers of folds are as fluffy as a cloud.
As the girl walked, the hem of her skirt fluttered... Fu Bao was stunned as he chased the green leaves embellished on the skirt.
"Brother said that you have the same nickname as me, so you are also called Youniang?" Xu Yue asked gently, standing in front of the bald girl who was staring at the embroidered leaves on her skirt in a daze.
But he was complaining in his heart that his sister insisted on wearing such weird clothes for him, and he looked a little awkward.
Naiwa, who was standing far away in the boys' team, was so nervous that her palms were sweating. He didn't know if the young lady with the same name who asked Xu Dalang to remind him to change his sister's name would do something terrible just because a slave had the same baby name as him.
