Chapter 117 The Wind and Chill of the Northern Kingdom Part 3
When he woke up, he was already in Zhao Laoer's slave house. Zhao Laoer said that his father sold him, so he knew that he had been tricked by his second uncle again. The second uncle sold him and his sister
Already.
The eldest son didn't know where his sister was sold. He was still very angry at the beginning. He cried, screamed, ran, and jumped. He said that he was not a slave, and that person was not his father. However, in exchange for this,
They were all just severe beatings.
Until he saw Sister Penghao, he was still covered in whip wounds.
Penghao and her little eldest son hugged each other and listened to him cry. Penghao just patted his back comfortingly. When Penghao faced the little eldest son's questions, she didn't say anything, just smiled lightly.
The slave girl also woke up. The three of them talked quietly. When they talked about it, they realized that the slave girl was also a miserable person.
The three of them are all hard-working slaves, and they are of the same age. They are also speculative.
According to their age, they became brothers and sisters with different surnames.
Basil sixteen, the largest.
The little slave girl's name is Kuju, fifteen, second.
The eldest son is the youngest. He is the third child.
The three of them talked for half the night, then huddled together and fell asleep. It was a night full of cold stars.
Under the leadership of Zhao Laosan, they quickly left the border of Qi State and arrived at the border of Yan State. This group of slaves had been walking for more than ten days from Qi State to here.
Three thousand slaves came here, and more than half of them died of illness. The rest were barely holding on.
Fortunately, Penghao has Kuji and her eldest son to take care of her, and she also has a horse. Otherwise, her thin body would not be able to survive until this time. Penghao has been there for more than a month and has no chance to wash herself properly.
The medicine on her body was from last month. She secretly used a piece of cloth dipped in water to wipe her body. The effect was not very good, and some parts of her face had changed color.
A few touches of delicate white hair were exposed. She was afraid. That night, she saw everyone sitting by the fire, and the slave traders were also roasting and singing by the fire, so she slowly walked to the water bottle alone.
While she was getting water to clean herself, she accidentally bumped something. A slave trader saw her and waved to her to bring two sticks of firewood to put on the fire.
The eldest son and Kujie had already noticed her. Seeing this, the eldest son came over and put branches on the fire. Kujie also came up to help the eldest son blow the fire.
At this time, a drunk slave trader came over, took Penghao's hand, touched it, and said with a smile,
"I really can't tell. This little girl is dark and ugly, but her little hands are nice, thin and soft. Come on, let me see if my body is also thin and soft."
As the slave trader spoke, he tore off Baeng Hao's shirt with one hand.
"Uncle, please spare her."
Kuju rushed forward and hugged one of the slave trader's arms.
"Damn it." The slave trader kicked her away.
The eldest son also threw down the firewood and rushed forward.
"I can't see that this ugly girl has a sweetheart. You kid, please mind your own business."
"She is my sister."
"I'm still your brother-in-law. Your boy has awakened early."
"Let her go. If you need anything, come to me and I'll do it for her."
"Good boy, come on, let us see how capable you are."
Several slave traders came around. The slave trader who caught Penghao's arm also let Penghao go. He didn't have much interest in playing with this ugly girl with a big belly. This time, this kid took the initiative to cause trouble, ha, this
It's going to be fun. Boy, I'll see if I don't kill you."
Several slave traders surrounded the eldest son. Two of them pulled him under a tree and tied him with chains. Another one came over with a whip and whipped him randomly. They were just looking for fun.
, just watch these slaves cry and scream, and that's it.
However, what they didn't expect was that the eldest son didn't cry or scream. He just kept his mouth shut. The dealer with the whip made his hands soft after beating him, and he didn't say a word.
"Little eldest son, little eldest son..."
Penghao cried and rushed to hug the slave trader who was looking for trouble.