Fortunately, she was just sent to a Taoist temple.
It was already evening when the camel sedan arrived at the Taoist temple.
It was quite quiet inside the Taoist temple, and I guess it was already past bedtime.
Xia Xiaodong was crammed into a room without even an oil lamp.
Although Xia Xiaodong had a lot of confusion in his heart, he was so exhausted after being tossed about by the bumpy camel sedan for most of the day that he could only use the moonlight to touch the bed and sleep randomly all night.
Awakened by some movement in the morning, Xia Xiaodong drowsily opened his eyes and moved his body.
He felt that his whole body was sore and unbearable.
He reluctantly got up from the squat and found that the sky was only bright and it was about five o'clock in the morning. look like.
I haven't gotten up so early for a long time.
Xia Xiaodong looked out the window at the misty morning light, and his nose suddenly became sore.
I don’t know what happened to my parents.
The days of fighting wits with my mother to stay in bed in the morning are gone forever.
"Now that you're up, hurry up and go get some water to wash your face and start working.
Do you still want me to serve you?"
Just when he was thinking of his mother, a rough voice from a woman who called herself my mother rang in her ears, startling Xia Xiaodong.
Damn, there's someone else in this room Xia Xiaodong looked up, wow, a lion's nose, a bronze face, a big mouth and small eyes, isn't this like a flower?
Her flowery little eyes were wide and round, and she was also looking at Xia Xiaodong.
"Sister, what's your surname?"
Xia Xiaodong managed to force out a smile.
It takes strong nerves to be able to smile in front of Ruhua.
No matter what, come on, try to live.
"My surname is Wang, and my name is Fat Ya."
Fat Ya girl moved her fat body and said loudly.
"Miss Wang," Xia Xiaodong's smile could no longer be maintained, "Here is there, you just said, uh, you still have to work."
"What did you do?"
Fatty didn't answer Xia Xiaodong's question.
Instead, she looked left and right with interest and studied it unscrupulously: "It was delivered here in the middle of the night last night.
In such a hurry, she probably wanted to trick the master.
The bed must have been kicked out by the eldest wife."
"Tsk, tsk," Fatty said, moving closer, "Your eldest wife is not as fierce as the one who lives here.
She was stripped of her clothes by the young mistress and beat her up hard before she was thrown out.
She nursed her wounds for several days.
Okay."
Seeing Fat Ya's eyes peeping straight into the collar, with an expression that wouldn't stop until she found the scars from the beating, Xia Xiaodong got goosebumps all over the floor.
She quickly stretched out her hand to pull the clothes smoother, and stammered: "My hair is all asleep."
Take it easy, is there anything to comb your hair here?"
He said while walking around the room.
The furnishings of the room are quite simple.
Apart from the bed, there is only a table and a low cabinet that can both hold things and serve as a stool.
There is a clean room next to it.
Xia Xiaodong looked at the door of the clean room and finally understood where Fat Ya was coming from.
The clean room has doors on both sides and is shared by the two rooms on the left and right.
There is a curtain in the middle, which can be closed for convenience or bathing.
In the outer room separated by a curtain, there is a table that can barely be called a dressing table because there is a dim bronze mirror on it.
Xia Xiaodong leaned over and took a photo, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
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Although you can't see the details clearly, you can still see the big picture.
Her face looks like that of a teenage girl, but after all, it is still her own and she has not turned into someone else.
Fat Ya followed over and when she saw Xia Xiaodong touching her face nervously, she couldn't help curling her lips and sneered: "There are all women here, and we see at most one and a half men every month.
You have such a white face."
It won’t be used for a long time.”
He said it was useless, but the sour tone clearly meant something else.
Xia Xiaodong couldn't understand it for a moment and just asked: "Why are there all women here?"
"This is Xian Yi Guan."
Fat Ya picked up a comb with broken teeth on the dressing table, neatly combed herself into a double-ringed bun, and said coldly: "Of course there are only women in Taoism and Guan.
Those who have made mistakes at home, those who are too sick to support themselves, those who are old and have no place to go, are all sent here."
Xia Xiaodong looked at Fat Ya and wanted to know which category she belonged to.
Fat Ya seemed to know what Xia Xiaodong was thinking, and continued: "I fought with my cousin before and scratched her face."
Fat Ya's tone was understated, but deliberately cruel.
When she talked about scratching flowers, she even glanced at Xia Xiaodong's face.
Is this threatening me?
Xia Xiaodong turned his head in confusion and tried to find another comb on the dressing table.
Sister, you are so scared.
I am afraid that ten of you, a fat girl like you, can beat you to the ground.
Fat Ya's thoughts had already drifted away, and she suddenly asked in a confused manner: "Have you seen Ning Junwu before?"
Then he asked himself and answered: "I don't think you have ever seen such a fairy-like figure."
Seeing her silence and look of fascination, Xia Xiaodong guessed that the scratch that Fat Ya had on his cousin's face probably had something to do with Mr.
Ning.
Xia Xiaodong really has no interest in getting to know the person who makes Fat Ya jealous.
There was only one comb, and Xia Xiaodong didn't want to take it from Fat Ya, so he had to use his hand as a comb to pull up his hair again.
Fortunately, her hair is only slightly longer than her shoulder blades and is not too long.
It is easy to pull it into a bun and looks neat.
Fat Ya was in a daze for a while, then thought of business.
Seeing that just saying no to practicing was not effective, he simply took two steps, stood in front of Xia Xiaodong, and said angrily: "What valuable thing did you bring over here and hand it over?"
This means to steal openly Xia Xiaodong shook his head: "See for yourself, there is nothing."
The summer shirt is thin and it is obvious at a glance.
Fat Ya's eyes froze.
Alas, apart from good looks, this guy really has nothing else to look at.
His head was bare, he didn't even have a purse on his body, and there was no need to lift any luggage.
"When you get the monthly silver, give me half of it."
If you don't have spot money, then go for futures.
Fat Ya booked Xia Xiaodong's future income angrily.
"And Yue Yin."
Xia Xiaodong's eyes lit up.
As for whether to give it or not, let Fatty dream first.
"Even if you are the last one, you still have five hundred dollars."
After putting aside the thought of getting immediate benefits, Fat Ya's attitude became a little better: "On the fifth day of every month, Mr.
Qian will come over to distribute the money.
Then I will I’ll take you to get it.”
Xia Xiaodong was about to find out who Mr.
Qian was when he heard a knock on the door.
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The sound was a bit far away.
After listening carefully, it turned out that it was the door of Fat Ya's room on the other side of the clean room being knocked.
"Oops!"
Fatty glared at Xia Xiaodong: "It's all you, now you're late to work":