Chapter 33

Looking at the clothes in the laundry basin, the duer could not help but make complaints about it. Is this woman octopus? Eight clothes a day?

Why so much! When I left the day before yesterday, I had just finished washing my clothes. I just left for more than a day and saved so much.

The duckweed did not speak, and continued to wash clothes as if nothing had happened. In fact, her little hands did not exert any force at all, just pretending.

The clothes of these two vampires are not dirty at all. According to Du Cao's mind, they just want to upset themselves, and they really make her a servant? Hum, in that case, how can it be said that there is no commission?

"Little thing, it's your turn." Listening to the footsteps behind him, Du Cao turned his head. As expected, there was no one behind him. Then he took out the humble green pineapple from his feet.

I don't know. I thought there was a weed under the girl's feet.

Tick! The green juice slid into the washing basin along the roots of the green pineapple, drop by drop, but failed to dye the clear well water in the washing basin green. Du Cao smelled the thin, slightly pungent smell, and slowly raised his lips. It was quite like a little devil who had done bad things and was still very happy in his heart, but it made life not disgusted.

Until the last drop of juice is squeezed clean by Du grass, some withered green pineapples are put into the weeds nearby. It can also be regarded as waste recycling, and it can be used as nourishment for other plants.

WOW!

After a while, the duckweed soaked a lot of clothes in the water and washed them. He twisted them randomly and put them on the small bamboo shelf next to him. One by one, it was not easy to dry.

If it is not deep winter, it is likely to get moldy, but it has nothing to do with her. After all, what can a ten-year-old understand? The cunning and coldness on the small face are obvious.

The sun with three poles in the sun emits a little bit of temperature, which is not as hot as the summer sun, but it also brings a little bit of warmth, which makes the little hand of Du Cao, which is a little red and frozen, also pick up some temperature.

The moisture of clothes on the bamboo pole also evaporated slowly with the passage of time.

"Xiaomo? What's the matter with you? I'll go. You're not poisoned, are you As soon as Du Cao entered the door, he saw a pool of dark red blood on the floor tiles in the house. He quickly approached the house and looked at the young man panting by the bed.

At the moment, Ji Shumo's pretty face is a little bit bloody, but it is still weak.

"No

After taking a look at Ji Lyric ink, Du Cao makes sure that he is OK and is about to turn around to clean up the blood stains in the house. Then he hears a strong husky voice coming from the magnetic field. Although it's just a word, it's enough to shock Du Cao.

He... Can talk?

"Aren't you dumb? Oh, it's bad things that make people poison. " However, after a look at the black blood on the ground, Du Cao also understood a general idea.

But in the heart of doubt, in the end is what deep hatred, can let a person to such a teenager hand?

There is no other reason, either Ji Shumo should not listen to, or his life mystery, but it has nothing to do with himself.

She doesn't want to get involved in these disputes. Next, she just needs to save money to make a fortune, take her grandmother away, and then live with brother cypress all the time. She has nothing else to ask for.

After listening to what Du Cao said, Ji Shumo frowned, but because he had just discharged the toxins from his body, he was still very weak. He ignored Du Cao and fell asleep on Du Cao's little bed.

"What evil have I done, my God!" Du Cao looked at the blood in front of him and could not help looking at the sky.

This is the legend of serving the old, serving the small, right?

After I make complaints about the sentence, I still pick up the hard brush in the corner, pour some water on the floor, and rub my little hand hard.

After Du Cao cleaned everything up, he turned around and found that the boy had entered deep sleep.

Slowly hook lips, did not disturb, came forward to Ji Lyric ink covered with his small quilt, closed the door to go out.

And to see how grandma is.

Two days later.

"Daqiang, hurry up. It's said that there's a new cloth seller today. Let's hurry up. Maybe we can have a look." Sun Guixiang has now put on the bronze mirror in the room, and is urging Du Daqiang, who is reluctant to leave behind.

However, sun Guixiang was very happy. She was already in poor living conditions. If she didn't buy some beautiful clothes for herself, how could she survive?

"I know. I know. I don't know." Du Daqiang glanced at Sun Guixiang, who was a little excited. He was not very happy because he had to spend money again. Which fair should not spend money?It's hard for my family to save some money and buy cloth for this woman. What's the use of buying so many clothes? Look at the women in the village who have so many clothes that they can't eat.

However, sun Guixiang could not be provoked, so he had to go with her.

"Duckweed! I'll go shopping with your father. You can cook quickly. " Du Cao was holding a small stool and burning firewood in the kitchen, preparing to make some light food for grandma today. Then he heard sun Guixiang's cry at the door.

As soon as the slender willow eyebrows wrinkled, she turned her head and saw sun Guixiang who had already put on the clothes she had washed that day.

Moist red lips slightly raised, it seems that today there is a lively to see, Du grass did not answer, continue to burn in front of the stove.

Since grandma drank the soup made by Shencao, she is much better. It seems that the root of the disease has been removed. As long as she takes good care of herself, there should be no big problem.

"The spring breeze of reform is blowing all over the ground, and the Chinese people are really striving for success..." after listening to sun Guixiang and her husband slamming the gate of the yard, Du Cao felt comfortable.

Pouting his little mouth, reflecting the light of the fire, humming a cheerful tune in front of the stove. The two of them left, leaving only himself and grandma in the house. Of course, they were happy.

Oh, and Ji Shumo.

"Daqiang, look at the fabric. It looks good." Du Daqiang shrunk his sleeves and followed sun Guixiang. Anyway, all the silver was with her. She came here to carry things. Sun Guixiang was sure to see today's new stall at a glance. Looking at the cloth on the stall, her eyes were almost straight. She had never seen such beautiful cloth before!

I saw sun Guixiang come forward, reluctantly touching the light orange cloud pattern Luomian cloth in front of me. I really like it.

"Ouch, madam, you have a good eye. It's the most popular one in the city this year. Princes and nobles love to wear it." Naturally, the owner of the stall was able to see. Naturally, he saw that sun Guixiang liked the cloth very much and boasted about it.

"Seriously? I can't imagine that people in the city also like to wear them. It seems that they have a good eye. " Sun Guixiang is usually used to vanity. She likes to be flattered by others. When she heard that the boss was so good at talking before meeting, she was elated.