It is said that Miss Hu has a big temper, but now she is.
The little servant girl trembled and said, "Miss, the host told me to take this meal, and she said that in the past two days, miss has only one meal."
Hu Yinyin gritted her teeth. My mother made up her mind to fight against her this time. But how could she ever suffer from such hardships? She had no worries about food and clothing since she was a child. How could she bear such grievances? She didn't know how cruel mother was to be able to treat her like this?
"You little servant girl, your name is Zhu Zhu. You call Zhu Zhu over and ask her to give me something to eat." In front of this small servant girl, obviously did not distinguish the situation, if bead that servant girl is in, will certainly make some delicious food for oneself to come over.
"Miss, Zhuzhu, she has been dragged out by her master and killed by her staff!" Little servant girl red eye circle way.
Dead, dead, Hu Yinyin didn't expect that her mother was so cruel this time. She finally met such a obedient servant girl.
"Miss, I'll go first“ The little servant girl trembled and seemed unwilling to stay in the room for a moment.
Facing the closed Chaifang door, Hu Yinyin screamed hysterically: "am I a leper? Why, why do you all hate me so much! Why
In his stomach, there was a gurgling sound. Hu Yinyin, who had never been hungry for so long, had no strength for a long time.
But she's not a dog. Isn't the rice and potato silk that their dogs usually eat?
"I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat." Hu Yinyin covers her stomach and lies down on the ground. When she curls up, she can feel less hungry. Occasionally, she sees the wound on her hand, and her tears blur her eyes: "mother, how can you be so cruel? Do you know that this hand is also the face of her daughter's family. My hand is so deeply injured that I must leave scars in the future. I can ask Ziyan to see it, How can he accept me! "
Hu Yinyin doesn't know when he fell asleep. He only knows that when he wakes up again, it's already late at night.
She was so hungry that she could hardly cry out, and she knew that no matter how she cried, no one would take care of her this time.
She suddenly missed Ling Xingluo. He was the only one who really loved her. As long as he called him Dad, he would do anything for himself, so that he would not suffer so much. But she was the daughter of her mother. How could she not be as good as Ling Xingluo?
Is her life really nothing in my mother's eyes?
The more Hu Yinyin thinks about it, the more aggrieved she is. The more she thinks about it, the more she hates it. If she can go out alive this time, she will never call that woman again, because she doesn't deserve it.
Hungry really can't, but she is still alive, she is still waiting for one day to be able to marry Ziyan brother, otherwise she suffered, even in vain.
Hu Yinyin sits up and climbs toward the white rice on the ground.
She reached for a clean piece from the ground and put it in her mouth.
When did Hu Yinyin suffer from such grievances!
Today's grievances, she will never forget in her life, who let her be wronged, she will get back, even her mother is no exception.
Hu Yinyin spent seven days in the Chaifang. She counted the days in the Chaifang every day.
When she came out of the woodshed on the seventh day, her clothes and body smelled.
She hated herself, because she knew that no one in the world loved her any more.
Hu Yinyin, who came out of the Chaifang, didn't cry. Instead, he was quiet, which made hu man feel more distressed.
Let the servant girl with Hu Yinyin for its bath, hu man personally for its comb.
"Yinyin, don't blame Niang for her ruthlessness. She does it for the sake of sharpening your temperament. You are so headstrong. How can the heavy responsibilities of the Hu family be handed over to you?" Hu man accidentally caught a glimpse of the wound on Hu Yinyin's hand, and his nose became sour: "Yinyin, you can cry if you want. My mother knows that you are hurt, and you are wronged."
Hu Yinyin turns her head and takes a cold look at Hu man. Her family and grievances are not worth mentioning for a long time. Now she lives to marry her brother Ziyan and revenge on all the people who have wronged her before.
I know that Yinyin hates herself because of this event, but Hu man has no way. Now who understands the pain in her heart? All she does now is for the sake of the Hu family and Yinyin. Now she can only make up for her with the future, so that Yinyin can hate herself less.
Three days later, Qian Jubao, who got the letter from the Hu family, arrived in Wenxing county.
Suffering from the loss of bao'er, Qian Jubao held a funeral for him.
Although he knew that bao'er's death had something to do with the Hu family, Qian Jubao didn't dare to act rashly.
On that day, the servants who followed Baoyin to the Hu family and their housekeeper all died one by one. It can be seen how terrible the influence of the Hu family is. Now Baoyin is in their hands again. Qian Jubao has to suppress this matter because he cares about Qian Baoyin's life.
On the other hand, Qian Baoer was said to have fallen into the water and died, while Qian Baoyin was too sad and fell ill in bed.
Qian Jubao, who was hit like this, became seriously ill after his funeral.
He lay in bed and fell asleep all day. When he was awake, what he thought most was gold and silver. What evil did he do in his last life? Why did God punish his children for suffering like this.
For Duojin, he is a man with white hair who gives away black hair, while for Baoyin, he is watching her give birth to a son who doesn't know who, and marry a man he doesn't like. He is depressed all day. In this life, he is really sorry for his children.
So thinking, Qian Jubao's tears fell down unconsciously.
Hearing the sound of pushing the door outside, Qian Jubao saw a man coming in.
Money treasure consumption consumption God, this just see the person is money's servant girl solution.
Jieyu put down the medicine in his hand and looked at Qian Jubao lying on the bed with a slightly sad look: "master, you are very ill now. The doctor said that you should take good care of yourself. Don't be too sad, otherwise you will worry about your life“
Hearing Jieyu's words, Qian Jubao's tears kept on staying. How could he not be sad now? If he really can't get sick this time, it's also his life.
"Master, come on, I'll give you some medicine." Jieyu strenuously picked up Qian Jubao and drank medicine carefully for him.
After feeding Qian Jubao, Jieyu seems to have no intention of leaving.
She locked the door from the inside, and the money on the bed gathered treasure. I don't know what she meant?