Chapter 1793

Yan Meier is jealous that Bai Qingman Mingming has nothing to sit on, but Duan Zhengyang talks about it like this, and she clearly has a heart for Duan Zhengyang, and even has the intention to betray the evil cult for him, but he ignores her love.

Therefore, the jealous Yan Meier directly asks someone to rape and kill Bai Qingman, because the rape and murder of Bai Qingman has shocked the people in the house. Yan Meier's people simply don't do it and kill all the people in Bai Qingman's family.

If Bai Qingman knew that she would kill someone if she saved him, she would definitely turn around and leave at the first sight of Duan Zhengyang. It's just a pity that there is no if.

Bai Qingman felt that she was wronged. She saved Duan Zhengyang with the idea that saving people's life is better than building a seven level floating butcher. As a result, the good man didn't get a good reward, but was killed by the whole family. If she can say dirty words, Bai Qingman's heart is like a dog.

Bai Qingman was sixteen years old when she died. At this age, she should have listened to her parents' orders to marry one or two people, have both children and live a happy life, but who knows that she suffered a terrible disaster and died in peace.

Because she has been raised in her boudoir by her parents, Bai Qingman's temperament is extraordinarily simple, and her requirements are naturally extraordinarily simple. She wants to find out why the woman killed her. If she can, she hopes Jiujiu can save her family.

When Jiujiu opened her eyes, she was lying on the soft big bed, with pink curtains and light incense on her nose. Jiujiu opened her eyes and had been waiting for the servant girl to pick up Jiujiu and start dressing for Jiujiu.

Nine and a half narrowed their eyes and enjoyed the servant girl's service. After washing, they sat at the table and began to eat.

Bai Qingman, the daughter of the Bai family, is very exquisite in terms of food and clothing. Even if the Bai family is only a small landlord, it is not inferior to those large families.

There are several exquisite dishes and cakes for breakfast, and the cook's skills are good.

After Jiujiu finished his meal, the servants quickly took down the things on the table and brought up the already prepared fruit.

Jiujiu picked up a grape, peeled it slowly with her fingers, stuffed the grape into her mouth, and felt the sweetness of the grape juice. It was really a pleasant day.

Just when Jiujiu was ready to eat and drink enough and go to sleep for a while, the servant girl standing next to her came to Jiujiu's ear and whispered, "Miss, you saved the beggar yesterday."

Suddenly I heard the servant girl say she saved the beggar. After being stunned, Jiujiu blinked. After thinking for a long time, she thought that the beggar the servant girl said was Duan Zhengyang.

Oh, now Duan Zhengyang is not called Duan Zhengyang. His name is er Gouzi.

Duan Zhengyang's mother got puerperal wind after giving birth to him. She went there a few days after giving birth to Duan Zhengyang. His father pulled him up to four years old with excrement and urine. When he went to pick herbs in the mountain to pay back the money, he met wild animals. When he was found, half of his face was eaten away by wild animals.

Duan Zhengyang was born with his mother gone and his four-year-old father gone. People in the village said that Duan Zhengyang ordered him to kill his parents. Therefore, they directly gave Duan Zhengyang a cheap name like Er Gouzi in an attempt to suppress Duan Zhengyang's evil spirit.

Probably because the name Er Gouzi was mean enough. Duan Zhengyang lived to be eight years old without any trouble until the famine.

Jiujiu didn't expect that Duan Zhengyang had been rescued by Bai Qingman when she came.

When Bai Qingman knew that Duan Zhengyang woke up, he went to see Duan Zhengyang once, but only once, he directly made Duan Zhengyang like her, so that he finally killed himself.

Jiujiu is not afraid to die. After all, in this world, she really doesn't believe that someone's martial arts will be higher than her. She's not afraid to die. Jiujiu is mainly afraid of trouble. After all, Duan Zhengyang's dead father, dead mother, dead family and the setting of first love being killed. It seems that it's the hero.

What is a hero? A hero is a person who must have an ill fated life, and the people around him will work hard to understand the philosophy of life, then fully understand it, and finally reach the peak of life.

For such people, Jiujiu said that society can't afford to provoke.

Jiujiu didn't want to see Duan Zhengyang so that she wouldn't be missed. She directly said to the little servant girl, "it's just a little effort. Since the childe woke up, you'll let someone take care of him. If he wants to leave, help him prepare his money and let him go."

As soon as Jiujiu's voice fell, a slightly immature male voice came from outside the house: "Miss's help is unforgettable."

As soon as Jiujiu lowered his head, he saw a pair of bright eyes and Duan Zhengyang's almost obsessed eyes.

Jiu Jiu: "

Mom sold the batch. I knew Duan Zhengyang would come. She wouldn't have said that just now.

Jiujiu looks down at Duan Zhengyang, and Duan Zhengyang looks up at Jiujiu.

Although Duan Zhengyang is now eight years old, he has a full meal because of perennial hunger, and this time he hasn't entered the water and rice. The whole person looks very thin and small. He doesn't look like an eight year old child. Compared with five or six year old children, he is as weak as a chicken.

Duan Zhengyang's small face was tanned by the sun, and the skin on both sides of his cheek was close to the bone because there was no meat. His small mouth was tight, and his idle black eyes were big and bright.

At the moment, those bright eyes stared at Jiujiu for a moment. After Jiujiu looked at it, his eyes were as bright as a small light bulb.

Jiu Jiu: "

, don't think about it. The future Wulin alliance leader, er Gouzi, has begun to secretly love himself.

Jiujiu rubbed his forehead with some headache, looked at Duan Zhengyang's thin and dark face, pursed his lips and said, "where can I go, childe?"

When Jiujiu asked if he had a place to go, Duan Zhengyang's bright eyes dimmed in an instant, and he said in his throat, "Miss Hui, the villain's parents have long died, and the villain has nowhere to go."

Jiujiu looked at Duan Zhengyang's dark face and didn't have the heart to send him out. She thought: "Since you have nowhere to go, if you don't dislike it, come to me and be a little boy. In addition to having enough to eat, you still have two dollars a month to take. Don't worry, the servants of our house sign living deeds. If you want to leave, just say to the housekeeper."

As soon as Jiujiu's voice fell, Duan Zhengyang nodded hurriedly, indicating that he was willing to be a little boy in Jiujiu's house.

Seeing Duan Zhengyang nodding hurriedly, Jiujiu smiled and ordered the housekeeper to stay and wash Duan Zhengyang.