For the old nun, there is no difference between those girls she raises and raising pigs and sheep. If you have to make a difference, the difference should be that the price of girls will be higher.
Moreover, through Jiujiu's observation, most of the people who bought those girls from the old nun were dignitaries and dignitaries, and one of the girls named Yingge was sold to the local magistrate by her.
Moreover, listening to the conversation between the old nun and the magistrate, it seems that she wants to give herself to a prince in exchange for a better future.
Jiujiu knew that it was impossible for all places to be bright in the sun, but a nunnery under the banner of raising an orphan girl was so dark that it was really chilling.
Probably because she wanted to give Jiu Jiu to the Lord, the old nun was spoiled by Jiu Jiu.
When other girls are satisfied with their cotton quilts, Jiujiu is covered with a thin duck down quilt, and the food is extremely fine. Even the powder and mouth fat used on her face seem to have been bought at a high price from other places.
From this, we can imagine how much the old nun and the magistrate want to please the so-called prince.
Jiujiu lay in bed, looking at the pink mosquito net on her head, and felt that she had to leave as soon as possible.
The day after Jiujiu wanted to leave.
Qingfeng's master, the host of the temple next door, passed away.
In fact, when she adopted Qingfeng, master Qingfeng's health was not very good. In recent years, she has been holding on with one breath, but Jiujiu didn't expect that he would die so soon.
Maybe it's because Qingfeng has always refused Jiujiu's request to marry her. The old nun has seen it more often and doesn't bother to take care of Jiujiu to find the little monk. At the moment, the little monk's master has died. She even hypocritically took several liang of silver for Jiujiu to give to Qingfeng, so that Qingfeng can have money to help Laohe shangcao with his funeral.
The old monk was very stingy during his life. After his death, he asked Qingfeng to bury all his silver money. The two silver given by the old nun hypocritically to the blind cat who met the dead mouse just solved Qingfeng's urgent need.
After Qingfeng tied the old monk to do the funeral, the cook who was responsible for cooking died. No one paid for himself and packed up and left. Qingfeng was left alone in such a large temple.
Qingfeng sat on the stone bench, looked at Jiujiu sitting opposite him, as beautiful as hibiscus, and said, "Jiujiu, I'm leaving here tomorrow."
"Leave, where are you going?"
"Before my master died, he asked me to go to the capital to find my biological parents."
Qingfeng finished and took out a jade pendant from his arms.
At the moment of seeing the jade pendant, Jiujiu's pupil shrank suddenly. She directly reached out and grabbed the jade pendant, quickly stuffed it into her sleeve, smiled and said to the ignorant breeze, "anyway, you want to marry me in the future. This should be used as a token of love for me."
Qingfeng reaches out to grab the jade pendant back, but he is embarrassed to touch Jiujiu's body. He can only sit in place with a red face and worry.
Looking at Qingfeng's red cheeks, Jiujiu hehe smiled and said while playing with his fingers, "I've heard that if I marry a chicken, I'll marry a dog. Since I'll marry you sooner or later, I'll go to the capital with you."
Qingfeng told Jiujiu that he was going to the capital. He just wanted to say goodbye to Jiujiu. At the moment, hearing Jiujiu said he was going to the capital with him, he quickly waved his hand and said, "it's a long way to go. It's very hard to eat and sleep all the way. You'd better stay here."
Although the old nun doesn't like him very much, she is especially good to Jiujiu. Although it's always lonely not to see Jiujiu, it's always better than letting Jiujiu accompany her to suffer.
"I'm not afraid of hardship, and who am I going to marry if you don't come back?" Jiujiu asked with a wronged face.
The breeze was silent.
Seeing that Qingfeng didn't speak, Jiujiu said again, "besides, you don't know, my master is bad. I overheard her a few days ago. I heard her say she was going to sell me."
"Sell people?"
Qingfeng looked at Jiujiu nervously and asked, "does she want to sell you?"
Jiujiu nodded: "I also knew a few days ago that those elder martial sisters who left the temple didn't go outside, but were all sold by my master. Moreover, she discussed with others to sell me a few days ago."
When she said she sold me, Jiujiu's eyes were red for most of them. She blinked and looked at Qingfeng pitifully.
"If you don't take me away, you won't see me when you come back."
Originally, the iron heart was not ready to take Jiujiu away. Qingfeng hesitated for a moment.
However, Jiujiu has always been weird. He is not sure whether master Jiujiu is really going to sell Jiujiu or whether Jiujiu is lying to him.
Seeing Qingfeng hesitant, Jiujiu stood up and said angrily, "since you don't want to take me away, I don't expect you. When my master sells me, I'll jump down from the cliff and die, so as not to be abused and upset by you."
Jiujiu finished, covered her face and rushed out.
Looking at Jiujiu crying and running out, Qingfeng panicked in an instant.
Qingfeng quickly stood up and took Jiujiu's arm.
Jiujiu's arm is thin and soft, just like there is no bone, which gives Qingfeng the illusion that Jiujiu's arm will break with a little force.
Qingfeng loosened quickly as if he touched a soldering iron and apologized: "I don't mean that. Don't cry. I'm willing to take you away."
Hearing that Qingfeng said she would take herself away, Jiujiu stopped crying, raised her head, looked at Qingfeng with a pair of crying red eyes and asked, "are you really willing to take me away?"
Qingfeng nodded and whispered, "but I don't have much money. If you go with me, I'm afraid you'll suffer."
"I'm not afraid of hardship. I'm afraid of being sold by my master."
On weekdays, Jiujiu is like a small ball in front of Qingfeng. At the moment, she cries like a little rabbit with red eyes. Moreover, because they grew up together, watching Jiujiu cry in front of her, Qingfeng only feels that her heart is like being stabbed by a small thorn, sour and soft, especially uncomfortable.
Qingfeng stepped up to Jiujiu, reached out and touched Jiujiu's hair top, and whispered, "I won't let your master sell you."
"Will you take me away?"
Qingfeng nodded.
He grew up with Jiu Jiu and naturally was willing to take Jiu Jiu away.
However, although Jiujiu grew up in a nunnery, he was spoiled by the old nun. He had no extra silver on him. He had no problem eating some hardship as an old man, but it would be a little bad if Jiujiu, such a soft little girl, followed him.