Chapter 1093： Oops, dressed as Pan Jinlian (7)

Yellow paper is indeed Pan Jinlian's selling deed, and the blood fingerprint on the bottom is already a little yellow.

"It's done, let's all disperse and disperse, there's nothing to look at." Madam Wang couldn't hold back the smile on her face, and returned to Wangfu with a shake of her hand.

A widow and wife followed her, and quickly entered the back door, and the small Zhumu door was immediately closed.

Wu Dalang helped Xia Qiu here.

Seeing the lively people see that there is nothing lively to see, they have gradually dispersed.

Although the blood was stained on his face, he could not see the appearance of Xia Qiu, but the shy figure still made many people lament Wu Dalang's good blessing, and some people were jealous and whispered.

Pan Jinlian was just a humble origin and became a slave to others, but in the eyes of these people, she seemed extremely humble.

Walking slowly down the street, Xia Qiu could feel the gaze in the carriage behind him.

It is impossible for her to marry Wu Dalang. She said that in public just now, but it was an expedient measure. Now she has sold her deeds. In the next step, she wants to escape.

Qinghe Town is in the north of the Ming Dynasty, and then heading north, you will soon encounter the barbaric north.

In Qinghe Town, Pan Jinlian will always be Pan Jinlian, but as long as she leaves Qinghe Town, Xia Qiu can change her identity and let everything start from scratch.

"Army officer."

"Huh?" Wu Dalang was so beautiful, the woman next to him was obviously unkempt, but he felt that there was a smell on her, which smelled particularly good.

"Slave ... I feel dizzy, can I take the slave to the hospital to take some medicine first?" Xia Qiu said "weakly."

"Oh, yeah, you have such a serious injury, I should take your dressing first." Wu Dalang said afterwards, touching his body, and scratching his head suddenly, "I have n’t come out of the sesame seed stand today, You do n’t have a penny, and the medical museum will not let me owe it. Why do n’t you go back with me first, and I will take the money before I take you? ”

Helping his head, Xia Qiu spoke "weakly" again. "The slaves were hungry and thirsty, and their dizziness was so severe that they couldn't walk. It would be better for the slaves to wait here.

Wu Dalang was a bachelor who had not looked good since he was a child. He had short limbs. Anyone who saw it could avoid it. There was a joke behind him, which was treated like this by a woman.

Xia Qiu's "weakness" made Wu Dalang's bones crisp. Just listening to her said, he just stumbled and "well," he turned around and went to home. Where can I think Xia Qiu would run? ?

Xia Qiu saw Wu Dalang's back disappearing around the corner, bowed his head, and arrived at an unobtrusive place first.

This is an intersection, and there is a family medicine hall diagonally opposite, and another street leads directly to the town entrance.

And she was on the left hand side of the back door of the restaurant, and she was a walker in and out. Several donkey carts were parked on the road. Some cars were loaded with ingredients and some were with firewood.

Xia Qiu went quietly while no one noticed, covered by the diesel car, and secretly climbed up to the food car.

The barrel in the car seemed to contain soy sauce, and the rich flavor made Xia Qiu shrink back and squeeze his nose quietly.

It was lively outside, people were coming and going, the barking and the singing and drinking of the husband were all very clear. Through the gap, Xia Qiu quietly looked outside.

Not long after, Wu Dalang's anxiously looking figure appeared at the intersection. The short man caught everyone asking, but it was clear that no one knew where Xia Qiu was.

"I heard that Wujia Erlang is back."

"He didn't make a bodyguard for someone outside, why did he come back at this time?"