Chapter 1200: Heavy Snow (12)
When Jin Xiaoquan heard Chua Bao'er's words, he didn't react for a moment. He hesitated a few times, but finally made no response.
Yin Xiuhua reacted quickly and immediately said: "It was daytime, it wasn't snowing, and the mules walked fast!
How can there be so much snow like today? "
"Yeah, it's snowing a lot today..." Jin Xiaoquan quickly echoed.
Chuan Baoer smiled and said softly: "It's a really heavy snowfall..."
"It's snowing so heavily..."
When sister-in-law Yin Xiuhua heard what Chua Baoer said, she looked up at the snowflakes flying around. She only felt that the snowy night was cold and gloomy, but she didn't see what was good about it.
She hugged her son tightly and said no more.
The mule cart crossed a wide plain, and the snow flakes covered the wheat seedlings in the fields like a quilt. Only a little green could be seen between the thick layers of snow.
As the mule cart continued to walk for a while, the wheat seedlings in the fields on both sides of the road were completely covered by the new snow, and no longer showed any green.
The sky is dark and the ground is vast.
The mule and carriage stopped in front of a wild temple.
This wild temple stands under a high and wide embankment. The temple door is half-opened, and there are fires flashing inside.
The sounds of people arguing and talking were carried by the whistling wind and blew into the ears of several people on the mule cart parked in front of the temple gate.
"Eh, eh!"
"One of us is over seventy years old and has been guarding the temple here. He has never done anything bad. The other is a lonely old man who is even blind - why do you want to bully us? We are gathering together in this wild temple. This is the right time. Why turn a fate into an obstacle?"
"Old blind man, stop talking nonsense!
To repay fate and evil obstacles - the words in your mouth are exactly the same.
Look at what's written on your flag, it says that you know astronomy, geography, and human affairs - you can judge the palm prints and bones, and you are good at calculating birth dates, and you are called a "nine wanderers"... Ha! What a bullshit name, men have never heard of it!
Hehehei...you are so good at calculating, but did you expect that you would be in such trouble today? ! "
"Fortune-telling is just a way of making ends meet...
The little old man has only one day in a month to tell fortunes, and he is not accurate in everything.
There is no need for the little old man to judge this situation. The little old man also knows that he and this old Miao Zhu will definitely not die now... As for you... Hey - you will be in a bloody disaster today, maybe you will die. Mourning the underworld! "
"Come in, your mother!
If I don’t beat you to a bloody head first, you will suffer a bloody disaster today——"
“Do it slowly, do it slowly!
Brother, Jin Da has arrived! "
"Um?
Block the mouths of these two old men and drag the statues behind them!
Don't dawdle! Let’s search them later to see if they have any money! "
…
The noise in the wild temple suddenly died down.
A dark-faced man poked his head out of the half-opened temple door and looked at the mule carriage parked in front of the open space outside the temple. When he saw Jin Xiaoquan on the mule carriage, there was no surprise on his face. When he saw Jin Xiaoquan's wife, Yin Xiuhua, sitting in the platoon car, her expression suddenly became surprised.
Jin Xiaoquan grinned at the black-faced man. He jumped out of the car, helped his wife out of the platoon car, and finally cast his eyes on Chubao'er in the car.
At this time, there was no smile on his face, and his eyes were cold: "Sister, come on, get out of the car first!"
"Get off here?
Aren't we going to Liu Yuan's house? "Chuan Baoer and Jin Xiaoquan looked at each other and said in a calm voice.
The cloth covered her face, so Jin Xiaoquan could only see her dark eyes. Listening to her voice without much emotion, Jin Xiaoquan felt a little irritated for some reason. With a sullen face, he shouted: "Wagon wheels Something went wrong, I need to fix it, and we happen to have a rest here, so get out of the car!"
While the two brothers and sisters were talking, the black-faced man stuck his head out of the small temple and held a hatchet with a long pole in his hand. While looking at Chubao'er on the platoon cart, he walked around behind the carriage.
He and Jin Xiaoquan surrounded the paizi car one after another.
Yin Xiuhua put down her baby and stood on the side of the road. She stopped at that position, which blocked the possibility of Chuan Baoer blocking the road and escaping.
Chubao'er listened to her brother's increasingly cold words and glanced at the wheels on both sides of the car.
The mule cart traveled all the way, and there was nothing unusual about the wheels, which anyone with a discerning eye could see.
My brother didn't even want to think of an excuse right now.
She sighed and without saying another word, she bent down and got out of the mule cart.
Then he was 'surrounded' by his brother-in-law and the black-faced man, and walked into this small river temple.
As soon as the temple door was opened, there was a rush of hot air.
There was a pile of firewood burning in the temple. A man with a yellow face and a short beard was sitting by the bonfire. There were many firewood scattered around him. There are many messy footprints on the ground covered with incense ash.
It seemed that someone had been flapping in this temple not long ago.
The yellow-faced man looked up and down at Chua Bao'er who was walking into the temple gate. His brown eyes showed satisfaction. He looked away from Chua Bao'er and turned to look at Chua Bao'er who was following him. The black-faced man.
The black-faced man understood immediately, turned around, closed the temple door, and fastened the bolt.
"My mules haven't been tied outside yet, why should I barge in the door?" Jin Xiaoquan muttered, leaning back, trying to push the black-faced man away and go to tie his mules and horses outside the temple.
The black-faced man glared at him and flashed the hatchet in his hand——
He shrank his neck and was afraid to say anything.
His wife Yin Xiuhua held her sleeping son, looked around the temple, found a big stone near the bonfire, and sat down leisurely. She felt more like a fish in water in such a scene.
Yin Xiuhua glanced at her husband and said, "It's freezing cold, who would come to this wilderness at this time?
The mule will be fine, you find a place to sit down first!
Now you should pay more attention to your sister - she might be able to use some tricks..."
The yellow-faced man heard this and sneered, "Tricks? Leave the tricks on the bed and deal with your future guests!"
He looked up at Yin Xiuhua opposite him, his eyes lingering on his fat chest, and said, "It's just a 'horse', let Quanzi come by himself, why did you follow with the child?"
"He In the past, when I sent you a ‘horse’ or a ‘pig’, I often had to stay overnight outside.
The money from selling horses and pigs would be reduced by half after one night - how could this be possible?
The weather is getting worse and worse now, and the fields can’t grow crops. My mother and I rely on this money to survive. If he finds a bitch outside to spend a night, our family will have to go without meat for several days.
So I came with him this time, counted the money in person, and took the money in person.
So as to avoid another shortfall! "Yin Xiuhua noticed the yellow-faced man's gaze, and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, she straightened her chest even more. Her fat face looked charming in the light of the fire.
Jin Xiaoquan sat next to his wife and saw him flirting with the yellow-faced man, but he didn't dare to say much. He just lowered his head, with resentment in his eyes.
The yellow-faced man listened to Yin Xiuhua's words, shook his head and laughed: "He just found a prostitute with a half-closed door and a wild chicken in a big grass shed to have fun. How much money can it cost?
You said this because you think I don't give him enough money every time...
Then come with him in the future, I'll give you more."
As he spoke, he took out a purse from his arms, counted out a few strings of copper coins, and threw them on a stone slab in front of him. The strings of copper coins reflected a bright yellow brilliance under the flames, which made people dazzled.
Jin Xiaoquan counted the strings of copper coins silently, and his eyes also shone. The previous resentment had long dissipated.
"I haven't been involved in these businesses for a long time..." Yin Xiuhua's eyes were not on the strings of copper coins, but on the yellow-faced man opposite. She shook her head and refused, but her voice became softer.
The yellow-faced man pointed at the curtained ear room behind her and said, "Would you like to sit inside later?"
Yin Xiuhua looked hesitant.
When Jin Xiaoquan heard this, blood rushed to his forehead and his whole face suddenly turned red. He raised his head and glared at the yellow-faced man opposite him. The yellow-faced man then took something out of his pocket--
He threw a shiny short knife on the stone slab in front of him, and took out two strings of money, and threw them together with the previous strings to Jin Xiaoquan opposite the campfire: "Go home early tonight, your parents are still waiting at home, don't make them wait anxiously.
I will send Xiuhua and the child back to you tomorrow!"
The yellow-faced man said without doubt.
Kim Xiaoquan held the heavy strings of copper coins in his arms, and saw the man playing with the short knife again. His Adam's apple rolled, and finally he only responded weakly with a "good".
The yellow-faced man turned to look at Chuan Baoer.
Chuan Baoer sat quietly in the corner, and the pair of eyes under the headscarf were now looking at the yellow-faced man - the current situation, even if it was a woman who did not know the dangers of the world, should have seen it clearly, let alone this woman who had been through a lot?
However, even if she understood the current situation, she still did not cry, as if she accepted it all so calmly and calmly - this made the yellow-faced man feel very strange, he turned to look at the other party, and saw that the other party was also looking at him, and he couldn't help but become more interested in Chuan Baoer, so he asked the other party: "What are you looking at?"
"I think I have seen you before." Chuan Baoer replied.
The yellow-faced man suddenly understood and said with a smile: "We met not long ago - the Liu Yuanwai who wanted to take you as his second wife, wasn't it me?"
After saying that, the yellow-faced man wiped his face a few times. When he put down his palm, the facial features revealed seemed to be the same as before, but people would feel that he had changed his face and became a different person!
The yellow-faced man became 'Liu Yuanwai'!
"Yes.
A few days ago, my brother and sister-in-law took me to see you. You are that Liu Yuanwai." Chuan Baoer nodded, and then she gently pulled off the headscarf wrapped around her face, revealing a face as beautiful as a flower.
The lights were bright, and the beauty's face looked more like a fairy in a painting.
The yellow-faced man rubbed his hands, and the satisfaction in his eyes became stronger and stronger: "Do you still understand the current situation?"
"I understand it."
"Aren't you afraid?"
Chuan Baoer thought for a while, turned to look at Jin Xiaoquan who buried her head and dared not look at him. Her eyes stayed on Jin Xiaoquan for a while, and then turned to look at her sister-in-law Yin Xiuhua, who also smiled at her.
The smile on that fat face is still kind, but if you think about the past, you will feel more vicious under this smile, which is even more chilling.
Baoer retracted her gaze and said to the yellow-faced man with a smile: "I have seen you before, not only when you became 'Liu Yuanwai', but also seven or eight years ago, you tricked me into a carriage and sent me to a brothel.
We are already acquaintances. What's so scary about meeting acquaintances? "
"Haha..." The yellow-faced man laughed while holding the short knife.
The black-faced man guarding the door and Yin Xiuhua holding the child also laughed.
Jin Xiaoquan saw everyone laughing, even the girl who was about to be sold again also laughed, so he didn't understand why he laughed too.
"You woman, you talk very funny.
——You will be sold to a brothel again soon. This time, you will be sold to Rouge Alley. Even if you don’t become an oiran, you will at least be a prostitute, which is much better than your last time!
If you can escape from there in the future, don't go home.
Just come to me directly, and I will sell it to you at a good price. I won’t let you, the brother and sister-in-law, take a cut in the middle to make money! "The yellow-faced man laughed and spoke, his voice full of sarcasm.
He looked at Chubao'er as if he were looking at a bird in a cage.
A bird has a pair of wings, and when it flies high, it is difficult for anyone to catch it - but for a bird in a cage, even if it has a pair of wings, what's the use of it?
In the sound of his words, Chuan Bao'er nodded.
She seemed to have accepted her fate without any struggle. She just said to the yellow-faced man: "Can you please allow me to have a few words with my brother and sister-in-law alone?"
"Okay!" The yellow-faced man simply agreed.
He knew Jin Xiaoquan and his wife very well, and was not worried that they would let Chu Baoer go. He got up directly and walked into the side room opposite that was connected to the main hall of the small temple.
The black-faced man looked at the three people sitting opposite each other, then he also opened the door latch and walked out of the temple door.
Arrive at the temple gate from outside the temple.
The main hall of the small temple became quiet.
On the wall facing the door, there is a statue of an old man with a white beard molded into a statue. The curtain behind the statue is shaking slightly.
Jin Xiaoquan lowered his head and looked at the shaking firelight. There was no expression on his face, and he didn't know what kind of thoughts were running in his mind.
Chuan Bao'er looked at him and spoke softly: "Brother, when I went home, I brought back five ounces of copper coins... That was my living money. Aren't these five ounces of copper coins not enough for my brother's family? "
“My parents are sick all year round, and you can’t take care of them at home.
I also want to raise a son. He is at this age when he can eat. If he is half a grown-up, he will eat me to death... Five coins can only support me for a period of time. If I want to spend it as much as I can, it is naturally far from enough. "Jin Xiaoquan replied.
When he said these words, his tone was brisk and his answers were fluent, as if he had rehearsed the current scene countless times in his mind and knew how to deal with his sister's questioning.
"The year I left home, there were only two adobe houses in the house. My brother and sister-in-law had just gotten married... It must not have been long after I left. My brother bought mules and horses, and not long after that, they built a house. Tile house...
Brother, you seem to think that the money your sister used to sell herself to buy these properties for you is not enough, and now you want to sell your sister, who has finally escaped from the sea of misery, to that kind of place? "Chuan Baoer's tone became calmer and softer, making it sound as if he was not questioning Jin Xiaoquan, but as if he was comforting him softly.
But such soft words sounded particularly harsh to Jin Xiaoquan's ears.
He tightened his eyebrows and said in a dark voice: "Why should I spend your money for selling myself? The money for building a house was also earned by your brother and me——"
"Did you earn it by tying up good girls from surrounding villages and towns and selling them to Ren Yazi?" Chuan Bao'er suddenly spoke up, interrupting Jin Xiaoquan's words.
Jin Xiaoquan was speechless for a moment, and then became even more furious: "You bitch, how dare you talk to your brother like this?!
I think you hate me?
It wasn't me who sold you back then - it was my father who made the decision, and my mother agreed and sold you!
I'm just taking a trip on their behalf! "
He roared a few words angrily, and Chua Bao'er lowered his head, as if he was frightened.
Seeing his sister's appearance, Jin Xiaoquan suddenly felt a lot of joy in his heart. He felt comfortable, hummed softly, slowed down his tone, and comforted his sister: "Bao'er, I have already agreed with Boss Zhu.
The place you went to this time was Rouge Alley!
It is much better to be a prostitute there than to live in a remote place like ours, where dignitaries and dignitaries come and go, where you are popular and drink hot food. It won't be long before you have saved up enough money to redeem yourself. When you come out, my brother will build you a room at home and keep you until you come back..."
Jin Xiaoquan became more and more speechless as he went down - he watched Chui Bao'er take out a bulging bag from his arms, opened it, and revealed the yellow and white items inside.
Those are silver ingots and gold bars!
A silver ingot can be exchanged for all the copper coins he is currently holding in his arms, and there is still something left!
A gold bar can be exchanged for a hundred or ten silver ingots of that size!
Jin Xiaoquan's breathing became rapid. Yin Xiuhua stood up and looked around, fearing that 'Boss Zhu' and his accomplices would show up and take away the pile of gold and silver in front of Chubao'er!
She repeatedly tapped Jin Xiaoquan on the shoulder, signaling Jin Xiaoquan to ask her sister to put away the gold and silver first, so that no one else could see it.
At this time, Jin Xiaoquan was thinking very fast, and quickly lowered his voice and said to Chuan Baoer: "What about...sister, I want to think of a trick, let's wait for a while..."
As he spoke, he repeatedly pointed outside the temple door, which meant that he would find a way to bring his sister home.
Unexpectedly, Chuan Baoer said at this time: "Brother, do you know that I came home with so much gold and silver, why did I only give your family five copper coins?"
"..." Jin Xiaoquan looked confused, and then shook his head, "That's not important!"