Chapter 447 The Prostitute's Waiting (14)

"I am what you say I am." Fu Jian had no intention of arguing with him. He just wanted to find out who the doctor and teacher the child was talking about were. The child did not disappoint him and quickly told him everything he knew.

"What's wrong with you? You look like... like you've lost your soul..." The child quickly finished a fruit and threw the core into the bushes.

"Nothing, nothing..." Fu Jian said this, but his eyes were full of excitement.

"I warn you, don't have any bad thoughts about my mother and teacher. They are both very powerful." The child thought of the methods his mother and teacher used on him when he did not learn from them, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

"Oh, how powerful are they?" Fu Jian looked at him with red eyes and continued to ask questions.

"You must not like studying, otherwise you wouldn't be dressed like this." The child looked at him with disdain, as if he was something dirty.

"Is there anything strange about my appearance?" Fu Jian was hurt by the child's sudden look of disdain. After all, he was once a famous handsome man in Dongdu.

"Look at yourself. Look at the clothes you are wearing. There are holes all over them. Don't you know how to mend them? Look, my clothes are so beautiful. Let me tell you, there are also many holes on this clothes. They are all cut from pieces of cloth by my mother and sewn on stitch by stitch." The child finally found something to show off and continued to point out: "And your face, you are a monkey from this mountain, you don't know how to cut your hair, you are uglier than Chen Qiaofu who I often see. Oh, you are so ugly. Why would I talk to you so much? You are so ugly that I can't bear to look at you."

Although he said so, the child boldly approached him.

"What are you doing?" Fu Jian, who had just seen his clothes clearly in the water, felt that what he said was still reasonable. He just disliked the child for being a wild child, but now he looked more like a wild man living in the mountains than him.

Earlier, he was thinking of doing whatever he wanted, abandoning everything in the past, and starting a new life here. But now that he looked at himself carefully, he really couldn't stand it.

"You stink." The child covered his nose and took a few steps back, even more disgusted, "You haven't taken a bath for several months."

Unexpectedly, the child discovered his little secret. Fu Jian's ears instantly turned red, and he stammered, "I... I'm a savage, why should I take a bath."

"My teacher said that I have to take a bath at least once a day. You don't take a bath." The child scolded him but suddenly laughed, grinning and said, "Actually, I don't like to take a bath either, but I take a bath at least every three days. You are too dirty. I don't know if I will have diarrhea after eating the fruit you handed me."

The child's resentful eyes made Fu Jian feel a little guilty.

"Don't worry. The fruits are clean. I washed them with clean water." Afraid that the child would not believe him, he added, "I washed them several times. I even ate them myself. If you have a stomachache when you go back, come find me."

The child's eyes rolled around and he picked up all the fruits in his fish basket and wrapped them in his clothes. He said like a gift, "That's for sure. As for these fruits, let me take them back as evidence. Otherwise, you will deny it when I find you."

"I admit it. No matter what, I will not lie to a child." Fu Jian did not expect the child to be so greedy, and immediately had a new idea, "How about you tell me where your home is, and I'll come over tomorrow to see if you have a stomachache."

"Hmph..." The child rolled his eyes at him, "Do you think I don't know what you are thinking? You must be a bad person."

"I'm really not a bad person!" Fu Jian wanted to continue explaining, when he suddenly heard a clear female voice from the bushes.

"Shu'er, go home for dinner."

"It's the teacher. The teacher is back." The child ran towards the bushes with the fruit in his pocket. After running a few steps, he suddenly remembered the wild uncle he had been chatting with for a long time and stopped again.

Fu Jian stared blankly in the direction where the female voice came from, and suddenly felt as if it was a different day. He was eager to see the owner of the voice, but he was afraid that the owner of the voice would recognize his true identity. His hesitation was seen by the child, and he felt reluctant to leave. He was also a little moved, and shouted to Fu Jian: "Don't worry about me, I will come to you to eat fruit when I am free." "Shu'er, who are you talking to?" Hearing the voice, he knew that the person who was talking must be gentle and reserved.

"A wild uncle. He gave me a lot of fruit."

Fu Jian watched Shu'er disappear into the bushes and suddenly exhaled a breath. However, the conversation that was gradually fading away in the bushes made him nervous.

"Then the teacher will accompany you to thank him."

"Teacher, no need. He is just an uncle I just met today. I tell you, he is so ugly and smells bad. I am afraid that he will stink you..."

"How can you describe someone you just met like this? It is very rude."

"I am not lying to you. He is really like this. If I lie, I will never be able to eat such delicious fruit again."

"Ah, fruit?"

"Yes, it is delicious. Teacher, please try one."

"Snake fruit. It is rare here."

"This is picked by that uncle. I guess he knows where this fruit tree is. Let's go find him to pick this fruit to eat next time. He likes fishing. We can find him here."

...

The two walked away completely. He suddenly lost his strength and collapsed to the ground. His expression was neither crying nor laughing, which made the tree hidden in the bushes not far away question.

"Teacher..." He just shouted these two words and his mouth was covered. He looked up at his teacher and felt that she was also not right now.

Forget it, forget it, never mind. He was just a kid, he just needed to focus on studying.

Three days later, a beauty came to the thatched cottage where Fu Jian lived.

"You're here." He seemed to have known her arrival for a long time. He not only prepared the freshest snake fruit, but also tidied up the cottage from top to bottom. Even he himself was tidy.

"You're back." The beauty responded lightly, sat on the newly built bamboo chair, and ate the red fruit delicately.

Neither of them asked more questions, because the moment their eyes met in the air and they smiled at the same time, they both understood each other's feelings.

The prostitute went through hardships, her country was ruined, her family was ruined, and her life was about to fall into darkness, but she was rescued by the general. Then she was displaced again. But she did not forget the favor she had received, and was just waiting for the opportunity to repay the general

. Therefore, she went to the battlefield, entered Donghua Hall, entered the second prince's house, killed the enemy, hid, and spied on information, and even almost lost her life. Fortunately, the hardships ended, and she finally waited for her general.

[Mission completed, gain [Fortitude]]

(End of this chapter)