Chapter 39 The reason why I hate green tea is because it is not made by me



Chapter 39 The reason why I hate green tea is because it is not made by me

The autumn wind is biting and my heart feels cold.

Qi Ba looked at his daughter with eyes full of anger and shock. Thinking that his good thing was ruined, he pulled his daughter out and slapped her hard in the face.

"Little bitch, what was the point of giving birth to you?

When did I say you killed Jiusu? Okay, you confessed without being beaten? I'll beat you up, you bitch! "

Heart-wrenching screams were heard from the house. When the concubines learned that the second young lady had been beaten, they came running over and added fuel to the fire. This was because Qi Yaer was born to the main wife and always looked down on others. The master always doted on her, so they had long disliked Qi Yaer.

Qi Ba yelled, "Get out of here! You're not good at anything, you just stir up trouble!"

Qi Yaer covered her face and hid in the corner in fear. She looked at her father's gloomy face and mustered up the courage to act pitifully.

"Mom would be mad if she knew you hit me!"

"You dare mention your mother?" Qi Ba took off his shoes and hit her, staining her white dress with dust. "How could your mother, such a pure and beautiful woman, give birth to such a vicious daughter like you? How dare you hire someone to kill Jiusu? Don't you know I have something to ask of her?"

Qi Yaer screamed and yelled, her wrist was held tightly and she couldn't break free at all.

"Why are all of you surrounding that bitch? What's so good about her? I don't take after my mother, I take after your cruelty!"

Hatred grows in the heart, and hatred gives rise to power.

She lowered her head and bit Qi Ba's arm hard. When she realized that the force had loosened, she pushed him away, lifted her skirt and ran out quickly. She had nowhere to go, so she could only find her lover. She wanted to find Brother Junjie and tell him how bad his father was.

Late at night, raindrops hit the umbrella.

Jiusu changed Jiang Jing's medicine and looked at the mother and daughter standing in a row under the eaves. She was stunned for a few seconds and coughed lightly: "Oh, right, I opened a workshop and I want to ask you two to help out. Ten cents a day, are you free?"

"Yes!" Jiang Nianyin's eyes lit up, she raised her hand and recommended herself, "I can read and endure hardships!"

Jiusu smiled and said, "Auntie will go wash the grapes, and Nian Yin will help manage the bills and so on."

Jiang Jing opened the umbrella in advance, stood in the rain, and looked up.

"I'll take you there. You're not safe on your own."

"It's only two steps away, and you're still injured." Jiusu reached out for an umbrella, but the man dodged her. She had no choice but to obey and waved to the two people next to her, "Then I'll pick you up tomorrow."

a long time.

Mother Jiang withdrew her gaze, a gentle smile appearing on her face.

"She's like a little sun, always shining warmly on those around her. If I could have a daughter-in-law like Jiusu, even death would be worth it."

"My brother has to work harder to be worthy of Miss Jiu!" Jiang Nianyin leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.

I can earn twenty cents a day with mom, so that we can get medicine for dad and my brother won’t have to work so hard.

Suddenly I felt that I could straighten my back and breathe.

Jiang Jing walked her to the gate of the mansion, took a deep breath, raised his eyes and asked with an unnatural smile: "Can I go? No money, just free labor."

"Okay." Jiusu agreed happily.

On the way back, Jiang Jing happened to meet Qian Junjie, and the two of them didn't get along as soon as they saw each other.

Qian Junjie smiled wickedly and nonchalantly. He raised his eyebrows, glanced in the direction Jiang Jing came from, raised his eyebrows and whistled.

"Hey, did you just go to find Jiusu? Did you see the furnishings inside? They were all given by our Qian family. Are you envious? These are not something a lowly fugitive like you can give away."

Jiang Jing glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.

Qian Junjie felt very aggrieved and stood in front of him, continuing to provoke him.

"What? I called you inferior, you don't have to..."

"A Su saved Madam Qian, and these are gifts of thanks. They are what A Su deserves." Jiang Jing raised his head slightly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone running out of the mansion. He stepped closer and whispered, "These are all your parents'. What are you so proud of?"

Qian Junjie knocked his umbrella down, grabbed his collar and pushed him against the wall.

Pointing at him viciously, "Jiang Jing, you want to die, right? How dare you say that to me..."

"Qian Junjie!" Jiusu grabbed the umbrella handle and hit him on the back. He quickly opened the umbrella and looked at Jiang Jing's wet back. He asked with concern, "Did it touch the wound?"

Jiang Jing lowered his eyes, his hair covering the expression on his face.

His voice was a little majestic, with a slight tremor.

"I'm fine."

"...Huh." Jiusu looked at his aggrieved and forbearing expression. Suddenly, she remembered a saying: the reason she hated green tea was because it wasn't her who was drinking it. Now she realized that once the gender was switched, she really got hooked. "I'll clean your wound."

Qian Junjie said anxiously, "I didn't touch him! Why is it necessary for a grown man to be so pretentious? Why are you pretending?"

"Well, he didn't touch me, I'm fine." Jiang Jing pounded his hands naturally on his sides, and his tired tone confirmed the fact that he was bullied.

Qian Junjie was speechless. He couldn't tell what was wrong, but he just felt awkward.

"You fucking..."

Jiusu didn't bother to pay attention, and took Jiang Jing's hand and walked towards the mansion.

She ordered, "Uncle Chang, send someone to tell Mother Jiang that the rain is too heavy and Young Master Jiang will stay here tonight to avoid getting his wound wet."

Chang Bo responded, sent one person to notify, and sent another person to clean up the side room.

Qian Junjie was so angry that he chased after the person but was turned away. He clenched his fists and kept pounding them.

"Jiusu, look carefully at this bastard's face. He still calls you Ah Su, but when you come, he becomes timid. He's just pretending..."

Behind.

Qi Yaer witnessed all this, she bit her lip, rushed into the rain, hugged Qian Junjie's arm, "Woo woo woo, can you sleep with me? It's thundering, I'm so scared..."

This little bitch is still alive and living in such a nice yard.

Humph, how can a lowly servant like me be compared with her?

"Are you deaf? Where's the thunder?" Qian Junjie pushed the woman away. He was already furious, and now someone was bothering him. He walked towards the mansion angrily. The woman beside him was chattering, and he yelled, "If you bother me again, go back to the Qi family."

Qi Yaer didn't dare to speak. She finally had a reason to live in Qian's house.

"Is it okay if I don't say anything? Hey, wait for me!"

In the wing room, Jiang Jing turned his back and took off his clothes. He felt the herbs falling on his body and shuddered. He hesitated for a few seconds and said, "He didn't hit me."

"I saw it." Jiusu bandaged the wound with gauze, "And I know you saw me coming and deliberately provoked him, but I am willing to help you vent your anger."

Looking at his ears that turned red instantly, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

It was also because Qian Junjie was too irritating. He was like a man of fire when he saw Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jing turned around, the image of the two holding hands flashing through his mind. His gaze fell on the girl's bare head and asked, "Don't you like the hairpin I gave you? It's indeed a bit simple, but I..."

"Here it is." Jiusu reached into his sleeve and took out a silver hairpin from the system. "It's too precious. I'm afraid I'll lose it."

Hey, I almost broke a man's heart.

Jiang Jing took it, turned it around, and then raised his hand and gently put it on him.

"nice."

"If it's lost, I'll save up money to buy it for you."

The first time, he didn't know what style to buy. Next time, he thought he should buy something with tassels. It would be a little fragmented, but it would definitely look good when worn for a long time.

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