Chapter 1 Life is like floating dust
Life is full of miracles, when you think you are in a catastrophe, but when you open your eyes, there is a bright future. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info think that it is "a disaster and a blessing to rely on, and a blessing to ambush", but who did Han Yue's life offend? What about the "blessings that are relied upon"?
The maid is just that, and the rough maid also admits it, but can this hue be returned to her?
Han Yue sighed at herself in the bucket for the thirtieth time, there were two thick eyebrows on her black and thin face, she shook her eyebrows slightly, it was simply two huge caterpillars that came to life.
"Heavens! O earth! You're pushing people to the brink! β
In my previous life, I died in the streets and alleys, and I had no way to redress my grievances, but can I live well in this life?
"You girl is so strange, holding a bucket and complaining, no wonder the entire Prime Minister's Mansion is shrouded in a thick resentment."
An immature voice sounded behind Han Yue.
"Don't talk! Sister is annoying! β
Han Yue was already angry, and she wanted a little kid to make fun of herself, hum~ Does the whole world think that my sister is easy to bully?
"Bold!" Lack of mid-air and no deterrent.
"Sister is bold, what? I'm not convinced, you're coming to bite me! β
Han Yue got up unhurriedly, turned around to look as she spoke, she also wanted to know what this uneducated baby looked like.
"Yo! Not bad! This pink carved jade appearance is alive and well as Jia Baoyu! β
Han Yue rubbed her black and thin hand on the sackcloth clothes, and then reached out and pinched the little boy's face. Don't say it, the texture of cotton is soft and lubricated, how can it be compared to a pink tenderness!
"Bold minion, dare to touch Young Master Ben's face with your dirty hands, come on, chop off this's hand to Young Master Ben."
The boy's extremely corrupt appearance is cute, and his two faces are red.
Han Yue pulled the corners of her mouth to the side, thinking that she had shown her handsome coolness to the fullest, but unfortunately, she forgot the two caterpillars in her body now. How funny is that?
The little boy's eyes widened in horror, how could he understand the mind of the in front of him, why the two caterpillars kept shaking?
"What do you want to do?"
"What do you say? Aren't you going to chop off your sister's hand, little boy? Just right, let me enjoy a good time before chopping my hands. β
Han Yue held the little boy's face, rubbed her hands up and down, and finally chirped on the boy's forehead.
Originally! As a big sister in her twenties kissing a little boy's forehead, it shouldn't matter, right? However, how could Han Yue have thought that the little boy's eyes were rolledβhe was dizzy!
It's also a shame that Han Yue grabbed the boy's falling body in time, otherwise he would really fall out. In a panic, she gently patted the boy's cheek and shouted anxiously "Wake up, wake up"
"You, what did you do to the little master? Someone's coming! The little master fainted, come on! β
A bloated woman stepped forward and kicked Han Yue to the base of the wall.
Han Yue felt that all her internal organs were displaced, the pain, the sourness, the tears that fell straight away, and she couldn't make a sound!
"Put this in the firewood room and wait for the lady to return to the house!"
Two savage rough women strode up to Han Yue, grabbed their fat round arms, and threw them into the firewood room without pity.
"Bang~" Han Yue felt that even the pelvis was broken this time, and she wanted to pass out several times. However, it backfired, and the pain seemed to grow in her body, screaming, expanding, and raging.
Han Yue swore that if God dared to let me live, I would dare to screw off the heads of those rough women and kick them as balls.
For three days, he was locked up in the firewood room for three days, without a drop of water, without a grain of rice, and was devastated by injuries and pains, Han Yue couldn't die, couldn't survive. She regretted all over this life and her previous life, and the last thing she should have done was to be human again.
Perhaps, there will be no more good people in this world!
Perhaps, in this world, apart from dogs, only money can give people the most sense of security!
Perhaps, I won't see the sun tomorrow!
Han Yue regretted it! I've never touched a man, but I've twice died at the hands of a little kid. In his previous life, he died under a tire while saving a little boy. All right! Heaven had mercy on her, and after being reborn, she died again at the hands of a little boy.
"Oh my God! You are really attentive to Han Yue, how can I talk about your eighth-generation ancestor? β
Han Yue lay on the haystack, her eyes narrowed and stared at the dust on the ground, perhaps, in ancient times, human life was not as heavy as this dust.
"Dead Nizi, the little young master ordered you to go to Xuanyu Pavilion immediately, and he asked you to kneel down in front of you and apologize!"
The person who spoke was the woman who had black-footed herself that day, her fat buttocks trembled in the light curtain, and Han Yue lay on the ground, feeling that the scene in front of her was just a sign of Mount Tai collapsing in front of her, and the earth was trembling.
"Pretend to be dead to the old lady, get up!"
The fat woman's broken gong voice had a magical power, and Han Yue felt that she was going to die a moment ago, but at this moment she was able to get up slowly.
All right! It was the fat woman who pretended to raise her foot to step on her, Han Yue had seen the power of that big foot, how dare she make a mistake? Obediently climbed up.
"Let's go! Don't let the little master wait! β
The fat woman grabbed Han Yue's arm and dragged it for a long time, so long that Han Yue's eyes were full of gold stars, and her blood was tumbling.
"Little master, the little woman has brought this to you."
The fat woman has a flattering face, and a lot of salallow teeth are displayed in front of people. When Han Yue was thrown to the ground, most of her life was gone, and looking at the fat woman's gums, she felt a foul smell piercing her heart and lungs.
"I want to throw up!"
Han Yue complained weakly, perhaps, the power of this kind of complaining can make her depressed fate smoother, no matter how bad it is, it will also make her a ghost in a smooth mood.
"Stand down! Don't mention it on Mother's side for now! β
The boy's immature voice sounded, and Han Yue felt that death was closer to her.
"Yes! The little woman stepped back! β
The fat woman glared at Han Yue fiercely and quietly withdrew.
"Are you guilty?"
The boy's voice sounded above Han Yue's head.
Han Yue wanted to deal with him, but she didn't want to deal with him. I suffered and felt bad because of this muddy boy, isn't it just a kiss on the forehead, what's the big deal, you can kiss back if you don't accept it!
"Hey~ Are you dead?"
Han Yue heard the boy's footsteps coming towards her, and she immediately pretended to be dead.
"Black girl, black girl, what's wrong with you?"
The boy slapped her face in the same way that Han Yue had done, and the "crackling" sound echoed through her ears.
"If you fan again, I'll really be gone!"
Han Yue couldn't pretend anymore, she regretted it, when this kid fainted, she was still too light, and now she has been slapped by him like this, she can only swallow her anger and bear it!
"You're finally awake! Scared the hell out of me, I thought they had broken you. β
The boy laughed very cutely, if he had a better heart, Han Yue would want to give birth to such a beautiful child. But now...... Forget it, knowing that you are pretending, you can still fan your belly black boy with a heavy hand, don't do it! Lest you want to stuff it back when you are born, it will be troublesome.