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The busiest place in Changping county is Furong bank. The banks are full of carved balustraded flower buildings. The wind blows and the leaves are flying red. The buildings are full of red tea. It is a good place for rich and powerful people to look for flowers and willows in Jiang'an.
Warm wine was tied to the Furong River by Li Laihua. It was evening. Li Laihua dragged her and bargained with the procuress of Hualou like selling goods.
Li Laihua was not satisfied with the price after three or four quarrels. "Twelve? It's too few. Look at this little face. It will grow in two years. It must be a beauty who can be a cash cow for you! Add more!"
He kept blankly warming the wine and suddenly opened his mouth and bit Li Laihua's thumb. He died until his lips were covered with blood and didn't loosen a bit.
"Let go! You stupid bitch, let go!" Li Laihua howled in pain and kept beating her and kicking her. She just didn't let go until she didn't have the strength to fall to the ground and curled up like a desperate little beast.
The wound on Li Laihua's hand has deep bone.
Seeing the blood, the procuress of the Hualou repeatedly scolded her bad luck. While calling in thugs to beat them out, she scolded, "it's hard to say if you can live two years! Get out of here!"
The thugs threw Wenjiu and Li Laihua out together. The dust was flying outside the door. The passers-by had been used to this scene for a long time. They looked at it, smiled and turned away.
Li Laihua picked her up and slapped her hard. "You dead girl, give me trouble at this time! The Wen family doesn't want you. I'm kind enough to send you to a good place to enjoy happiness. You don't know how to be grateful and bite me!"
When he finished, his hand hurt badly. Looking at the people coming and going in the street, his eyes flashed. Suddenly his tone was much better and coaxed him: "ah Jiu, if you are more calm, my uncle can find a good place for you, otherwise you will starve to death and no one will take care of the streets in the future."
Wen Jiu's face was burning and painful. He looked up at the sky and was stunned. His eyes didn't have any aura in the past.
On this day, dark clouds filled the sky.
She thought: if it rains and thunders, it may kill people.
Li Laihua rubbed her hands, took the warm wine to the street, picked up a straw from the ground and put it on her head.
Just a moment later, he shouted, "sell your body to save your father! Sell your body to save your father! Come and have a look! A 13-year-old girl, when she is tender, only needs twenty Liang! Buy it back and be a servant girl, wash clothes and cook! Wash your feet and warm your bed! It's all right!"
Twelve year old Wen Jiu had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his face was beaten red. Since he was humiliated, a pair of apricot eyes burst into tears, which became more colorful in the eyes of others.
She bit her lips and looked up at the sky to prevent herself from crying.
Why not thunder?
Doesn't it mean that God is the most fair?
You killed Li Laihua!
However, dark clouds rolled in the sky and lightning whizzed past, but Li Laihua still stood in front of her and shouted to stop pedestrians coming and going.
A rich merchant in his fifties smiled and said, "I'm so young. I don't know if my body is open. I'm afraid it's meaningless to be on the couch!"
Next to the crowd followed to coax, "this little face is good, but this look is too fierce. I'm afraid it's not easy to tame."
"I just like those who have a temper like this. Come on, take off your clothes! Let me see how good the goods are!"
The sound fell, and everyone laughed.
All kinds of sounds overlap and surround the warm wine ear.
Li Laihua responded well, turned around, tore open her outer shirt and tore up the innocence of Wenjiu in the past 12 years.
The thin and white shoulders lost their cover and were exposed in front of people. The hemp rope tied her hands and feet to death. Her body was full of blue and purple bruises. The men around laughed even more and marveled that the little girl could bear it and didn't cry.
The rich merchant in his fifties said with a smile, "keep taking it off. When can she be tough? It makes me happy. Silver is not a matter!"
Li Laihua nodded and bowed in response, tearing off the warm wine clothes bit by bit.
There was thunder in the sky, and the big rain suddenly fell.
It was midsummer. Pedestrians hurried through the streets. Everyone left at a glance. Only a group of men were interested in discussing the good waist and the small shoulder
Wen Jiu's eyes turned red and his lower lip bit blood, but he tried not to cry.
Wen's father and mother have nurtured her, and she can't hate it.
Zhang Wen was rich and ignorant. She sold her as an outsider for the sake of old age. She had nothing to say.
But just because she is a wild species that no one wants, does she deserve to be pushed into hell? Life is better than death?
I hate it!
Why was she the only one who was born abandoned? Why did you pick her up and let Li Laihua trample on her like this?
Wen Jiu bit his teeth and hit Li Laihua, who kept tearing her clothes, with his head, and hit him in the heart.
Li Laihua fell on her back. She was dizzy.
"Little girl, don't you want silver? I'll give it to you!" the men laughed, threw down a few copper coins on the ground and stretched out their hands to tear her hard to hide clothes.
Warm wine struggling, crying is useless, shouting is useless.
The dark clouds all over the sky pressed down on her. Everything in front of her was dark. All the people in front of her were animals.
Wenjiu thought, I'm dying.
The hot tears burst into my eyes and mixed into the rain, which was difficult to distinguish.
Everyone is laughing.
Only she knows so clearly that this life will stop on this day.
Warm wine poured into the rain, and there was a blur in front of me. I couldn't tell whose hand was first extended to her.
Suddenly, a peach blossom shot down from above, penetrated the man's palm, and blood fell to the ground.
The petals fluttered and fell between the blending of blood and rain.
"Who gave you the courage to be so disgusting in Jiang'an?" the young man in Fei's clothes jumped down from the second floor window, opened the folding fan, turned over and turned around more than the sword, and forcibly pulled the people around her, and the pain and voices of the people were mixed together.
Before Wenjiu could see who was coming, a big crimson sleeved shirt covered her
The visitor pulled her up from the ground through her clothes and beat the people with flower branches in one hand. He didn't forget to say with warm wine: "see? Beating people should hit the key and kill a thousand words to lose 800. Although it sounds good, it's really not a good way."
At that time, his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see the person in front of him. He only knew that he was a young man with a clear voice. In a twinkling of an eye, he beat the person down.
On the flower building, the girls cheered, the Yingsheng and Yanyu were lively.
Seeing that the young man had broken his business, Li Laihua raised the stone at his feet and smashed it. The young man flew up and kicked Li Laihua's leg.
All the people around fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. They all cried for mercy and admitted their mistakes.
The young man took her in one hand and a folding fan in the other. He stood in the wind and rain. His posture was like jade. He only turned back and said to the childe who came along: "send these individuals to your prison."
The latter said bitterly, "you can't make the movement smaller. There's still an accident in a place like Furong bank. If my father knows, he won't break my leg!"
"Less nonsense, go quickly." the young man opened the folding fan, warmed the wine and retreated violently.
The boy raised his hand and clasped her wrist. He put the fully unfolded folding fan on the top of the warm wine to cover the wind and rain.
The wind blew the boy's clothes flying, and his poetic and picturesque eyebrows and eyes were blurred in the heavy rain.
Wen Jiu only saw him smile vaguely, "what are you hiding? A little girl's film doesn't look good to me. I should be afraid you'll depend on me."
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The busiest place in Changping county is Furong bank. The banks are full of carved balustraded flower buildings. The wind blows and the leaves are flying red. The buildings are full of red tea. It is a good place for rich and powerful people to look for flowers and willows in Jiang'an.
Warm wine was tied to the Furong River by Li Laihua. It was evening. Li Laihua dragged her and bargained with the procuress of Hualou like selling goods.
Li Laihua was not satisfied with the price after three or four quarrels. "Twelve? It's too few. Look at this little face. It will grow in two years. It must be a beauty who can be a cash cow for you! Add more!"
He kept blankly warming the wine and suddenly opened his mouth and bit Li Laihua's thumb. He died until his lips were covered with blood and didn't loosen a bit.
"Let go! You stupid bitch, let go!" Li Laihua howled in pain and kept beating her and kicking her. She just didn't let go until she didn't have the strength to fall to the ground and curled up like a desperate little beast.
The wound on Li Laihua's hand has deep bone.
Seeing the blood, the procuress of the Hualou repeatedly scolded her bad luck. While calling in thugs to beat them out, she scolded, "it's hard to say if you can live two years! Get out of here!"
The thugs threw Wenjiu and Li Laihua out together. The dust was flying outside the door. The passers-by had been used to this scene for a long time. They looked at it, smiled and turned away.
Li Laihua picked her up and slapped her hard. "You dead girl, give me trouble at this time! The Wen family doesn't want you. I'm kind enough to send you to a good place to enjoy happiness. You don't know how to be grateful and bite me!"
When he finished, his hand hurt badly. Looking at the people coming and going in the street, his eyes flashed. Suddenly his tone was much better and coaxed him: "ah Jiu, if you are more calm, my uncle can find a good place for you, otherwise you will starve to death and no one will take care of the streets in the future."
Wen Jiu's face was burning and painful. He looked up at the sky and was stunned. His eyes didn't have any aura in the past.
On this day, dark clouds filled the sky.
She thought: if it rains and thunders, it may kill people.
Li Laihua rubbed her hands, took the warm wine to the street, picked up a straw from the ground and put it on her head.
Just a moment later, he shouted, "sell your body to save your father! Sell your body to save your father! Come and have a look! A 13-year-old girl, when she is tender, only needs twenty Liang! Buy it back and be a servant girl, wash clothes and cook! Wash your feet and warm your bed! It's all right!"
Twelve year old Wen Jiu had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his face was beaten red. Since he was humiliated, a pair of apricot eyes burst into tears, which became more colorful in the eyes of others.
She bit her lips and looked up at the sky to prevent herself from crying.
Why not thunder?
Doesn't it mean that God is the most fair?
You killed Li Laihua!
However, dark clouds rolled in the sky and lightning whizzed past, but Li Laihua still stood in front of her and shouted to stop pedestrians coming and going.
A rich merchant in his fifties smiled and said, "I'm so young. I don't know if my body is open. I'm afraid it's meaningless to be on the couch!"
Next to the crowd followed to coax, "this little face is good, but this look is too fierce. I'm afraid it's not easy to tame."
"I just like those who have a temper like this. Come on, take off your clothes! Let me see how good the goods are!"
The sound fell, and everyone laughed.
All kinds of sounds overlap and surround the warm wine ear.
Li Laihua responded well, turned around, tore open her outer shirt and tore up the innocence of Wenjiu in the past 12 years.
The thin and white shoulders lost their cover and were exposed in front of people. The hemp rope tied her hands and feet to death. Her body was full of blue and purple bruises. The men around laughed even more and marveled that the little girl could bear it and didn't cry.
The rich merchant in his fifties said with a smile, "keep taking it off. When can she be tough? It makes me happy. Silver is not a matter!"
Li Laihua nodded and bowed in response, tearing off the warm wine clothes bit by bit.
There was thunder in the sky, and the big rain suddenly fell.
It was midsummer. Pedestrians hurried through the streets. Everyone left at a glance. Only a group of men were interested in discussing the good waist and the small shoulder
Wen Jiu's eyes turned red and his lower lip bit blood, but he tried not to cry.
Wen's father and mother have nurtured her, and she can't hate it.
Zhang Wen was rich and ignorant. She sold her as an outsider for the sake of old age. She had nothing to say.
But just because she is a wild species that no one wants, does she deserve to be pushed into hell? Life is better than death?
I hate it!
Why was she the only one who was born abandoned? Why did you pick her up and let Li Laihua trample on her like this?
Wen Jiu bit his teeth and hit Li Laihua, who kept tearing her clothes, with his head, and hit him in the heart.
Li Laihua fell on her back. She was dizzy.
"Little girl, don't you want silver? I'll give it to you!" the men laughed, threw down a few copper coins on the ground and stretched out their hands to tear her hard to hide clothes.
Warm wine struggling, crying is useless, shouting is useless.
The dark clouds all over the sky pressed down on her. Everything in front of her was dark. All the people in front of her were animals.
Wenjiu thought, I'm dying.
The hot tears burst into my eyes and mixed into the rain, which was difficult to distinguish.
Everyone is laughing.
Only she knows so clearly that this life will stop on this day.
Warm wine poured into the rain, and there was a blur in front of me. I couldn't tell whose hand was first extended to her.
Suddenly, a peach blossom shot down from above, penetrated the man's palm, and blood fell to the ground.
The petals fluttered and fell between the blending of blood and rain.
"Who gave you the courage to be so disgusting in Jiang'an?" the young man in Fei's clothes jumped down from the second floor window, opened the folding fan, turned over and turned around more than the sword, and forcibly pulled the people around her, and the pain and voices of the people were mixed together.
Before Wenjiu could see who was coming, a big crimson sleeved shirt covered her
The visitor pulled her up from the ground through her clothes and beat the people with flower branches in one hand. He didn't forget to say with warm wine: "see? Beating people should hit the key and kill a thousand words to lose 800. Although it sounds good, it's really not a good way."
At that time, his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see the person in front of him. He only knew that he was a young man with a clear voice. In a twinkling of an eye, he beat the person down.
On the flower building, the girls cheered, the Yingsheng and Yanyu were lively.
Seeing that the young man had broken his business, Li Laihua raised the stone at his feet and smashed it. The young man flew up and kicked Li Laihua's leg.
All the people around fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. They all cried for mercy and admitted their mistakes.
The young man took her in one hand and a folding fan in the other. He stood in the wind and rain. His posture was like jade. He only turned back and said to the childe who came along: "send these individuals to your prison."
The latter said bitterly, "you can't make the movement smaller. There's still an accident in a place like Furong bank. If my father knows, he won't break my leg!"
"Less nonsense, go quickly." the young man opened the folding fan, warmed the wine and retreated violently.
The boy raised his hand and clasped her wrist. He put the fully unfolded folding fan on the top of the warm wine to cover the wind and rain.
The wind blew the boy's clothes flying, and his poetic and picturesque eyebrows and eyes were blurred in the heavy rain.
Wen Jiu only saw him smile vaguely, "what are you hiding? A little girl's film doesn't look good to me. I should be afraid you'll depend on me."
The busiest place in Changping county is Furong bank. The banks are full of carved balustraded flower buildings. The wind blows and the leaves are flying red. The buildings are full of red tea. It is a good place for rich and powerful people to look for flowers and willows in Jiang'an.Warm wine was tied to the Furong River by Li Laihua. It was evening. Li Laihua dragged her and bargained with the procuress of Hualou like selling goods.Li Laihua was not satisfied with the price after three or four quarrels. "Twelve? It's too few. Look at this little face. It will grow in two years. It must be a beauty who can be a cash cow for you! Add more!"He kept blankly warming the wine and suddenly opened his mouth and bit Li Laihua's thumb. He died until his lips were covered with blood and didn't loosen a bit."Let go! You stupid bitch, let go!" Li Laihua howled in pain and kept beating her and kicking her. She just didn't let go until she didn't have the strength to fall to the ground and curled up like a desperate little beast.The wound on Li Laihua's hand has deep bone.Seeing the blood, the procuress of the Hualou repeatedly scolded her bad luck. While calling in thugs to beat them out, she scolded, "it's hard to say if you can live two years! Get out of here!"The thugs threw Wenjiu and Li Laihua out together. The dust was flying outside the door. The passers-by had been used to this scene for a long time. They looked at it, smiled and turned away.Li Laihua picked her up and slapped her hard. "You dead girl, give me trouble at this time! The Wen family doesn't want you. I'm kind enough to send you to a good place to enjoy happiness. You don't know how to be grateful and bite me!"When he finished, his hand hurt badly. Looking at the people coming and going in the street, his eyes flashed. Suddenly his tone was much better and coaxed him: "ah Jiu, if you are more calm, my uncle can find a good place for you, otherwise you will starve to death and no one will take care of the streets in the future."Wen Jiu's face was burning and painful. He looked up at the sky and was stunned. His eyes didn't have any aura in the past.On this day, dark clouds filled the sky.She thought: if it rains and thunders, it may kill people.Li Laihua rubbed her hands, took the warm wine to the street, picked up a straw from the ground and put it on her head.Just a moment later, he shouted, "sell your body to save your father! Sell your body to save your father! Come and have a look! A 13-year-old girl, when she is tender, only needs twenty Liang! Buy it back and be a servant girl, wash clothes and cook! Wash your feet and warm your bed! It's all right!"Twelve year old Wen Jiu had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his face was beaten red. Since he was humiliated, a pair of apricot eyes burst into tears, which became more colorful in the eyes of others.She bit her lips and looked up at the sky to prevent herself from crying.Why not thunder?Doesn't it mean that God is the most fair?You killed Li Laihua!However, dark clouds rolled in the sky and lightning whizzed past, but Li Laihua still stood in front of her and shouted to stop pedestrians coming and going.A rich merchant in his fifties smiled and said, "I'm so young. I don't know if my body is open. I'm afraid it's meaningless to be on the couch!"Next to the crowd followed to coax, "this little face is good, but this look is too fierce. I'm afraid it's not easy to tame.""I just like those who have a temper like this. Come on, take off your clothes! Let me see how good the goods are!"The sound fell, and everyone laughed.All kinds of sounds overlap and surround the warm wine ear.Li Laihua responded well, turned around, tore open her outer shirt and tore up the innocence of Wenjiu in the past 12 years.The thin and white shoulders lost their cover and were exposed in front of people. The hemp rope tied her hands and feet to death. Her body was full of blue and purple bruises. The men around laughed even more and marveled that the little girl could bear it and didn't cry.The rich merchant in his fifties said with a smile, "keep taking it off. When can she be tough? It makes me happy. Silver is not a matter!"Li Laihua nodded and bowed in response, tearing off the warm wine clothes bit by bit.There was thunder in the sky, and the big rain suddenly fell.It was midsummer. Pedestrians hurried through the streets. Everyone left at a glance. Only a group of men were interested in discussing the good waist and the small shoulderWen Jiu's eyes turned red and his lower lip bit blood, but he tried not to cry.Wen's father and mother have nurtured her, and she can't hate it.Zhang Wen was rich and ignorant. She sold her as an outsider for the sake of old age. She had nothing to say.But just because she is a wild species that no one wants, does she deserve to be pushed into hell? Life is better than death?I hate it!Why was she the only one who was born abandoned? Why did you pick her up and let Li Laihua trample on her like this?Wen Jiu bit his teeth and hit Li Laihua, who kept tearing her clothes, with his head, and hit him in the heart.Li Laihua fell on her back. She was dizzy."Little girl, don't you want silver? I'll give it to you!" the men laughed, threw down a few copper coins on the ground and stretched out their hands to tear her hard to hide clothes.Warm wine struggling, crying is useless, shouting is useless.The dark clouds all over the sky pressed down on her. Everything in front of her was dark. All the people in front of her were animals.Wenjiu thought, I'm dying.The hot tears burst into my eyes and mixed into the rain, which was difficult to distinguish.Everyone is laughing.Only she knows so clearly that this life will stop on this day.Warm wine poured into the rain, and there was a blur in front of me. I couldn't tell whose hand was first extended to her.Suddenly, a peach blossom shot down from above, penetrated the man's palm, and blood fell to the ground.The petals fluttered and fell between the blending of blood and rain."Who gave you the courage to be so disgusting in Jiang'an?" the young man in Fei's clothes jumped down from the second floor window, opened the folding fan, turned over and turned around more than the sword, and forcibly pulled the people around her, and the pain and voices of the people were mixed together.Before Wenjiu could see who was coming, a big crimson sleeved shirt covered herThe visitor pulled her up from the ground through her clothes and beat the people with flower branches in one hand. He didn't forget to say with warm wine: "see? Beating people should hit the key and kill a thousand words to lose 800. Although it sounds good, it's really not a good way."At that time, his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see the person in front of him. He only knew that he was a young man with a clear voice. In a twinkling of an eye, he beat the person down.On the flower building, the girls cheered, the Yingsheng and Yanyu were lively.Seeing that the young man had broken his business, Li Laihua raised the stone at his feet and smashed it. The young man flew up and kicked Li Laihua's leg.All the people around fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. They all cried for mercy and admitted their mistakes.The young man took her in one hand and a folding fan in the other. He stood in the wind and rain. His posture was like jade. He only turned back and said to the childe who came along: "send these individuals to your prison."The latter said bitterly, "you can't make the movement smaller. There's still an accident in a place like Furong bank. If my father knows, he won't break my leg!""Less nonsense, go quickly." the young man opened the folding fan, warmed the wine and retreated violently.The boy raised his hand and clasped her wrist. He put the fully unfolded folding fan on the top of the warm wine to cover the wind and rain.The wind blew the boy's clothes flying, and his poetic and picturesque eyebrows and eyes were blurred in the heavy rain.Wen Jiu only saw him smile vaguely, "what are you hiding? A little girl's film doesn't look good to me. I should be afraid you'll depend on me."
