"Ouch! Hiss, how can I scrape my butt with this bamboo board? Isn't there any paper? Ah?"

In the early morning, the sky was bright and there was a roar.

Meng Ajiu was so frightened that she suddenly opened her eyes, and the light fell on her stunned face from the crack in the locked door of the dilapidated woodshed.

She looked blankly at the direction of the sound coming from outside the window lattice - the latrine.

Where is she? Look at her little hands. They are two joints shorter. Every stitch on the patch on her tattered clothes is so familiar that it brings tears to her eyes.

She's back, my God! This woodshed looks so familiar. Wasn't it the same time she was fifteen?

"Is there anyone alive and breathing who can come forward and say something?"

There was another inhumane cracking sound.

Only then did little Ajiu realize that it was the father who wanted to sell her to Yuan Li for money.

After that, she became the housemaid who could be bullied by everyone.

This was an era of war and chaos, with refugees everywhere and three years of drought leading to thousands of miles of red land.

She started a life of escape with the Li family's troops, and she ran away for several years. It was not until one day that she heard that the bad old man wanted to eat her up that her miserable life ended.

At this moment, she was dizzy because she had not eaten for three days, and the familiar feeling once again reminded her that she was definitely reborn.

"Bang bang bang." The sound of banging on the door came from outside the hospital, bringing Ah Jiu back to reality.

The father stopped yelling: "Finally, someone can breathe. Wait, I will open the door for you."

During this period, the doors were closed no matter day or night. Food was the most important thing for the people. In an era when there was not enough to eat, it was common to break into private houses to snatch food, which exposed human nature in a terrible way.

With a squeaking sound, Meng Shaode opened the tattered wooden door, holding his butt that was almost scratched into an anal fistula by a piece of bamboo.

"Where are the people? We agreed to bring them today." Several people strode in.

"Human? Who?" Meng Shaode said something different, staring directly at the four or five strong men coming from outside.

Ah Jiu, however, was no longer calm. He immediately recognized that this was the housekeeper from Mr. Li's residence and that he was here to fetch someone.

Little Ajiu was shocked, her mind was filled with the fear of being persecuted by that bad old man, and she dragged her chest to her back and grabbed the doorframe with both hands.

She had to escape. Although she was reborn, it was precisely because of this that she had to cherish her life even more.

Gritting his teeth, there was no sign of the door rope being broken at all. Ah Jiu gasped for air and sweat flowed down his neck.

Her body was really too weak. After a few tugs, she was so tired that she sat down against the door panel with stars in her eyes, her eyes filled with despair.

Couldn't God give her one in a million mercy?

"What? This beast, selling his daughter? Oh, my God, what kind of world is this? Wuwuwu..."

Meng Shaode burst into tears.

Ah Jiu was stunned. The man outside was indeed his father, but something seemed wrong with him.

Besides, didn't he listen to his grandmother and let him sell his own at this juncture when everyone was facing starvation?

Why is he crying? The Li family came to fetch someone and exchanged some money. Shouldn't they be happy at this moment?

"Master De, let's call you Master De. That's because we think highly of you. Don't think that because Zeng Jin has been a escort under Mr. Wang, you feel that you have a face. If you don't hand it over today, I will still interrupt you."

Dog legs.”

Behind the housekeeper of the Li Mansion were four or five thugs. Even though two of them had horn knives on their waists and could beat someone to death at any time, a few of them were ready to make a move and were obviously a little timid.

After all, Meng Shaode had indeed been a bodyguard before. He had encountered some bandits and robbers on the road, and had killed many robbers. Not to mention his appearance, he was tall and thick, and there was a scar across the bridge of his nose on his face. Even though he was crying at the moment.

There is no trace of hostility exuding from his body.
Chapter completed!