Chapter 74 72. Do you know who my surname is? (Please give me monthly tickets)

Author: nonsense and gossip

Chapter 74 72. Do you know who my surname is? (Please give me monthly tickets)

Listening to the gentleman's question, Xiaocao still didn't answer. Then he saw the other man let out a long sigh and stopped asking.

She sat silently beside the young man, her head lowered, but her eyes were focused on the wine glass.

Thinking that if the young gentleman had finished the wine in the glass, she would add a little more, but in the end she found that... the young gentleman asked for wine, but did not drink a drop.

She was already a little warmer, but her stomach was growling fiercely. She only had a bowl of thin porridge and water for breakfast. Looking at the pheasant meat on the young man's table, she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at it again.

She is afraid...

I'm afraid I can't help but grab a piece.

At this time, she heard the big man drawing the sword saying to the young man, "Achu is not happy?"

Xiaocao raised his head slightly and focused his eyes on the young man. Is this young man called A Chu? Then he only nodded and said nothing.

She thought, why is the young man unhappy? Obviously... he can afford dry corn and meat... can such a noble man be unhappy?

"Brother, why are you unhappy?" At this time, the younger gentleman next to him asked again. Xiaocao glanced over there. The young gentleman had a great appetite and had already eaten two pieces of pheasant meat, so

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

She wants to eat too.

However, the young man beside her still did not answer.

It's so strange, this young gentleman just said so many words.

Xiaocao boldly raised her head and wanted to see what was going on, but she might as well... happened to see Xiao Langjun turning his face.

Ah...this young man is so handsome.

Xiaocao exclaimed, and then she was glad that she didn't say these words.

"What's wrong?"

"No...nothing." Xiaocao quickly lowered his head, shook his head, and huddled up.

…

Huang Yueying saw this and stopped looking at Xiaocao.

I picked up my chopsticks and took a few mouthfuls of rice, slowly eating some meat and vegetables. The taste was very average.

Then, she picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Well, it was rice wine with a very low alcohol content. She put the wine glass down and Xiaocao quickly poured her another glass.

Huang Yueying also drank by herself. This kind of wine, in later generations, would not even be as strong as beer... Then, she forgot that this body did not come from later generations.

His face turned red visibly, but it was a bit bright.

Shaking his head, he felt a little sleepy.

But when he thought of what happened today, he directly grabbed Xiaocao's hand that was pouring wine, pointed at the forearm that was exposed because the clothes were not long enough, and said,

"Who beat you like this!"

"No... I... fell by myself." Xiaocao was stunned, and then said quickly.

She knew that what the young man said just now was right, they were just passers-by... Even if he helped her at this time, he could not take her away... For her, this was not a good thing at all.

She is fifteen this year, and it has been five years since she was bought back by the owner of this inn.

In the past five years, no one had vented their anger on her behalf, but only vented their anger.

After those guests left, the shopkeeper would feel embarrassed and scold her. Then the shopkeeper's wife would drag her directly to the kitchen and beat her severely with a tree branch.

"Nonsense! If you can fall like this after falling, do you really think that I am drunk?" Huang Yueying became angry.

She felt a little over the top, but her mind was still clear.

Therefore... what later generations called drunken sex was clearly a fake act.

Gan Ning, who was on the side, saw the marks on the little girl's hands and slammed the bowl in his hand to the ground. How could he not know that he had been deceived by the shopkeeper.

Seeing this, the remaining guards immediately drew out their swords, stood up immediately, and guarded Huang Yueying.

"This young gentleman, this... is really... Xiaocao threw it by himself." The shopkeeper trembled and hurried over, begging for mercy and explaining, feeling anxious in his heart. He was only looking forward to his incompetent son.

Go to the county government office early to ask for help.

"Sir, someone ran away, I thought it was a tip-off." Someone said.

Huang Yueying hummed, looked at Gan Ning, and warned, "Brother, if you can help it, don't kill anyone."

"Yes, brother knows." Gan Ning agreed.

Seeing this, Huang Jun on the side continued to eat his food silently. It was not advisable to waste food. Farming was still too tiring.

This little girl is lucky to have met his sister.

"Xiao...Xiao Langjun, Xiaocao really did fall by himself." Xiaocao repeated it again, with some hope in her eyes, but she quickly lowered her head.

The customers who helped her out in the past would not be so aggressive.

As for why she didn't run away... her parents were both tenant farmers of the shopkeeper's house, so how could she run away?

"Don't be anxious." Huang Yueying then patted Xiaocao's hand and said, "Pour some wine for me."

"Xiao Langjun..." Seeing this, Xiaocao didn't know what to do.

The shopkeeper, on the other hand, shouted angrily, "Hurry up and pour wine for this young master!"

Xiaocao agreed obediently and continued to pour the wine.

"Do you know what my surname is?" Huang Yueying took the wine glass and took another sip.

Most of the time, she really doesn't want to bully others...but, there are too many injustices in the world, so if she doesn't take action, she really feels sorry for her conscience.

"Xiaocao...I don't know."

"I am Huang Chu in Mianyang. I studied under Chengyan Gong. I am thirteen years old. Now I am appointed by Liu Jingzhou as a five-industry official. I am responsible for supervising the construction of Xiangyang Academy." Huang Yueying said gently, "I came to Xiangyang this time for

I visited various aristocratic families in Jingzhou regarding the collection of books in the Academy."

"But I didn't expect that I would see such a thing just a few hours after leaving Xiangyang. The so-called wine makes people brave, but this wine... is not drunk in vain, although the taste is very ordinary."

Huang...Chu? Xiaocao thought about this name in his mind.

She has heard it.

Many businessmen have told me this.

These people called him Mr. Xiao. He was thirteen years old, but he was talented and learned and had noble conduct. Now he was recruited by the state pastor, and he was envied by many people.

If she is such a person, she...has hope this time, right?

"Young gentleman, this wine is not very good at all." The fat shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I will bring you another pot of good wine to calm down your anger."

Huang Chu! Mr. Huang Chu!

He was joking two days ago, saying that the little gentleman is about the same age as his own daughter... If there is a chance, she can be given to the little gentleman, even if she is a concubine, and she will be very successful.

I can't afford it!

"Go get it." Huang Yueying nodded, her mind clearer.

The shopkeeper also had a pretty good face and was thick enough. He also knew that it would be difficult for him to give in to her before the reinforcements arrived, given his age.

"Hey, let's go here." The fat shopkeeper quickly turned around to get the wine.

There were only one or two travelers occasionally in the guest house. Seeing this scene, they hid far away.

"Ah Chu, your jug ​​of wine doesn't taste good?" Gan Ning smiled, took it directly, took a sip from the jug, and then laughed, "It's much better than Brother Wei's jug."

"That's all, brother, just drink it." Huang Yueying didn't care.

She couldn't hold back what happened today. Originally, she didn't want to be so high-profile during her trip to Nanyang, but...she really couldn't bear to see the scarred children pouring wine and tea for her in future generations.

Every time Xiaocao poured a glass of wine, she could look at the scars, and every time she looked at them, her anger increased.

Finally it was time to bear it no longer.

Then, there is no need to endure it any longer.

"Xiaocao, what's your... last name?" Huang Yueying asked.

"The last name is...Deng." Xiaocao replied tremblingly.

"Deng, it's considered a common surname in Nanyang." Huang Yueying thought for a moment, "Why was she sold here?"

"We have been fighting, food has been robbed, there is not enough food at home, and my brother is also sick..." Deng Xiaocao explained.

"What happens next?"

"Then my father and mother had no choice but to sell the grass to Shopkeeper Zhou..."

"Do you have enough food at home?"

"It wasn't enough, so I finally sold the land to shopkeeper Zhou... My father and mother became their tenants, but my brother still died."
To be continued...