The children looked at Xiao Fuyuan's angry expression and imagined a drama in which she was bullied.
"Little aunt, why did he bully you?" Dalang asked, clenching his fists.
"Xiao Yuanbao, this kid is not a good person at first glance, I will help you beat him up." Zhao Xiaogui, the grandson of the village chief, took a step forward and said viciously.
"Xiao Yuanbao, when he bullies you, he bullies me. Watch me prick him with my father's needles." The speaker was Wu Chaojing, the son of Wu Langzhong. He was studying acupuncture with his father, and it happened to be an experiment on someone.
Xiao Fuyuan saw so many people supporting her.
She felt relieved that she didn't give out the candies and cakes to them in vain. At critical moments, she stood by her like a magnet.
With the strength of the crowd, Xiao Fuyuan raised his chin and looked at the young master of the county magistrate opposite.
The young master of the county magistrate looked aggrieved. Why did he bully her?
Not only was he not bullied, he was also slapped by her.
These wild bastards from the countryside crowded around each other, each one more fierce than the other.
The county magistrate quietly looked at his father, who was holding the hand of the white wooden board and enjoying himself with the people. The yamen servants were helping the Bai family set up stools, chop firewood, and solidify the fence.
Okay, a powerful dragon cannot overpower a local snake.
He surrendered for the time being.
Isn't it because she didn't agree to let her be a child bride, so she beat herself.
"I didn't bully you, but you hit me. From now on, you will be the maid in my room, but you can't do this anymore. How can a servant hit the master?"
"Who is your maid! What a beautiful thought!" Xiao Fuyuan stamped her feet and roared.
Still don’t want to be his maid?
Ren Yazi said that being a maid in his family is the ultimate dream of many girls. She is not beaten or scolded, has a regular monthly schedule, eats and drinks with her master, which is much better than living in the countryside.
"You don't want to be a maid, but you really want to be my child bride?" The young master of the county magistrate shouted loudly, "No, although your father and your brother are tiger fighting heroes, you are still a farmer's girl. My mother said that I will be my future wife." She must be a lady from a famous family."
Xiaofu angrily stamped his feet on his hips, almost wanting to use his skills in the lower mountain village that day and grab a snake or toad and stuff it into his mouth.
For the sake of the magistrate, she had tried her best to endure it.
Now that he couldn't bear it anymore, Xiao Fuyuan stretched out his hands and was about to grab the face of the young master of the county magistrate.
Xiao Fuyuan was a small man. He jumped on his feet and scratched the face of the county magistrate, but the skin was not scratched.
She was small and out of breath from exhaustion.
Faced with the siege of a group of children, the young master of the county magistrate did not care to find out who A Zhen was. He pointed at little Fuyuan and shouted: "Take them all away, and I will treat you as my aunt in the future."
What the hell?
Forget about the maid, how about another aunt?
Xiaofu Yuanbao angrily jumped to catch the other party again. Wu Chaojing, who was stabbed out from the side, pointed and retorted: "Xiaofu Yuanbao will not be your child bride, nor your eldest maid, nor your aunt. You If you act like that, I'll prick you with a needle."
After saying that, he took off the hairpin on his head, and inside were several needles for his daily practice.
The young master of the county magistrate was frightened by the needle in Wu Chaojing's hand and shook a few times.
Seeing Xiao Fuyuan's face looking forward to a good show, she felt that she was about to become his maid. There was no reason for a master to be afraid of a maid.
He mustered up the courage to say to Wu Chaojing, "She just said she wanted to be my child bride, and I wasn't lying."
Wu Chao happily raised the needle in his hand and said in a voice louder than the county magistrate's young master: "Nonsense! Little Fuyuan is pampered by the family, and it is no one's turn to be her child bride."
Xiao Fuyuan kept nodding beside her. After all, it was Wu Chaojing who was literate and studied medicine, so he was insightful.
Unexpectedly, Wu Chaojing's next words made Xiao Yuanbao want to run away with him.
"Xiao Yuanbao will be my wife in the future."
What?
Xiao Fuyuan's eyes widened?
Which one is this from?
She wanted to remind Wu Chaojing that it was too late. Your father and my second brother are brothers.
Wu Chaojing looked at the county magistrate boy proudly.
"Shut up! Who is your wife!" Xiao Fuyuan roared, "I am not a child bride, I am not someone else's wife, I am not a maid."
Wu Chaojing looked hurt. He knew that in terms of seniority, he called Aunt Xiaofuyuan. But his grandmother said, what are you afraid of? They don’t have the same surname. The previous emperor even married his niece as the queen.
It is said that the Wu family suppressed their wives. His father killed his unmarried fiancée before they got married. His mother also suppressed her father after she gave birth to him.
His grandmother said that only the blessing of Xiao Yuanbao can suppress the evil spirit of the old Wu family.
Is your wife missing now?
The young master of the county magistrate: "..."
His mother said that the girl from Lao Bai's family was smart and the best candidate for his eldest maid. She also said that being his eldest maid was a blessing she had acquired in her previous life.
Why isn't she happy?
Wu Chaojing and the young master of the county magistrate had big eyes and small eyes.
"Well, how do your maids serve people? Are they given meat to eat?" You Mazi's daughter whispered to the young master of the county magistrate.
She had heard her mother say that maids from wealthy families had a better life than ordinary rich families in Nanguan Town, and she also said that it would be great if she had the chance to work as a maid. She was a little tempted. Since Xiao Yuanbao didn't want to be a maid, she wanted to go.
The young master of the county magistrate put his hands behind his back and said with an air of dignity: "I will give you some meat to eat. My personal maid only needs to make my bed, fold my quilt, put on my clothes, and pour the chamber pot. There is nothing else to do."
What?
The children around were shocked!
What is the operation of pouring a chamber pot?
"Bah! Why don't you pee and show yourself whether you are worthy or not?" Erlang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, activated his poisonous tongue skills, "Ah Zhen, from the capital, is better dressed than you, and the family official is older than your father. You don't even let the maid empty the urinal. How dare you? With your fat face? "
Everyone nodded, yes, yes.
Ah Zhen is from the capital, and he is not as arrogant as you.
In the minds of the children in Shenshu Village, the capital city must be better than Yangfeng County, and A Zhen's father's official position must be higher than that of the county magistrate.
How did Ah Zhen treat Xiao Yuan Bao? His son, a county magistrate, actually wanted Xiao Yuan Bao to pour a urinal for him.
It’s so disrespectful!
What a bully!
The children of Shenshu Village looked at the young master of the county magistrate with evil eyes.
"How dare you ask my little aunt to pour you a chamber pot." Da Lang waved his fist. If the fifth uncle had been here, he would have lifted the young master of the county magistrate and thrown him to the ground.
He is not that strong, but the taste of iron fist can still be brewed.
With a bang, Dalang punched the young master of the county magistrate in the face.
The young master of the county magistrate had a sore nose, and there were stars in his eyes. Before he could react, Saburo pushed him to the ground with a roar.
"You bully my little aunt, don't leave my yard today."
"That's right, you dare to let Xiao Yuanbao pour the chamber pot. How shameless." Wu Chaojing and Zhao Xiaogui rolled up their sleeves, and He Li went up and held down the young master of the county magistrate.
"Hit him! Beat him hard!"
"Let's see if he is still arrogant!"
A group of children, led by Da Lang, howled like a group of little tigers, punching and kicking the young master of the county magistrate.
Xiao Fuyuan was stunned.
But no matter what, my father is still enjoying himself with the people.
(End of chapter)
