When Nie Zhao came out of Shuxiang Pavilion with a thick pile of things, he realized that he had unknowingly bought so many things for Jiang Yue and paid for them. The key was to pay for her...
Jiang Yue looked at him with admiring eyes. He was like a god in her eyes. Could it be that he wanted to return the things?
But he really felt as if he had been knocked down. He had no memory at all. He only remembered Jiang Yue's eyes as clear as snow.
Nie Zhao's beautiful face had an expression that was hard to describe. He threw everything into Jiang Yue's arms: "Take it yourself."
How could Jiang Yue take so many things? The books fell to the floor with clatter. She bent down to pick them up and called out: "Third brother, third brother, wait for me."
Nie Zhao slowed down, moved slowly, bought two roasted sweet potatoes and waited for her.
"Little lady, are you okay?" Jiang Yue stretched out a fair and thin hand in front of her and picked up the books she dropped one by one. Her tone and movements were very gentle.
Jiang Yue followed her gaze and saw that this person was wearing a woman's white dress. But when her eyes fell on his face, she couldn't help but be surprised. This person was sickly thin and in his early twenties. Although his appearance was delicate and elegant, his face was covered with makeup. Unhappy and sad, and he is actually a man?
Not only is she wearing a skirt, but she also has her hair tied sideways in a bun. She is completely dressed as a woman, which is really strange.
Jiang Yue took the book from his hand and quickly thanked him. He liked to wear white clothes, so he was probably a good person.
The man just smiled slightly, nodded, turned to look at Nie Zhao, and said in a familiar tone with a hint of accusation: "A Zhao, why are you bullying a girl again? Let her carry such a heavy book. You really haven't been considerate of girls since you were a child. "
When Nie Zhao saw him, he was slightly startled, then became a little more impatient, and his tone was a little mocking: "Hey, why are you back? Are you no longer your number one in Beisifang?"
The other party seemed to smile helplessly, and what he said made Jiang Yue stand on his head: "I was drunk and accidentally strangled the guest to death, so I was driven back."
Manager Nie thought so. He snorted coldly and waved to Jiang Yue: "Come home with me and avoid contact with people like this. You might have some kind of disease in your body."
The man wasn't angry either, but still smiled helplessly at him.
Jiang Yue quickly took the book back from the other party's hand and struggled to follow Nie Zhao. Nie Zhao took the book and gave her the roasted sweet potato in his hand. After walking far away, he asked: "What? I'll pick one up for you." You can’t bear to part with the book and don’t want to leave with me?”
Holding the hot sweet potatoes in her arms was like holding a hot stove. Jiang Yue's cold body began to warm up. She shook her head: "No, no, third brother is the best to me."
The third brother gave her food, drink, shelter, and provided for her to go to school. Although she was grateful for the man who helped her pick up books, how could she think that he was better than the third brother because of this?
"That's pretty much it." Nie Zhao freed up his hand and pinched her cheek. When he found it was cold, he rubbed it twice more.
Jiang Yue was sore from being rubbed that she bit her lower lip to keep silent. The more she endured, the harder Nie Zhao became, trying to force her to stop until her eyes turned red, but he failed. Then he gave up and said: "If you meet him in the future, don't get too close. He has hysteria. Although he usually only hurts men when he goes crazy, who knows if he will attack you? It's not a decent business. Stay away and be safe.”
Nie Zhao couldn't tell her exactly why it was so inappropriate.
There was something embarrassing in Zhucheng, but he clearly should have told her, but he still couldn't open his mouth. Every time he saw it, his mouth felt sticky. It was probably because she was too young, and the little conscience he had left made him Reached from the brink.
Jiang Yue nodded, indicating that she understood. She thought to herself that there were many strange people in Zhucheng.
Sure enough, as Nie Zhao said, from that day on, she often saw the young man, who greeted her with a smile and asked her if she wanted to eat candy.
Jiang Yue was vague, and after listening to Nie Zhao's words, she lowered her head and left. The other party was not angry and would still say hello to her next time they met.
As time passed, Nie didn't take care of her tightly. She was seduced and would occasionally chat with him. He said his name was Prajna, which didn't sound like his real name. When Jiang Yue asked him again, he just laughed and didn't answer.
"Does Nie Zhao want to teach you how to read?" Prajna lived next door. He leaned on the wall and asked with a smile, "He is very knowledgeable, but unfortunately has a bad temper. He is not a good teacher. If you can trust me, I can teach you." .”
"No, third brother, you want to send me to school." Jiang Yue said while sweeping the floor.
"A school," he thought for a moment and nodded, "that's good too. It's better to have people of similar age than to be alone at home."
"You said Third Brother is very knowledgeable?" Jiang Yue couldn't help but ask, "Are you very, very familiar with him?"
Jiang Yue couldn't help but want to know more about Nie Zhao. She felt that there must be many secrets about the third brother. He always looked happy. In fact, when he was lying on the tree, she observed However, his eyes were empty and filled with loneliness.
"We are quite familiar with each other. His second brother and I are classmates. We often hear him mention it," Prajna said with a chuckle. "Speaking of which, your third brother was very famous when he was in the capital. Most people don't know about it. he."
Jiang Yue was amazed.
"But why did you call him third brother? He doesn't have a kind-hearted character that would accept outsiders without any hesitation, and he doesn't have any cousins."
Jiang Yue couldn't help but feel sad when she mentioned this matter. She told him exactly how she found her husband. When she heard that Nie Zhao had a younger brother, Nie Mei, the corner of Prajna's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He really did belong to him.
Before Prajna could explain how Nie Zhao got his name, the rightful owner had already come out of the room, and the two of them kept silent in a tacit understanding.
After Nie Zhao's eyes circled between the two of them, he carried Jiang Yue back like a little chicken.
Zhucheng has been extremely dry and cold this year. It has been so dry that there has not been a few snowfalls at all. The auspicious snow can herald a good year. If the snow does not fall, the insects in the ground will not freeze to death, and the land will not be nourished. Two granaries have been burned. Next year's harvest will be certain. The reduction in production made life even more difficult for the people. The prefect Li Hu was so worried that he was almost bald. He called "adults" from all over the place to discuss the matter and finally came to the conclusion - to pursue the food arrears from Yuancheng.
In the past few years, Yuancheng had reduced its production and could not pay taxes, so it was borrowed 3,000 shi from the city. Now, although the two cities are neighbors, their situations are very different. The people of Yuancheng have no worries about food and clothing, and it is time to pay back these 3,000 shi. It's time.
Jiang Yue naturally knew nothing about this. She was counting the days on her fingers, nervously waiting for the arrival of spring.
The more nervous she became, the more severe she stuttered. In the past, she could connect four words together, but now she started to stutter on two words. Nie Zhao became more tired when communicating with her.
"If you were talking to your teacher, would you have to talk like this?" Maybe it would be better to talk to him smoothly if you were talking to your teacher. Just thinking about it, Nie Zhaoguang could already imagine her embarrassment and embarrassment at that time.
When Jiang Yue heard him ask this, she couldn't help but grab the hem of her clothes. She said nothing, her heart already beating.
Nie Zhao stepped forward, pinched her cheeks, and made her open her mouth: "Let me see if the tongue tie is intact, which is why she stutters when speaking."
Jiang Yue obediently raised her head while recalling: "I, when I was young, it was not like this. Later, my mother-in-law said that I talked too much, no, I was restless. I talked. , she, she would wrap it with a board, wet cloth, hit, hit my mouth."
She said this very calmly and naturally, as if it was normal and normal.
Nie Zhao's brows furrowed when he heard that. Hitting the board directly would definitely leave a mark. If you wrap it in a wet cloth, not only would there be no mark after the blow, but the pain would be sharper and longer lasting. It would stay under the skin and linger for a long time. It was very decent but vicious. The punishment method, no wonder he can endure the pain so much, he has been beaten since he was a child.
"The tongue is indeed good." After he had finished checking, he released the hand holding Jiang Yue's cheek and subconsciously helped her gently rub the two red marks.
In this way, the symptoms of stuttering must come from the heart. It is fear of being beaten and there is fear in the heart, so the stuttering occurs unconsciously when speaking.
Now that he knew what the Jiang family had done to her, he wouldn't be surprised. Although she was a relative, neither her parents nor her grandmother had any love for her. He didn't know that there were really people in the world who were willing to treat their own flesh and blood like this?
