Looking at the dazed little fat man in front of him, the big man cursed with a fierce face. He didn't explain any task above, and he gave him such a broken task, which he could not beat, touch or knock, and had to be taught like a son. He had never received such a task. This was even more depressing than asking him to move a big stone.

"Do you drink or not, go back to move the stones?" The big man whispered in a rough voice, staring at him with his eyes.

Ning Lang bit his lip with tears in his eyes and beat the bowl with his hands, feeling very aggrieved. His servants didn't use such a broken bowl, nor did they drink such a thin porridge water, but he did heavy work, but this one could only be eaten.

"Is there any buns or steamed buns or something like this? I won't be full."

"No, don't you like to eat?" The big man stared at him and drank. If it were normal, he would just whip it.

"Guru"

His stomach started to scream. Ning Lang looked at the bowl in his hand and could only drink it with his eyes closed. After drinking one bowl, it felt like drinking a bowl of water. He licked the corner of his mouth and stared at the bucket: "I want it more." Although it was not delicious, it was better than being hungry.

"You also want to think that this place is gone, go to work." The man grabbed the bowl from his hand and put it back, pushing him forward: "Go to work quickly."

Ning Lang glared: "You won't let me drink enough of such a thin porridge first."

"Don't think about it, just if you can't starve to death, you still want to drink enough, you think this is your family." The big man pushed him and whipped the whip in his hand: "Go away quickly."

Ning Lang gritted his teeth, glared at him hatefully, and thought to himself: Wait, wait, I will get out of here, I will deal with you

In a place not far away, Feng Jiu and Duan Ye were watching, and the two of them looked different in their eyes. The former was joking, while the latter was surprised.

"How long do you plan to leave him here?" Duan Ye looked at Feng Jiu beside him and asked.<>

"He can't stand it anymore." She curled her lips: "It seems that she still has enough strength now."

Hearing this, Duan Ye twitched his lips and looked at Ning Lang, who was ordered to carry stones below, wearing torn clothes and a pair of torn shoes, his hair was scattered, and his face was blue and swollen.

This kid deserves it. Who told him to sell his identity as a ghost doctor as soon as he saw Fengjiu? From the time he knew about that, he knew that this kid was suffering. Unexpectedly, he was waiting for him here.

"Let's go, let's find a place to drink." Feng Jiu called Duan Ye and turned around and left, came quietly, and left quietly. Ning Langze, who was not far away, knew nothing.

Until early morning three days later, Ning Lang, who was still sleeping, was called up and was taken to the shower by the two of them, changed into a gorgeous dress, and treated him from head to toe.

Ning Lang was frightened from beginning to end, until he saw someone applying powder to his pale face, which was thinner a few days ago, he couldn't help but scream.

"What do you want to do"

"What kind of small house is someone to choose a teenager. I like someone like you who is fifteen or sixteen years old, and it just so happens that you can sell you for a high price." The manager who walked in said with a smile on his eyes, but his heart was feeling uneasy.

When Ning Lang heard this, his already pale face turned pale and looked at him in disbelief: "I don't want the little house." After reading it, I remember: It's convenient for you to see it next time, or.
Chapter completed!