In the low thatched hut, through the small window, I saw only one room with faint candlelight lit, swaying.
The two girls walked out of the room, and one heard a sweet voice saying to the other: "Lingqiaoer, you have to rest earlier! You should blow out the oil lamp later. When the son-in-law and the lady were at home, we were left generous instead."
Lingqiao'er's eyes turned pale: "Xiao Xier, you are so long-winded! I understand!"
"Well, the lady doesn't know when she will come back. There's only a little kerosene at home, so we have to save some money. I'm back to my room!" Xier said.
Lingqiaoer pushed her impatiently and said, "You are really not a very long-winded person!" Suddenly she stopped and looked out: "Which slut has been outside? She is still drunk..."
"Ah?" Xier also subconsciously looked out, dark, she couldn't see anything clearly, and said with a smile: "I'm saying that I'm long-winded, I think you are suspicious, you are a person with a problem!"
"Tsk!" Lingqiao'er glanced at her and heard a sound of wine spitting out from outside. She glanced at Xi'er and said, "How is it, I'm not wrong, there's someone there!"
Xier said in admiration: "Lingqiaoer, your eyes are so good! Let's go and see who it is?"
"Oh, go back to your room and sleep, you're sleeping. There are so many other things you care about! Let's stop talking in the yard, so that it's not disturbing the poor father. Didn't he always say that he didn't sleep well these two days? I went back to the room to fall asleep." As he said that, he yawned and was about to walk into the house.
Xier quickly whispered, "But what if it's a beggar? The autumn nights in the mountains are relatively cool, and it will make people feel cold all night. I used to be an orphan, and I was not full of food and sleeping in the open air. Later, I was served by a lady and saved my life. From that time on, I swear that when I see the poor people on the road, I will save them. Even if I don't have much ability, I will do my best to help others."
"You are so kind, go!" Ling Qiaoer waved her hand: "Look at where you will arrange for the person tonight? If you are a man, would you arrange for him to live in your house? You are not afraid of affecting your reputation. Do you want your Lu Kaichen?"
"I," Xier shook her lips and stamped her feet in anger: "Where have you pulled me? If you don't want it, you don't want it. Why do you say so much? You are just talking nonsense!"
Then he ignored her and ran away from the door.
As he approached, through his body curled up in the dark, his white clothes and his chaotic hair, he could vaguely tell that this was a slightly better dressed beggar. At this moment, he was vomiting with his head down, making the wine smell very strong.
Xier stood carefully behind him and said, "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Mo Ling stopped vomiting. He didn't eat anything for a day, and all the wine he had drunk in his stomach was vomiting.
He vomited so hard that he didn't know if it was wine, the bitterness in his heart, the hatred in his heart, and the regret in his heart. He heard Xier's words, he stopped in pain, stood up slightly, but did not look back.
"Uncle, are you getting better? Do you have no place to go?" Xier asked with concern.
"Are you Wei'er's girl?" Mo Ling asked in a dilemma.
"Ah?" Xier was stunned. Why did this voice sound so young? She seemed to know her own lady.