Chapter 10 Green slaves learn art Song Wen makes a move
Night fell...Song Wen came to the door of the side courtyard where Nanny Shou Ma and the uncombed girls lived. He smiled and said to the old gatekeeper who was drowsy and wrinkled at the door: "Mommy, the green slave is in there.
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The old woman was deaf, dazzled, and trembling. She looked like a contestant in the cerebellar atrophy group... "What did you say? What's green?"
"I'm looking for a green slave!"
"What slave?"
"Oh no...this old deaf man!"
The old woman suddenly raised her head and pinched Song Wen's ears. Her skinny fingers were as strong as crab claws!
"You're a little turtle slave, you're a bastard, you're a little brat! How dare you scold me? You want to come over and harm the little lady before your hair even grows? Do you believe that I asked the eldest lady to come over and rape you alive?"
Song Wen was so painful that he almost burst into tears, unable to escape no matter what...
The old woman was still waiting to scold her, but suddenly she stretched out a hand in front of her old face, and then loosened her fingers...a golden ten-dollar coin instantly rolled out!
The old woman's eyes lit up as she caught the big money and said with a smile: "Mama Li occupies the largest wing. Just turn left and enter the yard second. Go back quickly... If the eldest lady finds out, I will have no choice but to
Say you climbed over the wall and sneaked in by yourself!"
Song Wen covered her ears and ran away. This damn old woman... her fighting power was so terrifying. No wonder the evil-hearted old madam put her here as a watchdog.
After hiding and avoiding several nuns and girls, Song Wen saw a big house. Aunt Li was a very strange teaching nun. She actually occupied such a big house and was mysterious all day long, and she was even arrogant.
The arrogant old madam didn't dare to do anything to her... Could it be that there was a powerful old prime minister behind Nanny Li who could take care of her?
Knowing that Grandma Li was not here these days, Song Wen boldly opened the door and entered the small courtyard.
There was a lamp burning in the west room, and a small figure reflected on the window paper seemed to be sewing something...
Song Wen pushed the door gently and found that the door bolt was locked inside! He slipped under the window and knocked lightly.
"Ah? Who? Who is there?"
The little green slave's voice was a little panicked. Song Wen quickly raised his head and whispered through the window: "It's me, Song Wen!"
There seemed to be a pause inside, and then there was the sound of footsteps and the sound of opening the door. The green slave stood at the door with a little red face and looked around... "Brother Wen, why are you here? Be careful if the eldest lady finds out and abuses you again.
you……"
"It's okay, I bribed the old guy at the door, and she let me in! Green slave, I...oh, I bought this for you! I've been very sick these days, thanks to you and Brother Ma Wu for taking care of me!
"
Song Wen smiled and handed Green Slave an oil paper bag... Green Slave opened it and saw that it was actually a large bag of candied fruits!
"It's so easy to save a little money, how can you be willing to buy such expensive things? You're not well yet, so you should keep it to eat!"
Song Wen shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay. Now the two cooks in the kitchen treat me as their biological father, and they just want to learn some skills from me... I am now popular, spicy and spicy, and I don't need anything!"
"Brother Wen is so amazing. He can even cook new dishes...I'm so useless. I always fail to learn the piano and make grandma angry."
For a moment, Song Wen didn't know what to say. Promises and comfort seemed so pale and feeble in this brothel...
The green slave went back to the house and took out something and stuffed it into Song Wen's hand, and said softly: "I know Brother Wen doesn't like Mr. Turtle's clothes, so I secretly made a cloth robe myself these days. You can wear this when you go out."
Let’s get a robe! It’s my first time making it, Brother Wen, don’t think I’m not good at my craftsmanship…”
Song Wen felt hot in his heart. He took the robe and was about to say something... but the green slave continued: "Tomorrow I will leave the building and go to the piano house behind the Daxiangguo Temple to learn piano from a teacher. I don't know when I will be able to do it."
return……"
Somehow, Song Wen blurted out... "It's best not to come back. This place is a man-eating monster! The dirtiest place in the world..."
The Green Slave seemed to be very precocious, and when he heard this, he just sighed: "This is fate, we are all duckweeds who can't help ourselves... Brother Wen, you have to be good, in the future... If I have a chance in the future, I will help you
Get out of this shitty place!"
These words penetrated Song Wen's heart like lightning...
This, this weak and weak girl... actually understands her own thoughts? Moreover, it seems that the original Song Wen was also a young man who could not bear to be humiliated! As a man, he actually asked a girl to promise to help him out of the sea of suffering? I am still a man.
Personally?
Song Wen grabbed the green slave's young and white fingers, looked into the green slave's eyes and said word by word: "You are a girl, how can I, a man, let you worry? Don't worry, green slave, it won't take long.
...I will help the two of us redeem our lives and leave this hellish place!"
The green slave's face turned even redder, and he shyly took out his hand and nodded.
Under the moon, two boys and girls looked at each other silently... Song Wen didn't know how he left the courtyard in the end. It was just the cotton robe stuffed in his chest that reminded him that he promised a helpless girl tonight.
Made a promise!
Putting away his robe, Song Wen came to the brothel and started working silently. He greeted everyone with a smile and rushed around diligently. Song Wen was thinking about a plan... an opportunity that could quickly improve his status in Zixuan Tower!
During his free time, Song Wen discovered that the worst business person on the second floor was the shrewd girl who had poured syphilis on him the day before... Chun Niang!
Her careless personality has greatly compromised this woman's good looks! Who makes men nowadays like the delicate and charming style of sickly beauties?
Song Wen thought for a long time, and finally went over and knocked on Chun Niang's door.
As soon as she opened the door, Chun Niang's smile disappeared without a trace... "Is it you? You've made me so happy... What are you doing here? Is the little rooster crowing and getting ready to step on the eggs? Are you missing my sister's body?"
Although Song Wen kept criticizing the old driver in his heart, his face still turned red. He didn't dare to enter the house and stood at the door and said, "Mrs. Chun, do you want to be a red card girl?"
"Isn't this bullshit! Who can refuse a red card? But this body was given to me by my parents, and I can't live up to the pretentious virtues of a sick person... I can only live my life!"
Song Wen took a look at Chun Niang's figure and said in a low voice: "I have a way for you to find a way to attract more customers. I wonder if you dare?"
"Hahaha, you are a little turtle... huh? You were the one who made the new dish yesterday, right! The eldest lady made you the first person in the little turtle kilometer on the spot... Is it possible that besides being good at cooking, you
Do you have any other abilities? You've survived a serious illness, are you going to become a spirit?"
Song Wen rolled his eyes: "You just say you dare or you don't dare?"
"Fart! What dare I, a brothel girl, to do? What can you do? If you can help me save enough ransom money, I will give you half of the remaining money!"
Song Wen smiled mysteriously, and then looked at the ordinary furnishings in Chun Niang's room and the ordinary lake green dress... "Don't worry, it's not a way to immoral or corrupt people. I'll come find you at noon tomorrow. Let's Let’s discuss it carefully, if it doesn’t work out... I’ll compensate you a tael of silver!”
"Okay! If it's done, from now on, you can come and go through the door of my sister's room as you wish!"
"You...you old driver, you might as well change your name to Mo Niang from now on!" Song Wen hid his face and abandoned his helmet and armor and fled. Leaving Chun Niang still wondering...what is a driver? Mo Niang again? That girl in that building? Isn’t that what the newly popular prostitute is?