The well water was beaten up, the bucket was put aside, and Rong Jindong unconsciously spread out his hand, looked at his palm, and saw the red mark on it.

On the delicate face of children, there has been no innocence.

His expression is very serious and his look is very calm. After a look at the palm of his hand, he quickly put it down again. There is no wave or billow in his eyes, as if the pain in the palm of his hand and the lack of strength of his body are nothing to do with himself.

Next to the well, there are two big pots of dirty clothes. Those clothes are really dirty, and most of them are cotton. They will be very heavy after soaking in water.

Pour the water from the well into the basin, squat down, and he began to rub it.

Zaojiao did not dare to use too much, this thing, there are quantitative, so he only sprinkled a little bit of Zaojiao powder, most of it, but the hand is hard.

How much strength can such a small child have, but look at his upright face, and it seems that he did not spend much effort.

A passing servant girl saw it and said to the old mother beside her: "today is the first day of the new year. How can I let him do things? In the end, he is also the eldest son in the mansion. Isn't that too much?"

Young servant girl, still holding a trace of sympathy.

Especially when I saw the little short boy squatting in front of the bigger basin and washing clothes diligently, I couldn't help thinking of my brother.

In such a weather, the little ancestor in the family was afraid that he would be used to being in bed by his parents and would not be able to wake up.

The old mother also took a look at it. After reading it, there was a bit of complexity in the bottom of her eyes. For a while, she said, "did you hear that a girl died in the main courtyard before?"

Little servant girl nods. There is no secret in this house. Usually, there is some news about which room. Usually, other rooms also know it very quickly.

The old mother lowered her voice and said, "that girl, who was in charge of this young man before, but suddenly one day, I don't know what happened, people went there, and the way they went was very miserable. They all said that this man was killed by the young man."

The little servant girl listened, obviously bluffing a jump, but still don't believe: "how old is this little boy, can kill an adult? It's these people who tell the story. "

"I don't know if I'm blind, but when someone finds this young man, you know where he is."

"Where is it?" Asked the little maid.

"In the dry well outside the wood house, he slept in it for five days. You said, if he is aboveboard, why don't he ask the chief manager for the key to open the door of the firewood room and live in the well? What is his fear and what is his emptiness of heart? "

Little servant girl listened to some surprise: "how can I live in this well?"

The old mother sighed, "yes, where have you heard about people living in such places? This little leather can sleep in! So, we must not take care of his affairs. Who knows what kind of character this little leather is? It's not a happy one. It's throwing you and me into the well. "

The little servant girl could not see the face of Jin Dong who was washing clothes. She accelerated her pace and led the old mother to walk fast.

The gossip in my ear has never been less.

Not far away, the words of the servant girl and mammy were clearly heard by Rong Jin Dongfang, but his head was not raised, his eyelids and body were not shaken.

Some words, listen to much, in fact, numb.

Burying his head, he continued to wash clothes. After a while, the little guy was so tired that he was sweating all over. However, for a long time, the sweat of his body was dried by the wind. Every time he dried, he felt as if he was in an ice cave. The conflict between the cold and the hot made people fight with teeth and teeth, but he still kept his hands, even didn't want to go to a warmer place to hide A sloucher.

He continued to wash honestly. He knew that only when these clothes were washed could he have food.

"Big boy." At this time, the ear suddenly came to call.

Rong Jindong's hand was holding the clothes. He was stiff. He looked up and saw a maid in pink outside the yard. She was holding a handkerchief. She looked at the mess in the yard and frowned.

The pink dress servant girl went to the east of Rong Jin, looked him up and down, then hissed and said, "don't wash today's clothes. Someone will change your clothes for you later, clean them up and go with me."

Rong Jindong looked at her straight, without saying a word.

The girl in pink used to despise him, but now when she saw his eyes, she was inexplicably hesitant. She frowned, paused, and said: "the princess is merciful. Today is the first day of the lunar new year. Let you have a day off."

Rong Jindong listened, but didn't believe it.

If you are truly compassionate, you don't have to wait until today.

He knew that what he experienced now was inspired by the so-called Prince and concubine, and of course, the connivance of his good father was indispensable.

As the girl in pink said, after a while, there were three or two old mothers coming here. All the clothes on her hands were new.

First, let Rong Jindong put on his clothes, and then straighten out for him personally. Finally, he said: "the prince and the concubine are kind. You should cherish your blessings. No matter who you meet, you can say whatever you want, you should think clearly. After all, outsiders are always outsiders. It's enough to come here once in a while. They can't protect anyone for life. And you certainly don't want to. After a while, what you get is endless painful days, right? "The old mother was very careful, but Rong Jindong understood. It was the people from the mansion who wanted to see themselves by name. That's why it happened.

Rong Jindong has probably guessed who the visitor is. It's just his uncle Wuhuang, who seems to have said before that he will have a more relaxed year.

However, this "Leniency" of the five emperor uncle is not rare.

The mood of Rong Fei and Rong Jindong is very complicated.

He knew that the fifth uncle was training him, casting him, and planting many people around him, so he had some things to do, carefree. Although the life was still difficult and difficult, at least, he had a hope in his heart. He knew that he was not alone, at least, he was tortured to death one day, and no one knew Of.

Of course, he also knew that he would not be tortured to death. His five emperor uncle was by his side, and he was not allowed to die.

That uncle Wuhuang, I hope he grows up earlier, but he grows up in bitter water, which is obviously more effective than growing up in sweet water.

However, even if he understood that the other side was kind, he didn't want to live such a life.

I don't want to.

He felt that no one in the world would think.

The explanation of the old mammy is still going on. Rong Jindong doesn't want to hear it anymore. He interrupts the old Mammy's words in a cold voice and asks his concerned question: "can I eat?"

Hearing his words, the old mother seemed to be stunned for a while, then she showed a sly smile and said: "of course, you can eat whatever you are given in a moment. As long as you are honest and obedient, after today, your meals will be arranged naturally."

What will happen after today, Rong Jindong doesn't care, because the promise at this time is just now, and it will be variable until tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.