Small peasant girl is born with divine power

Chapter 8 Purpose
"Leaves."

Cheng Zhang tried to squeeze out a smile.

Liu Yezi stared at her defensively.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Cheng Zhang put away her smile, she is really not suitable for false expressions, and this Liu Yezi is not a fool, some things, she just said it clearly.

"Forget it, let me tell you clearly. You have seen what Yang'er is like. He doesn't like strangers, but the people he served before are no longer available, and it is rare for you to serve him. After that, you will serve him by his side." , I don’t treat you badly, I will give you two dollars a month, you don’t have to worry about food and clothing, and you will let you go home to visit relatives during the holidays.”

Liu Yezi didn't make a sound, she was still thinking about it.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhang knew that Liu Yezi had moved her mind.

"I know what you care about. If you are obedient and smart, I will ration you to Yang'er when you are old. If you can give birth to a son, I will make you my wife."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Zhang couldn't help pinching herself.

What can I do if I am not reconciled.

In her eyes, her son is very good, but reason tells her that the road ahead for the eldest son will be difficult.

Let's not talk about self-care ability, anyway, the family can support it.

But the key point is that this child has no relatives, he is only willing to talk to his parents, and he was only served by the servants who grew up.

If you change someone, you won't eat, drink, or take a shower.

Who told me that something happened before, and the boy who was not good at taking care of others had already been kicked out by her.

Even if you call now, you can't take care of people.

It's strange that Liu Yezi can make her son so close.

She has been thinking a lot for a while.

No matter what the sorceress says, at least Yang'er is close to this person.

She thought about it carefully, Yang'er is twelve years old, and in two or three years, she will be able to talk about marriage, and now she doesn't see any outsiders at all, so what will happen to the family in the future?
It's better to keep the willow leaves first, and later, maybe it will be smooth sailing.

Although she really doesn't like this Liu family, it's better than nothing.

There is a guarantee first.

Moreover, the willow leaves can't be turned out in her hands. It looks like a shallow-sighted one. If you give it something delicious and delicious, you may be intimidated.

After making up his mind, Mrs. Cheng Zhang said this.

Liu Yezi had already put away the food box, and looked at Mrs. Cheng and Zhang with a complicated expression, but did not answer.

"Okay, I know that your little girl's family is thin-skinned, think about it first, and come to the main house to find me after two days."

When Cheng Zhang left, he also ordered someone to prepare clothes and bath water for Liu Yezi.

"My son likes to be clean, so clean up yourself."

Liu Yezi, who was really not very clean, thought about how long she had been lying in the coffin, so she took a bath proactively.

After tidying myself up, someone tidied up the stuff.

Liu Yezi heard the sound of the lock being locked outside the yard, and when she saw it, it was already dark, and the whole yard was very quiet, not a single sound could be heard.

Is it just her and Cheng Xiuyang?

Liu Yezi, who was told where to sleep, carried a lantern and walked into Cheng Xiuyang's house.

In ancient times, there were special couches near the bed for the servants, but because Cheng Xiuyang didn’t like it, he opened a small door in his bedroom and built a small room with a bed, a table and a stool, and a cabinet.

That's where she's going to sleep.

After entering the room and closing the door, Cheng Xiuyang sat on the edge of the bed and read a book by candlelight, with a focused expression, not caring about the movements in real life at all.

Liu Yezi still had to wait for his hair to dry before going to bed, so she found a stool beside her and sat down.

Now her mind is a little confused, and her brows are wrinkled into a bunch.

Time travel, although it sounds nonsensical, is not an unfamiliar concept.

Now she also understands her situation. In an era of overhead, there are good and bad.

First of all, she can't rely on her profession to become famous as a prophet in ancient times, but she can directly copy many things from another era and use them blatantly.

Although the original owner had a miserable life experience, it was also convenient for her. Except for the little aunt, the rest were top-notch.

She won't have a psychological burden when she packs it up.

There are no family restrictions.

The key is that she is naturally strong.

That's great.

But when the tigress came out like this, she hesitated a little.

In ancient times, productivity was low, and it was difficult to live a slightly more comfortable life.

Liu Yezi didn't want to wrong herself.

She didn't want to experience the hard life.

It is quite comfortable to be backed by the big landlord's house, but the premise is to take care of the landlord's stupid son.

Thinking of this, Liu Yezi glanced at Cheng Xiuyang who was still concentrating on reading.

He is reading a book with loose hair now. He is only 12 years old and looks like a child.

Borrowing the warm candlelight, Liu Yezi scrutinized his appearance carefully this time.

The bridge of the nose is straight and looks very delicate, and the eyebrows are as thick and black as the hair, with natural sword eyebrows.

The eyes are very similar to Cheng Zhang's, a pair of phoenix eyes, a little narrow and long, and the corners of the eyes are raised.

Cheng Zhang's eyes are like this, maybe because of his age and lack of eye fat, he looks fierce.

Cheng Xiuyang's lips and nose felt very warm and moist, but the eyes destroyed the feeling of warmth all day long, with a sense of indifference and sharpness.

However, there is still a little baby fat overall, probably because I suffered a little before, but it doesn't seem so obvious now.

Liu Yezikeri is an old aunt in her twenties. Although she likes children, she also thinks Cheng Xiuyang is pretty.

However, if she wants to live here for the rest of her life, she is still reluctant to find such a person.

Cheng Zhang didn't know, and only said that his child was a bit stupid.

Can a modern person not understand Liu Yezi? This is either stupid or a typical autistic child.

But what is strange is that this autistic child is inexplicably close to her, and can talk to her, barely able to communicate.

But if she had been living in ancient times, she would not be able to spend her whole life around this autistic child.

But Cheng Zhang's tigress must not agree.

And she herself is not willing to accept the conditions of the big landlord's house.

Forget it, let's live with it first, and wait until we gain a firm foothold before thinking about the next thing.

After making up her mind, Liu Yezi was going to deal with Mrs. Cheng and Zhang first, and after a while, it would not be too late to regret it after gaining a firm foothold.

Thinking about this question clearly, Liu Zizi's brows relaxed, and she didn't even look so disgusted at Cheng Xiuyang.

But it seemed that Cheng Xiuyang didn't notice her eyes at all.

Sitting next to her for a while, Liu Yezi couldn't hold back her sleepiness and yawned.

Cheng Xiuyang didn't know when he put down the book, stroked his hair, and frowned slightly.

Still not done.

Liu Yezi noticed his movement, she also wanted to sleep, so she took a dry cloth towel.

"Shall I brush your hair for you?"

It's autumn now, and it's still night, just waiting for the hair to dry, when will I have to wait.

Cheng Xiuyang did not speak.

Liu Yezi took him as acquiesced, approached him with a cloth towel, and gently rubbed his hair.

Cheng Xiuyang sat quietly, moved his eyes, glanced at the shadows of the two people under the candlelight, and silently retracted his eyes.

(End of this chapter)