Chapter 15 (1/2)

Wang Po's mother and son cooked the meal, and then knocked on Song Ye's door, and then warmly asked her to sit down and eat.

”Come on, we only have these grains in the mountains. Don't mind, Miss Song.” Wang Po, with an old face, was very amiable.

That song Ye showed a clever smile, eating with reserve, as if to the strong straight line of sight.

After a bowl of porridge, in less than half an hour, she declared that she was sleepy and wanted to sleep. When she entered the Kang in the inner room, she fell silent.

Wang Po estimated that the time was almost the same, then let her son come in and have a look, ”first get her to the cellar, don't give other home to see.”

”Ah.” Dazhuang was busy and entered the room. His eyes were fixed on the beautiful legs wrapped in silk stockings on the Kang. His eyes were green. He had a tent in his pants, and he couldn't even walk.

At the same time, Wang Po worried about coming to have a look, and stopped him in time, ”this girl can't be touched. It's sure that she's not an ordinary person. If something happens, she'll get into trouble.”

”Niang, what are you afraid of? She's dizzy. It's better to dress her when the job is finished.” Big Zhuang is a thief, and his paw wants to reach out again.

Wang Po quickly stopped him and glared at him, ”that man is coming tonight. This girl is sure to get into his eyes. Then she can sell it for a good price. Then she can let you live in the city. Don't be ignorant and send people to the cellar quickly.”

Dazhuang was depressed, but he didn't dare to disobey Wang Po, so he took song ye to the cellar.

With a squeak, at the moment when the cellar door was about to close, song Ye opened his eyes suddenly, took out an iron stick from the space and stuck it by the door. When the sound of strong footstep faded away, song Ye released the iron stick in his hand, turned his head, and looked directly at a pair of eyes in the dark.

The cellar is dark all year round, and there is a smell of acid and damp everywhere. The ground was covered with hay, and on the yellow grass lay a ragged woman.

The woman's clothes were torn, most of the exposed skin was blue and blue, her face was covered with messy hair, and even her eyes were empty.

Song ye walked to her side, took off her down jacket, wrapped her whole person, gently held her, and called out the name of ”sister Yun” which had been on the chest for a long time

Sister Yun.

Thirteen years later, she still clearly remembered the time when the woman in front of her depended on her in the mountains. At that time, she was so desperate and helpless that she wanted to die after being insulted.

It was Yunhua who saved her. In order to take the initiative to marry Dazhuang as a daughter-in-law, she was beaten and scolded, and she was given food and clothing.

Only in the process of escaping two years later, Yunhua died on the way, and she was caught and sold to the next place.

Time comes again, and she won't let the tragedy happen again.

However, looking at the cloud like a broken doll in his arms, song Ye felt like a stone blocking his heart. After a long time, he whispered, ”I'm sorry, I'm late.”

Maybe it was this sentence that caused a touch. Yunhua's empty and numb sight slowly fell on Song Ye's face. After reading it for a long time, he asked three words in a hoarse voice, ”who are you?”

Song Ye drooped her eyes to trim her hair, and her mouth showed a good-looking smile, ”Song ye, you can call me a ye, I'll help you out, let's go together.”

Let's go together.