It was a little dawn, and the beads rose.

The chicken, duck, fish and meat in the kitchen were ready, just waiting for her to do it.

Hanzhu is a cute girl and does not cook normally. However, as the eldest daughter of the family, when her father is sick and her sister is uncomfortable, Hanzhu will cook a few side dishes herself to treat her father to take care of her sister. Gradually, she has practiced good cooking skills. Every year during festivals, she is the chef.

The most effort is to make this, and you have to skillfully cut the ginger and garlic with pearls and put it in the pot. Then add the blanched duck, drain the red citrus rice water, then add Shaoxing wine soy sauce and salt sugar, and add water to flood it.

The little maid was boiling with high heat, and then changed to low heat and simmered slowly.

Hanzhu went to make white-killed chicken again. Because the kitchen was hot, sweat appeared on her nose and forehead, and her pretty face was flushed. The nanny who helped her help her couldn't move her eyes and felt sad. The girl became more and more like a wife, beautiful and virtuous, could go to the hall when she read and practiced calligraphy, and had a skillful cooking skills and superb embroidery. Her wife is in heaven, so she blessed her son-in-law to have a high school juren this time. In the future, the girl will be a juren lady or even become a wife of the official, so she won't be in vain for her good looks.

"Let the fire be small, don't let the water boil." The chicken was put into the pot and it was almost done with a slow heat for two quarters of an hour. Hanzhu whispered to the little maid and prepare to leave the oil.

When Ningzhu came along with the fragrance of the rice, Hanzhu was frying crucian carp.

"It smells so good, sister." Ningzhu stood at the door, smelling the strong fragrance inside, and saliva was about to flow out.

Hanzhu turned over and wiped the sweat while wiping the blood, turned his head and told his sister, "The smoke is heavy here, Ningzhu will go to the main hall first, and I will make one more, and I will give you some food later."

My sister was greedy and smelled the smell. If she didn't give it to her, she would have to worry about the food box along the way.

Immediately I could eat what my sister made, Ningzhu went to the main hall with satisfaction.

Jiang Jizhou has been standing in the corridor for a long time.

Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, and the county school has three days off, so he took a special leave.

Seeing the eldest daughter busy in the kitchen, the younger daughter ran over greedily. Jiang Jizhou couldn't help but remember that when his wife was alive, she was wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen. The five-year-old Hanzhu lay at the door with her eyes staring at her mother without blinking. He carried her in, and the little girl's eyes fell on the fried fish in the pot, sucking saliva to eat. The wife loved her daughter, and she didn't put the plate on the plate after she was ready, and picked up a piece of the place without thorns, and fed her daughter after it was blown cold. Her eyebrows and eyes were gentle...

He missed her and wanted to go down and find her soon.

But he can't. He has to work hard to survive, at least he has to hold on until his eldest daughter gets married.

After using the meal, Hanzhu put on a veil and led his sister to go out after his father. Ningzhu was still young and could not use the veil.

There were two mule carts in the Jiang family. Jiang Jizhou first helped his beloved daughter into the car. He then carried the food box on the front and sat firmly. The two mule carts drove steadily towards Cuiping Mountain in the west of the city.

Cuiping Mountain is not high, stretching for several miles, and there is a stream about three meters wide at the foot of the mountain. Two mule carts were parked by the stream, Jiang Jizhou helped the daughters down and ordered Zhang Fu to guard the car here. He and Hanzhu Ningzhu walked in front and stepped onto the stone bridge first. Uncle Zhang followed behind with food boxes and Chunliu.

Zhang Fu stood in front of the mule cart and watched them watch. After several people entered the mountain, they could no longer see them. He tied one mule to the tree and tied the other to the back of the cart. In this way, if someone came to steal the mule while he was napping, he would alarm him. After tied it up, Zhang Fu looked at the two girls' mule carts, opened the curtain and smelled it. Then he returned to the one in front and lay outside the curtain to take a nap.

The master went there and finished his meal before he left at noon. What should he do if he didn’t sleep?

While lying down, the mule cart suddenly shook. Zhang Fu rubbed his eyes and sat up. He went down to take a look. Seeing that there was no one around, he yawned and patted the mule behind him. "Be honest, if you move around and don't feed you, you'll feel better if you're hungry."

The mule shook his head.

Zhang Fu continued to lie in front.

After a while, a slender and fair hand quickly poked out from the mule cart behind, quietly flipping the navy blue mat outside, covering up a piece of blood on it. After changing it, the hand quickly retracted, and it was silent, as if there was no one in the car.

On the mountain, the Jiang family’s father and daughter have arrived at the place.

Amid the lush forests, a stone tomb was built by someone, and the four-corner pavilion was covered with shelter from the wind and rain.

The leaves in the south of the Yangtze River are yellow at night. At this time, the mountains are still green, but the green leaves will fall and are blown into the pavilion by the wind, and the ground is mottled.

Jiang Jizhou took the broom from Chunliu's hand and personally visited the tomb for his wife.

Hanzhu took her sister to pull the weeds, because she was surrounded by her family, so she took off her hat.

Chen Ze's eyes lit up after a piece of soil not far away.

The two girls in the pavilion were young and had nothing to look good. Although the older one was only thirteen, she was taller than an ordinary woman. She was wearing a plain white dress and bent down to get up. When she stood up, the mountain breeze blew towards her face, making her dress close to her body, and her chest was quite spectacular, looking more plump than his fifteen-year-old wife.

Looking at her appearance, her eyebrows were lightly filled with sorrow, and her eyes were as clear as a spring, as if they could speak. When she looked at the stone tomb, she felt pity for her. When she spoke to her sister with soft voice, she felt gentle like a flower, especially her soft and soft voice. She really didn't have to look at people. As long as she heard her call for good brother, his body would be half as soft as she was.

Since he met such a beauty, if he didn't find a way to get it into the yard, wouldn't he let this good marriage be disappointed?

Chen Ze became more and more itchy as he looked at it. Suddenly, he heard something behind him, but Chang Sui stretched his neck to look at him. Chen Ze had already seen the beauty as something in his pocket, so how could he indulge his subordinates to peep? He handed over a cold look, and Chang Sui immediately shrank his neck and didn't dare to look again.

Hanzhu didn't know that there was a wolve in the mountains. She knelt in front of her mother's grave, and she burst into tears.

My mother was pregnant with twins when she gave birth to her sister. My sister was born, but my brother failed...

She was only six years old at that time. After seven years, Hanzhu could no longer remember her mother's appearance. Her longing when she recalled her mother was getting weaker every year, but every time she came to worship her mother, she couldn't help crying whenever she saw her father staring at the tombstone.

Ningzhu knelt beside her, looked at her sister, then looked at the tombstone, thinking that her mother was in pain at home, and her eyes were wet.

Sprinkle wine to burn incense, kowtow to worship, and burn paper money.

The sun rose to the middle without realizing it.

Ningzhu's belly started to scream.

Jiang Jizhou finally looked away from the tombstone, coughed, and said to the two sisters: "Let's serve the meal, let's use it with your mother."

Chunliu brought the food box over.

The food is still warm.

Ningzhu is young because he has never had a mother since he was a child. The sadness comes and goes quickly, and he eats full with a bowl. Hanzhu and Jiang Jizhou just barely touch a few chopsticks. After eating, Jiang Jizhou asked Hanzhu to lead his sister to follow Zhang Shuchunliu first, and he would follow him later.

Hanzhu knew that her father had something to say to her mother, put on a hat, led her sister out of the pavilion, and stopped in front of a bamboo forest below to wait for her father.

Jiang Jizhou didn't ask his daughters to wait too long, and he only took a cup of tea and coughed a few steps, spreading through the mountains and forests.

The group soon disappeared from Chen Ze's vision.

"Sir, let's go too?" Chang Sui patted his knees and asked tentatively.

Chen Ze shook his head, "They are sick and they can't walk fast. Let's wait a little longer and don't let anyone see them."

He saw this wilderness, and he couldn't explain it.

Chang Sui looked at the foot of the mountain and asked curiously: "How will the adults prepare to recruit Miss Jiang? I asked yesterday. Jiang Jizhou has been teaching in the county for ten years, and many of his children have to give him guidance. Therefore, Jiang Jizhou is very famous in the county. Miss Jiang has been married. If the adults use their strength, it will probably affect their reputation."

Chen Ze smiled and did not reply to him.

Of course he would not ruin his reputation, but he had a way to make the beauty willingly follow him.

"When you go back, you will be careful about the Gu family. I will answer me before dinner. I need to know everything in detail."

Changsui quickly responded.

Hanzhu and others walked to the stream.

Zhang Fu has been with him several times, and the time is very good. He got off the car early, untied the mule, and greeted the master in high spirits.

Jiang Jizhou first carried his little daughter to the car.

Ningzhu lifted the curtain and before his eyes could be taken back from his father, he had already been pulled in by a force.

Hanzhu covered her mouth, and Chunliu screamed in surprise.

"I'll kill her right away!"

Inside the carriage, a man leaned against the car window with blood all over his body, his eyes closed, as if he was dead, and seemed to have just fainted. The man holding the bead looked like he was about twenty years old and was dressed in black, with a cold face but a jade-like face. His starry eyes were cold and dangerous, and he looked at Jiang Jizhou calmly and without any room for negotiation. "Do as I said, we will leave quietly after the matter is done, and we will not cause any trouble to you, otherwise I will kill her now!"

Ningzhu met a bad guy back at the head, and he was so scared that he struggled. Tears flowed down, dizzying away the blood on the man's hands, adding to the ferociousness.

Jiang Jizhou looked at him for a moment and responded calmly: "Okay, I'll listen to you, but the little girl is afraid of trouble when she is young. Can I change it to me?"

The man in black sneered and refused silently.

Jiang Jizhou frowned and looked at his little daughter trembling all over the car, his heart was as if he was shaking.

"Can I change me?" Hanzhu turned forward with a white face.

"Hanzhu!" Jiang Jizhou coughed violently, stopping her daughter from being foolish.

Hanzhu shook her head and begged to the people in the car with tears in her eyes: "If I go up, you can let my sister down? She is too young and ignorant, and crying may lead to doubt. As long as you let her go, I will not cry or make a fuss, please..."

She was wearing a veil on her head. The man in black couldn't see her appearance clearly, but he could hear the sound, and he knew that he was a delicate girl. He lowered his head and saw that the little girl in his arms was crying and was furious. He ordered Hanzhu to get in the car: "Come on first."

If you have the pearls in action, you have to go up.

Jiang Jizhou instinctively grabbed his daughter's arm.

"Dad don't worry, I'll listen to them, they won't hurt me." Fearing that his father was worried, Hanzhu tried to hold back his tears and make his voice sound calmer. In fact, how could she be sure that the other party wouldn't hurt her? But in their hands, Hanzhu would rather be hurt by herself than to see her suffer.

Jiang Jizhou was fighting with heaven and man in his heart, but finally let go and gritted his teeth and looked at the person in the car, "If you dare to hurt my daughter half of her hair, I will not let you live a good life even if I try my best!"

The man in black was too lazy to explain more, so he looked at his companions behind him and urged coldly: "Move faster. If something happens to him, I want your family to be buried with you!"

Jiang Jizhou did not dare to delay and helped the trembling eldest daughter into the car.

"Don't cry, I'll kill your sister if you cry!" The man in black threatened the little girl in his arms first.

Ningzhu still cried.

Hanzhu felt so distressed that she leaned over to comfort her sister: "Ningzhu doesn't cry, you don't cry anymore, he will let you go and find your father."

My sister's gentle voice was close to her ears, Ningzhu finally calmed down a little, sobbing and nodding, very pitiful.

The two of them agreed. The man in black tentatively let go of Ningzhu's mouth and confirmed that she really didn't cry anymore. Then he rudely pulled Hanzhu into his arms, let go of Ningzhu and said to Jiang Jizhou: "Go to your house immediately, pretend nothing happened, if there is any strangeness..."

I don't know when there was a dagger in my hand. I pulled the veil on Hanzhu's head that was in trouble. I didn't even look at Hanzhu, but I pressed the dagger against her neck first.

Hanzhu lowered her eyes and looked at the dagger, feeling the sharp blade that faintly touched her, and she didn't dare to show her vigor.

Jiang Jizhou felt so happy that he wanted to remind his daughter again. The man in black urged him again. He didn't dare to linger. He held his little daughter and signaled Uncle Zhang to drive the car behind. He hurried to the front.

The mule cart in front moved, and the man in black put down the curtain, put away the dagger, and pushed Hanzhu away, "Sit honestly, dare..."

Halfway through speaking, there was a sudden loss of sound.

Hanzhu fell on the car board, feeling scared. When she heard the man stopping, she couldn't help but look up, but saw the man staring at her...

Hanzhu's heart thumped. She knew she was born well. Could it be that he...

As the thought came, Hanzhu became more and more afraid. He grabbed the curtain that was dropped by the side and put it on, lowered his head and shrank in a corner of the carriage.

But she could feel that the man in black was still looking at her.

Hanzhu was shaking all over and his hands clenched his cuffs uneasily.

The man in black glanced at her hand, paused for a moment, moved away, and lifted the hem of the clothes.

"What are you doing?" Hanzhu was so scared that she was so scared that she asked vigilantly and desperately, if he had an ill intention, she would rather die!

The man in black ignored her, cut off her clean inner clothes, turned around to bandage her companions.
Chapter completed!