Chapter 61: Life of Hua Jiu (2)

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Uncle Zhu Ba acquiesced in his action. As long as a pair of children are safe and disperse the Zhu Mansion, how about taking his old life?
Where should I flee? Zhu Jiuhua went to Beijing to get a test and met Mo Baixing, the young master of Mofu. During the conversation, I accidentally learned that Mo Baixing even knew his sister. Zhu Jiuhua was naturally inconvenient to reveal that Xue Fei was his own sister, but seeing the regret in Mo Baixing and his affection for his sister, Zhu Jiuhua felt good about Mo Baixing.
Both of them came from the family of merchants, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became. Zhu Jiuhua was thinking again and again. Mofu was far away in Wangjing, Zhongzhou. With the friendship between the two, he should be able to keep his sister safe.
Zhu Jiuhua took his sister to Wangjing and fled to Mo Baixing. He lied to his favorite Xue Fei. Xue Jiazhuang ordered a family affair for her, so they planned to elope. Zhu Jiuhua begged Mo Baixing to take care of Xue Fei, and after he had handled the matter, he came to pick her up and leave.
He is not sorry in his heart. Just because Mo Baixing had married the young lady of Feiyunbao family. Zhu Jiuhua didn't want his sister to be a concubine. Otherwise, the handsome and handsome Mo Baixing fell in favor of the brother-in-law.
Zhu Jiuhua couldn't rest assured of his father in the family and resolutely returned to Zhu Mansion.
Zhu Jiuhua is not ashamed to betray his righteousness. Zhu Jiuhua is not ashamed to throw away his father and his clan.
The entire escape operation was planned by the nine young masters. Zhu Jiuhua believes that, except for him, it is impossible for the mysterious person to know the whereabouts of his sister. And Mo Baixing will take good care of his sister.
From Suzhou in Jiangnan to Xizhou in Jiangbei, we rushed to Wangjing in Zhongzhou and then returned to Suzhou. Zhu Jiuhua's journey took nearly three months.
He did not know that after he left, the simple and beautiful sister met Wang Jing's Seven Kings.
If Zhu Jiuhua disappears with Xue Fei, Zhu Baye has no opinion. However, Zhu Jiuhua returned. Stubborn to die with Zhu Fu.
The daughter is flesh, but the son is flesh. The two evils are better compared, and Zhu Baye would rather sacrifice his daughter.
The father and son were having a big argument. Regarding how Ren Zhu Ba Ye persuaded him, Zhu Jiuhua made up his mind that he would not leave or just say nothing.
Less than two months later, news came from Xuejiazhuang. Mrs. Mo from Wangjing Mo House reported that Xue Fei was in Biezhuang, Mo House.
Uncle Zhu Ba concealed the news from his son and sent someone to take his daughter from Wangjing. He never thought that seeing his daughter in Xuejiazhuang was so embarrassing and so unbearable.
Xue Fei has a child. Sometimes people are conscious and comatose. Lying pale on the bed, the black eyes are like the situation after Mrs. Zhu gave birth, but before death. A thin body with a slightly raised belly.
Uncle Zhu Ba was extremely angry, extremely annoyed, extremely flustered, and extremely frightened. The angry daughter Yunying did n’t marry but her beads were darkly knotted. She was annoyed that Xue Fei killed and refused to tell who the child ’s father was. Was flustered by such a daughter, could she still marry? Anxious about how the mysterious man will deal with Zhu Fu when he knows.
But all of this panic, grief, grief and anger can't be compared with the dying of her daughter.
"Father, if you want to marry someone to pay off the debt, marry me. I won't live long. It's more important to keep Zhu's house and my father and brother safe." This is Xue Fei's only thought of living. There is a trace of sorrow and a dreamy light in beautiful eyes.
Her body is too weak, and she will die if she takes the child away. Uncle Zhu Ba looked at her daughter distressedly. The mysterious person will meet her in March next year. The baby has not yet been born. What should I do then?
Xue Fei said weakly: "At least let me live on the Huaqiao. Don't take care of the children, it's best to give birth, and you won't be born in March. We didn't say in the written evidence, I can't bear the child.
This is sophistry. But there is no other way. She can only be left to produce in Xuejiazhuang.
The only people who knew this were Zhu Baye, the husband and wife Xue Zhuang and the big girl who had taken Xue Fei back then.
However, Zhu Jiuhua knew from the letters of Mo Baixing in Wangjing City. The angry Zhu Jiuhua wrote a letter denounced Mo Baixing's so-called drunken impulse, and attached a broken robe. Zhu Jiuhua coldly told Mo Baixing that Xue Fei wanted to marry someone, and the child had nothing to do with him.
Zhu Jiuhua, who arrived at Xuejiazhuang, was stunned by the sister's misfortune. She is skinny and has a strange belly. The weather was sultry, the doors and windows closed, and Xue Fei's wet hair between his foreheads was cold all over.
Zhu Jiuhua was also cold all over. If it were not for his proficiency, the sister would still be healthy. If it were not for him to believe in Mo Baixing, his sister ’s eyes would not be full of vicissitudes and desolation. "It's my fault. I wouldn't take you to Wangjing! It's no such thing! Mo Baixing's animal!"
In Xue Fei's eyes, there are only tender and sweet memories. She smiled and said, "Brother, I have never blamed you. I have nothing to do with him."
Xue Fei is talking about the seven princes of noble spirit, the seven princes who were gentle to her in Hongshuzhuang. Even if she didn't even know his identity, even if he didn't know what happened after he left, she still loved him.
However, Zhu Jiuhua understands the handsome and handsome Mo Baixing in Wangjing Mofu. The 17-year-old sister fell in love with the married woman and gave birth to a child for him, but was forced to marry an old man. Zhu Jiuhua knelt in front of her sister and cried Tao.
Everyone thought it was the child who shattered Xue Fei's body, and no one knew that she was the chronic poison of Mrs. Mo.
Xue Fei dragged his belly awaiting the arrival of the sedan chair. Hold a breath and live alive. Zhu Baye didn't take his daughter back to Zhu Mansion. Xue Fei also had no energy to bump the road for half a month.
In March of another year, the grass long warbler flew.
The mysterious person's Huaqiao unexpectedly stopped at the door of Xuejiazhuang, Xizhou Prefecture.
He was wearing a bright red robe, and his cold eyes seemed warm.
Xue Fei leaned back in the recliner, layers of gauze and quilt blocked his stomach. Exposed pale and slender neck and lifeless face. The chin was thin and sharp, with a pair of deep eyes. It seems to be able to look into the depths of human soul.
"Can you give me another month?" She said calmly.
The mysterious man frowned, and before everyone saw a flower, he had grasped Xue Fei's wrist. Long time back to the uneasy Uncle Zhu Ba said: "The Zhu family still owes me a daughter." And glanced glance at Zhu Jiuhua said: "She will also be a stillbirth after birth, you better have a daughter."
Xue Fei Huo Ran stood up and said sadly: "That's the case, I'll just let you go! The Zhu family owes you, and I return! The document only says that the Zhu family marries a daughter, and I am also the daughter of the Zhu family!"
The eyes of the mysterious man were ridiculous: "Did the Zhu family give this to a daughter like this? I picked you up, but the Zhu family didn't count as giving a daughter to my family."
Full of surprise.
In Zhu Jiuhua's mad and heart, he came up with a knife and said fiercely: "The Zhu family passed down the nine generations. There will be no future!"
The mysterious man's robe sleeve waved the knife when he flew his hand, and he looked up and laughed, and shocked the roof beam to fly countless. "Master Nine, why don't you ask Master Zhu what you mean when you think about it?"
The sneered eyes swept over Zhu Baye who was paralyzed on the ground. He said disdainfully: "Nine young masters, Zhu Fu's wealth is given by my family. The life of Zhu Fu's descendants is given by my family. Let Zhu Fu have more than a thousand lives to make you regret. I will come to pick her up next month. However, the Zhu family still owes me a daughter. If the lawsuit reaches Yuqian, the Zhu family loses! "
Father Zhu Ba shouted indignantly: "Why do you want to marry my daughter? You already have a wife and concubine! Why can't you let me return the money slowly?"
"I am happy." The mysterious man walked away.
Xue Fei's figure drifted down like a fly on the beam in his laughter.
Seven days later, she finally struggled with preterm birth. Unexpectedly, the mysterious man concluded that the child who was a dead baby was alive.
The fainted Xue Fei had strength when she heard the child crying. After seeing a baby girl, Xue Fei cried wildly: "Strangle her, brother! Don't let her live! Please!"
Zhu Jiuhua took the baby and knelt down to Mr. Zhu Ba. He knocked his head heavily and took the door out.
At this moment, the father and the son have a good heart.
Zhu Baye wants to make money, making a lot of money. Redeem a way home for the son and granddaughter.
Zhu Jiuhua wanted to hide the mysterious man who was supernaturally secret, and quietly raise the fetus he judged wrongly.
There is always a place where he can raise this child. He tenderly called her: Do not give up!
A month later, Xue Fei was picked up by the mysterious man, and a year later the news of death came.
Also in the winter of this year, a large fire burned Xuejiazhuang to the ground.
No one knows how the mysterious man has concealed the Seventh Lord, and let him see Xue Fei's tomb. No one knows that fourteen years later, Mofu had a modern soul living in Master Mofu's body. He wanted to cling to the thoughts of the Seventh Lord and expose Zhu Jiuhua's hard-earned flowers to people again.
The wind rustled the bamboo forest. The sunlight at noon was filtered out by the bamboo leaves and became very cold.
Do not give up closing your eyes, for a while it was the young master who wrote the gentle verse under the spring flower tree, and for a while it was the flower nine who pressed her face tightly to her chest to keep her warm and unobstructed.
In order not to reveal his whereabouts, the young master who was full of talents and became a beggar could not return home. Shrinking under the eaves of Yaoling Town, begging to spend the day.
The mysterious man could not have imagined that the nine generations of the Miao of the Zhu family would abandon the prosperity and prosperity, even the days of ordinary people, just be a beggar.
The nose is sore, and there is a lump in the throat that grows bigger and bigger. She remembered the beauty of Mochizuki in the portrait, the mother Xue Fei she never met. She remembered what Mrs. Mo said, what Mo Ruofei said, and what the Seventh Prince and Mrs. Mingyue said.
What happened that year finally seemed like a perfect close together. Encircled by the infatuation of the Seventh Lord, Mo Baixing's love, the uncle's grief, Xue Fei's pitiful, Uncle Zhu Ba's regret.
She really hates. I hate the mysterious man who refused to ask Zhu Fu to pay off the money several times. I hate him for pushing too hard. She also hated Master Mo and hated Mrs. Mo. Hate them for being too cruel to Xue Fei. One robbed her of chastity and one robbed her of health.