Chapter 3:

You sang me on the stage. After half an hour, You Miao just said, "Hey, Li Yan, you can use that dog to play with your buddies."
Li Yan: "Dead is dead, take you to buy a new one in a few days."
Wu Youmiao: "Maybe it's not dead? You just said, Minger killed and dragged out in the morning."
Li Yan: "It won't happen without death."
Wu Youmiao: "What do you buy new? Waste, I just play around, I will pay you back after you play, you love to fight and bury it."
Li Yan: "No."
Wu Youmiao: "Let's borrow a few days."
Li Yan: "Did you really get on with Lao Tzu?"
One of the people on the side heard this, and then ridiculed: "You, the young master, have a great career, just go to the Teacher's House to buy hundreds or thousands of houses to fill the house, what do you want a broken slave?"
You Youmiao just said casually that Li Yan was not happy again, and said, "He? He can't afford it!"
Wu Youmiao said, "Why can't you afford it? Yang Fenglou has that little money overnight ..."
延 Li Yan said, "How about two hundred and twenty silver! Can you afford it? You can get two hundred and twenty silver, and the little man will let you."
When the young boys saw You Miao and habitually playing tricks with Li Yan and got rich, they started to coax. You Miao said, "Well, just two hundred dollars, can't you afford to be a master?"
Li Yan squinted at him, thinking that he would have known more.
You Miao said, I really ca n’t afford it. This year, there are only 320 silver left. This year, Yin Nian ate the lease for the next year. I just talked about it and did n’t buy it, but Li Yan At this glance, Qi came up again and said, "You killed him half a life, and now there are at most one or two left."
Everyone laughed, and Li Yan teased, "Don't bargain if you can't afford it. Look at your frustration. It's all in the egg."
After traveling, Miao Youmiao couldn't stand it. She took a silver ticket and threw it at the table, saying, "Buy!"
延 Li Yan also did not prevent him from this trick, first a slap, and then angry.
"Did the master say sell you?"
The crow is silent. Everyone sees You Miao is really rich. Two hundred and two silver tickets. Today Jingshi can buy a magnificent mansion or set up a land of hundreds of acres. Yang Fenglou's first name is Beijing's first fan. That's one hundred and twenty dollars, and two hundred and twenty dollars for a male slave? How can there be such a thing?
Li Yan stared at You Miao like a cow.
Everyone saw that the momentum was not right. I was afraid that I would quarrel. I was busy talking about it. Why did I say it? Why is a male slave in Jiaofang Division a matter of five or two silvers? Some people say that Shouxing is the biggest today. Follow him ...
Impulsively, You Miao threw out the silver ticket, knowing that there was no reason to hold it back. At first, it was ugly, and at second it was difficult to ride a tiger. After a while, she recovered the rogue phase, and said with a smile, "What? ? "
Li Yan: "Take it with you, I see where you put it, not to be hammered by your uncle? It cost 220 dollars, and it was a big deal."
You Youmiao was too lazy to talk to him. When she saw a birthday feast, she would not be happy, and someone came to take advantage of the situation to yell at Li Yan. You Miao would no longer be silent, sitting alone, the atmosphere was very rigid.
Youyou Miao left early, and did not give a greeting to Li Yan. He came out with a small cricket and saw the sack motionless, lying in the snow, wondering if he was dead.
You Miao immediately became nervous.
Wu Youmiao: "Don't die! If you die, you will have to pay me two hundred and twenty silver! My little real gold and silver! I bought it with your young master!"
Who can afford? The whole shuddered in shock.
You Youmiao instructed: "Untie the sack mouth, let me see!"
A daring family member came over, untied the bag and explained it.
"You Gongzi Mingjian, no wonder it is small, and no one says, the young people don't know ..."
Wu Youmiao: "Forget it, see if you die, don't die, grandma, I'll go to Li Yan and get the money back."
The man was holding a lantern, untied the sack, and dragged it slowly. The sack first showed a head. The man was beaten with seven holes, but his muscles were strong and strong. His hands were long and his legs were long. The blood under the man had turned into purple and black, and was beaten with urine.
Xiao Xiao bowed to look at the man's breath, You Miao asked: "Are you dead?"
Wu Youmiao remembered another thing—Li Yan said that he sold him, but he did not say whether he was alive or dead. If he wanted to go back to collect debts, Li Yan would deliberately scold him, and his two hundred dollars would never be recovered. Whether a person is alive or dead, he has to take it all.
Tricky and tricky ... You Miao sighed warmly, kneeled on one knee, leaned to his chest, her ears pressed against his chest and listened to the heartbeat. Her body was still a little warm and not stiff.
I live.
Wu Youmiao said, "Come on, take the cotton pads on the cushions in the car and take them home. What's his name?"
The family of Ding Jianyou Miao didn't bother anymore, and answered in a hurry: "It's Li Zhihuan, it's a dog slave."
Wu Youmiao signalled to leave, and Xiaoyao hurriedly left.
3. Roll the fish
You Miao took the inmate named Li Zhiyu that day. Uncle Tang was losing his temper at home. You Miao didn't dare to startle and shocked people. He instructed Xiaoxi to put the half-dead in the room and put it behind the screen. Then, I put something on it, like a kennel, and it was awkward. No one was allowed to say it, and it was right to go back to the room to sleep.
When it snowed that night, You Miao was lying on the bed, remembering a wild dog that he had picked up when he was at home, and fell asleep until midnight, couldn't help but got up and looked around to see if Inu Rongnu was dead.
At midnight, a bellows-like pant came from behind the screen. You Miao just couldn't sleep, quietly, and didn't pass the girl outside. She walked barefoot from the cashmere rug. She was dressed in white and wins a snow. Look at the glass lamp behind the screen.
The dog-dog Rongnu was intermittent and out of breath, most likely to die. You Miao remembered her two hundred silvers and couldn't help feeling distressed. She opened the quilt and looked at it with a glass lamp.
Previously, in ice and snow, the man was frozen with purple hair, blood, urine, sweat, and vomited bile. They all became ice. Now the quilt is covered in the middle of the night, and the water has melted away. There is an unpleasant sour smell on the body. His hands and feet are well-balanced, his feet are large, his fingers are long, and his body is eight feet long. His two strong long legs are as powerful as wild horses, and his words are as beautiful as donkeys.
When You Youmiao looked at his face again, he suddenly saw that his eyes were open, and he was startled again, almost knocking the lamp over his face.
His eyes were dumb and he looked at the glazed lamp.
"Why save me." His voice was hoarse and hoarse.