Chapter 19: Lisi-my lord (Part 1)

Wang Yang slept until dawn. Sunlight fell on his face, and he heard the sound of birds and chopping wood, which gave him an illusion of comfort. For a moment, he almost forgot that he was not only in debt but also wearing a fake identity, which could explode at any time.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he smelled food. He hadn't eaten a proper meal since crossing over, and he was starving. When he went out, he saw that the food was already set on the wooden table.

"Young Master Wang, you're awake, wash your face!"

The Black Man put down the axe and brought Wang Yang a towel and a basin of water he had prepared. Knowing Wang Yang wasn't used to using his fingers to brush his teeth, he also prepared salt water for him to rinse his mouth, as he had done last time.

After paying off the debt, I have to think about a toothbrush. Wang Yang thought silently.

"Where is little Ah Wu?" Wang Yang asked after washing.

"She went to pick snails."

"Then wait for her to come back to eat together."

"Young Master, you eat. She and I already ate. Seeing you were sleeping, we didn't dare wake you."

Sweat.

So he woke up late.

"The food might be cold, I'll heat it up for you."

"No trouble, I'm already hungry."

This was his third meal since crossing over, and the most sumptuous one: a bowl of pure wheat rice, a boiled egg, a dish of pickles, and a jar of pickled fish, which was what the Black Man called "pickled fish" yesterday.

The first two meals were porridge, and this time he finally ate dry rice!

The pickled fish was also delicious, without any fishy smell.

Wang Yang picked half a jar of pickled fish and put it on the rice, eating it with the pickles.

After eating half a bowl, he started peeling the egg, preparing to mash it and mix it with the rice, but thinking of Ah Wu and the Black Man, he put the egg and the remaining half jar of pickled fish aside, and swept away the rest of the food.

"Ah Wu, what happened to you!" The Black Man, who was chopping wood outside, threw away the axe and hurried to meet her.

"Nothing, had a fight, I beat that little young master."

"Lisi's little young master?!" The Black Man was shocked.

"Yes, and a dog-leg, I beat them both! They dared to overturn my snail bucket, so I beat them into snot bugs!" Ah Wu raised her little fist, with the momentum of "offend my snails, though far away, I will punish."

The Black Man cried out: "Little ancestor, you've caused trouble again!"

Wang Yang heard the father and daughter's conversation and walked out. He saw little Ah Wu covered in mud, carrying the small wooden bucket the Black Man had made for her, smiling triumphantly: "Young Master, look! Snails! I'll boil snail porridge for you tonight!"

Wang Yang was stunned, not because of this sentence, nor because of the mud on Ah Wu, and certainly not because of any snail porridge, but because he discovered that little Ah Wu's long hair was gone, replaced by short hair to her ears!

Wang Yang asked in surprise: "Your hair..."

Ah Wu scratched her head embarrassedly: "Not ugly, right."

The Black Man brought water and a rag, wiping his daughter's face with a pained heart, and said: "Ah Wu sold her hair, saying she promised last night to let Young Master eat something good."

"Tomorrow morning Ah Wu will make you something delicious!" Little Ah Wu's words from last night echoed in Wang Yang's ears. He had just smiled at the time, but he didn't expect that a sentence of "make something delicious" would cost this little girl such a price!

"Young Master, was the food delicious today?" Ah Wu asked the question she cared about most, feeling a bit uneasy.

Wang Yang wanted to say it was delicious, but his throat felt blocked, so he just nodded.

Little Ah Wu was very happy, chattering about letting Wang Yang taste her snail porridge tonight.

Wang Yang was a bit absent-minded, and the image of the first time he saw Ah Wu, with her long hair fluttering, appeared before his eyes, unable to be driven away.

At this time, a shout interrupted his memories.

"Blackie! Look! Look at what your girl did to my grandson! Tell me! Can this girl of yours be managed or not!"

Zhang Lisi walked over angrily, followed by a little boy with black eye sockets and mud all over his body.

Little Ah Wu glared, and the little boy immediately hid behind Zhang Lisi.

"Lisi-my lord, calm down, I've already taught her a heavy lesson!" The Black Man gave Ah Wu a look and said in a deep voice: "Still not apologizing to the little young master?!"

Ah Wu shrugged and put on a smiling face: "Little young master, come, I'll apologize to you."

The little boy was trembling with fear and didn't dare to appear from behind his grandfather. He knew this girl was crazy!

"Look at how useless you are! With Grandpa here, what are you afraid of!" Lisi glared at Ah Wu and pulled the little boy from behind him.

Ah Wu walked up, and the little boy, like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow, instinctively wanted to run backward. Wang Yang smiled in his heart: This is being beaten scared by little Ah Wu!

Ah Wu bowed: "Little young master, I'm sorry. Although you laughed at my hair, said I had no mother, overturned my snail bucket, and beat me with Da Fei, I shouldn't have fought back, I should have let you beat me honestly. I'm sorry, I was wrong."

The truth was that Ah Wu had started it. Not only did she start it, but she didn't miss a single word in the previous verbal battle. The little young master couldn't win the argument, so he overturned the snail bucket. But after Ah Wu said it this way, the matter changed its appearance. However, it was a fact that the little young master provoked first.

Lisi didn't ask clearly what happened to his grandson, just thinking he was beaten by Ah Wu. Hearing Ah Wu's words now, he was stunned. The Black Man was also fooled, thinking his daughter had suffered such a great grievance!

"You... you're lying! You started it!" The little boy finally grasped the point.

"So you and Da Fei didn't beat me? Do you dare to swear in front of Lisi-my lord?" Little Ah Wu raised her voice and asked.

Good little Ah Wu!

Wang Yang guessed Ah Wu's thoughts and watched with great interest how Ah Wu "defeated the enemy."

You started it, we fought back, this is mutual fighting! The little boy didn't intend to deny the fighting back, but being forced by Ah Wu so righteously, he was a bit stammering and completely forgot about the matter of Ah Wu scolding him for "not being born by his parents."

Lisi wasn't a child. He heard Ah Wu say something like "I shouldn't have fought back," and now it turned into questioning his grandson about whether he fought back. Seeing the words were not true, he said with a gloomy face:

"Seeing from small to old, she is so perverse and unreasonable at such a young age. When she grows up, she will be either a shrew or a fierce woman! No wonder she is a double-five child, whoever touches her is unlucky!" Then he said to his grandson: "Stay away from her in the future!"

Ah Wu whispered: "Seeing from small to old, then Lisi-my lord must have been the same as the little young master when he was small."

Lisi was furious: "Do you really think I can't cure you!"

The Black Man hurriedly stepped forward and pressed Ah Wu's head: "Apologize to Lisi-my lord quickly!"

Little Ah Wu held her neck up, her face full of stubbornness.

Wang Yang walked over: "Apologize for what? Children fighting, and not even injured, where is there any need to apologize?"

As soon as the Black Man heard Wang Yang speak, he immediately let go.

Lisi pulled his grandson over and said angrily: "Look! The eyes are beaten black and blue! Still dare to say no injury!"

Wang Yang looked at the little boy with a black and blue right eye, his face displeased, pulled Ah Wu over, and scolded: "You say you! Why didn't you beat him symmetrically?"

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Note: There were many cases of selling hair in ancient times. The historical material cited by the author is the story of Tao Kan's mother selling her hair to entertain guests. The sold hair was generally made into wigs. Yes, our country's wig culture is much earlier than Europe's. Wigs were not only for beauty but also necessary for etiquette on certain occasions. The matter of wigs will not be seen in the "Jingzhou Volume," but will appear in the "Jin Ling Volume." ===== CHAPTER 20 =====