third chapter
Mrs. Wang fetched water for Li Zhizhi to wash. It was early in the morning, the sun came in through the window, it was bright and clean, the wooden basin was filled with clear water, and the water rippled layer by layer, the feeling of suffocation came again. , the desperate struggle before dying flashed back scene by scene in Li Zhizhi's mind, very clear, she stood where she was, her hands and feet were stiff, and she could hardly move.
Wang Pozi didn't know what was going on, and asked in confusion: "Miss, what's the matter
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What to say, hurriedly twisted the veil for her and handed it over, watched Li Zhizhi wipe her face, only felt that she had some changes, different from the previous few days, but I couldn't tell what was different.
After freshening up, Li Zhizhi saw those cut and torn clothes piled up in a dirty place. No matter how good the servants of Li's mansion were, they would not target her like this. There must be someone behind her. It's a pity that Li's last life Zhizhi doesn't know anything. She mended the clothes silently. When she was in the village, the torn clothes could still be worn after mending. Throw away all the clothes, and say this is Li Mansion, not some rural place, let her get rid of her previous indecent habits, learn the rules and etiquette, and don't lose face of Li Mansion. Li Zhizhi stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of clothing and looked at it. It was a very ordinary coarse cloth clothing, maybe even the servants of Li Mansion would not like it, but this was Li Zhizhi's best one, so he was lucky, no Dirty, only a knife was cut at the lapel. Mrs. Wang also saw it, and said with an ouch, "What's the matter? Miss's clothes——" Li Zhizhi lowered her eyes, and said, "It's just like this when I brought it back yesterday, it's okay." She said, hugging the clothes in her arms In the middle, Qiang cheered up and smiled at Mrs. Wang: "Please find some needles and threads for me. " After sewing it, she said in a fluttering voice: "I'll report to Madam in a while, the young lady has returned home, and she has to make some new clothes."
Li Zhizhi didn't refuse her kindness this time, because it was useless for Mrs. Wang to report it. Mrs. Li didn't take her matter to heart at all now, and she didn't even want to hear Li Zhizhi's name being mentioned.
Mrs. Wang's needlework is very good, but even so, there is still an obvious seam on the lapel. Li Zhizhi didn't care, changed the clothes, and said to her: "Mother-in-law, go to work, I am in the house by myself. Go around." Mrs. Wang advised her to take a good rest and recuperate. Li Zhizhi obediently agreed on the surface, and slipped out as soon as the other party left. She deliberately left the mansion through a secluded corner door. Outside was a long street. Cross this street. At the end, cross another bridge, which is the East Market, where pedestrians are bustling, sellers, vendors, and jugglers can be found everywhere. There was a fortune-telling stall at the head of the bridge, and a blind Taoist priest sat there. Li Zhizhi stopped in front of him, and the Taoist seemed to have noticed it, and said: "Ten fortune-telling, no deception, no two prices." Li Zhizhi Zhi smiled, took out a copper plate, threw it into the small bamboo tube in front of him, made a jingling sound, and said, "Master Taoist , I want to make a deal with you." " "Ten taels of silver." As soon as the words fell, the Taoist priest immediately opened his eyes: "What business?" Li Zhizhi smiled: "Taoist, take a step to talk." It was early in the morning, and some fog rose by the moat , The willow tree is facing the water, with thumb-sized buds blooming from the slender branches, green and verdant. On the other side of the willow tree is a small building with blue tiles and white walls, which has a bit of the charm of Jiangnan. The Taoist priest rubbed his hands, his voice a little excited, and asked Li Zhizhi, "I don't know what kind of business a good man wants to do with a poor Taoist? " Go to Suzaku Street and wait for someone..." She made it so clear that the Taoist suddenly realized: "You call the poor Taoist to deceive people." Li Zhizhi said: "What did the Taoist say? In fact, how can you be a liar?"
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