In the drought year, in order for Xiaoliu to survive, Xiaoliu's father and father cried and kowtowed to the landlords, begging them to take in Xiaoliu's current generation and let those with a stutter live.
The landlord's wife was kind-hearted and agreed, so nine-year-old Xiao Liu was taken to the landlord's house and became a servant of the landlord's family.
He lit fires, swept the yard, and did laundry. Xiaoliu was doing everything smoothly. He was grateful to the landowner and his wife, and he only wanted to get things done and repay the kindness of the landowner and his wife for allowing him to return home several times a year to reunite with his father, father, and brothers.
There was only one thing. The fat young man in the courtyard who was three years younger than him was too domineering and noisy. Taking care of him alone was more tiring than taking care of his seventeen or eight younger brothers!
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As the only young master of the He family, He Xiao can do whatever he wants and get whatever he wants. His father and mother at home love him, and the servants below provide for him, and he has never had any problems.
Humph, He Xiao held the small wooden sword, twisted his chubby face, and squinted at the annoying guy next to him with his big eyes!
Just because this guy rescued him from the water tank not long after he arrived, his parents asked him to follow him, causing him to be picked up from time to time, picked up, and grabbed by the collar. He is special, super, and doesn't like him. He often shouts at the top of his voice: "Dad, Mom, I don't want Xiaoliu to serve you, let him serve you, I don't want it!"
Soon, He Xiao grew up to sixteen years old. He was once chubby, tall, with long legs and broad shoulders. He was wearing a robe made by Xiaoliu, who had served him for eleven years. He dismounted and entered the yard. Before he could speak, his mother smiled and said to him, "Just in time for you to come back, I have something to tell you."
"Xiao Liu will be at mother's side starting from tomorrow. Didn't you always make noises when you were little and didn't want Xiao Liu to serve you? Now it's just right, as you wish."
He Xiao's hand holding the lambskin riding crop tightened, "Why, he is fine by my side, why should he go to my mother's side?"
"Xiao Liu is twenty years old, and it's time to find her husband's family. I heard from him that his father and father took him to find a good young man. If it's quick, the decision can be made by the end of this year. It's not convenient for you to serve him. Your kid is naturally at odds with Xiao Liu, so you can't mess with him in important matters in his life."
He Xiao stood up abruptly, his handsome face darkened, "He is my husband! What kind of husband is he looking for!"
Intention: Good things happen