Moonlit Magic of Winter Woods Chapter 2

Such a beautiful little poor thing

A village ten miles outside the main city.

Harlow Jiang got up early.

It was really cold today. She rubbed her hands and went to the kitchen to light a fire to make breakfast.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, there was a "tearing" sound, and the cotton-padded coat was scratched by the nails hanging things on the doorpost.

Harlow Jiang sighed. This tattered cotton coat was already full of patches, and the cotton inside was old. It didn't keep him warm at all.

It's a cold winter, and the weather is getting colder day by day. You can get your salary tomorrow. Let's buy some new cotton after receiving this month's money.

You need to prepare cotton-padded clothes and quilts for winter in advance, but...if you buy cotton, you don’t have money to buy charcoal fire. You have to go to the forest every day to pick up some firewood and bring it back to burn. Now that it’s snowing today, there are still firewood in the mountains and forests. Black bears are out and about.

Harlow Jiang put the brown rice into the pot while planning how to live her life.

After drinking a bowl of thin rice porridge, I wasn't so cold anymore.

She had errands to do this morning and had no time to mend her cotton-padded clothes, so she hurried out and headed for the city government office in the heavy snow.

Her job was as an executioner, and her monthly salary was half a tael of silver.

Nowadays, the world is difficult, crops have failed year after year, court taxes have become heavier and heavier, and firewood and rice have become more and more expensive.

With this little monthly salary, I could barely make ends meet, and I couldn't even save a penny.

Harlow Jiang arrived at the Yamen and happened to catch up with Dian Mao.

After clicking, she went to the back to get tools and prepare to sharpen the knife.

At noon today, there was a criminal who wanted to be executed.

This is the batch that Qiuhou asked to kill.

In addition to Harlow Jiang, there are two executioners in the yamen, but they don't like to work in winter.

Because the executioner had to take off his upper body clothes to work. After all, he was beheading. With one cut, the blood would spurt high and it would easily splash onto the clothes.

That's why they stayed naked until they finished their work, then took a shower, changed their clothes, and then went home.

Nowadays, the cold winter is coming, and the heat is exhaling less and less.

All the work fell on Harlow Jiang.

She couldn't ask for it more.

Because Harlow Jiang's hand was the most agile with his knife, some executioners kept slashing at the prisoner's head with one slash and had to slash a second time. The scene was very ugly, causing the family members of the prisoners and the onlookers below to cry and faint with fear.

And Harlow Jiang not only finished it with one knife, but also didn't stain her clothes, so she didn't have to go bare-chested and cold while working.

She is also willing to work more.

In addition to half a tael of salary per month, for every additional salary cut, a bonus of fifty cents will be recorded.

It's almost the end of the year.

Harlow Jiang has worked hard this year. When the dividends are paid at the end of the year, she will have to save up and strive to marry a beautiful and virtuous young man as soon as possible.

She is now eighteen years old, and she is not a young one. Women of her age in the village have their babies running around, but she still lives alone. When she comes home, the pot is cold, the stove is cold, the bed is cold, and her clothes are torn and she has to mend them herself. , I feel sad just thinking about it.

Not being able to marry a husband is not just because of poverty.

Harlow Jiang is nine feet tall, strong and good-looking, does not engage in prostitution or gambling, and has a serious job. She is a serious woman who lives her life.

but......
Harlow Jiang works as an executioner. He cuts off the heads of criminals all day long, and his body is full of evil and yin.

Harlow Jiang was born on the solstice day of winter. Her father died of illness not long after giving birth to her, and her mother also died of illness when she was ten years old.

Over the years, she has worked everywhere in the city, relying solely on working hard to make ends meet. She is hard-working and hard-working, tall and strong, and she only found a job as an executioner last year.

The gossips in the village all said that both members of the Jiang family were killed by her.

But they only dared to talk secretly behind their backs. After all, Harlow Jiang was tall and powerful. He could kick them more than ten feet away with one kick, and he would be crippled even if he didn't die.

Although Harlow Jiang has never beaten anyone in the village, nor has he bullied anyone.

But they were all afraid of Harlow Jiang and avoided her when they saw her.

No one dared to marry their son to her for fear that she would beat him three times a day or even have his head chopped off.

Unless she is willing to pay more!

Therefore, if Harlow Jiang wanted to marry a husband, he would have to spend a lot of money to find a matchmaker, and also pay extra betrothal gifts.

She has a big appetite and eats a lot, and her life is very tight, so she has no spare money to marry a husband.

This matter was delayed until she was eighteen years old.

Every night when she lay on the cold bed, she wished she had a beautiful young man with a warm and soft body in her arms who would smile when touched.

Harlow Jiang sharpened the machete all morning and made it very sharp.

Harlow Jiang moved his arms and headed to Caishikou first.

She waited for the prison van to pick up the prisoners.

The snow hadn't stopped yet. Harlow Jiang had just taken out the knife from the silk cloth and saw a man running up with a baby on his back.

"Sir! Please act more swiftly and don't make my wife suffer more. Please, please!"

This crying little man was the prisoner's husband, and he even presented an oil paper bag in his hand.

Harlow Jiang took it and looked at it. They were two hot pancakes!

The dough is baked into golden brown and sprinkled with black sesame seeds. It smells delicious!

Harlow Jiang stuffed the oil-paper bag into her arms and comforted the prisoner's family: "Don't worry, I promise you a knife, it will be quick."

"Thank you...Thank you, sir..."

The family members of the prisoners carried their infant children down and stood in the first row of the onlookers, still wiping away tears.

Harlow Jiang could feel that the two sesame seed cakes in his arms were still warm.

It had been a long time since she had eaten thin noodles, and just smelling the aroma made her fascinated.

She wiped the knife with a silk cloth. In fact, even if her family didn't give her a gift, she would still cut it neatly.

If you can cut it off with one knife, why bother to use another knife? She doesn't do bad things that harm others but don't benefit herself.

She looked towards the street entrance to see if the prison van was coming.

She was thinking about finishing her work early and going home to eat hot biscuits.

In the past, family members often gave gifts, including eggs, sugar, cloth, and even a small bunch of copper coins.

At two quarters to noon, the prison van arrived.

Harlow Jiang stood aside with a knife in hand, waiting for the family members to feed the prisoners the last bite of food before taking action.

Harlow Jiang thought to herself, "You are so virtuous. When can I get a husband?"

"My wife, you can go on your journey with peace of mind. I will raise your child well..."

After the family members finished feeding them, they were dragged off by the officers in tears.

Harlow Jiang took a mouthful of water and sprayed it on the machete. She brushed the hair on the back of the prisoner's neck.

Three quarters past noon.

One cut and the work is done neatly.

Harlow Jiang returned to the Yamen, washed the knife, put it back in its place, and changed into his own clothes...

She found that the cotton-padded clothes were shedding lint. She picked up the lint on the ground and stuffed it back along the holes in the clothes. She thought about going back and sewing the clothes quickly. There wasn't much cotton in the first place, and if it dropped again, it would be all gone.

She touched the two sesame seed cakes in her arms, which were still a little warm, and hurried home. Just then, the snow stopped.

Harlow Jiang walked back quickly. She felt a little dizzy again today. She had this problem from time to time every winter. She spent money to see a doctor, but he didn't see anything. She was strong and healthy, so she didn't take it seriously. .

It was a ten-mile walk from the city to home. She had long legs and fast feet, so she could go back in no time.

Harlow Jiang has always been thinking about eating sesame cakes while they are hot.

Halfway through, I found a naked man lying in the snow on the side of the road.

Why didn't you see this person when you came?

The man was face down, his arms stretched forward, and one leg was bent. He was still crawling, but he was motionless.

Harlow Jiang squatted down and got closer, only to find...

What is this?

Why does this man still have a...tail growing from his bu.tt?

The bald part and the burnt part are the tails, right?

These are furry... ears on top of the head?

There are also half chains on the wrists and ankles.

Is he a fugitive?

Harlow Jiang has always been courageous. There is nothing in this world that she dare not do. She looked at the bruises and burns on the man's back. She held her shoulders and turned the man over.

What a beautiful face!

She had never seen such a beautiful man before, and her breath suddenly became stagnant.

Even so, this man also had a cut on his forehead and injuries on his face.

Harlow Jiang looked down and saw that this man's chest was also bruised and bruised, and there were countless injuries on his body.

Harlow Jiang checked his chest. There was no word "prison" on his chest, so he was not a fugitive.

Moreover, there were portraits of all the wanted fugitives in the yamen. This face was so delicate and beautiful that if she had seen it, she would never forget it.

"Um......"

This pretty little beauty moaned in pain as soon as she was turned over, but she did not wake up.

Still alive!

Harlow Jiang didn't waste any more time, she picked up the scarred and frozen strange little beauty and ran home.

No matter why this little beauty has fluffy ears and a bare tail.

We can't let the little beauty freeze to death in the snow, she wants to pick it up!

After returning home, Harlow Jiang placed the little beauty on the old bed board, pulled a quilt without cotton wool and covered him with it.

Now the little beauty is freezing cold, so we need to quickly boil some hot water to give him a bath.

Harlow Jiang filled a large basin of snow and poured it into the pot to cook.

He also lit a brazier with firewood and placed it in the dilapidated and drafty hut to keep warm.

After the water was boiled, Harlow Jiang came back with hot water and carefully wiped the little beauty's body.

The little beauty was still unconscious, but she moaned from time to time.

This voice made Harlow Jiang's heart itch. After all, she was also a strong-blooded woman.

But seeing the scarred appearance of the little beauty, although she was very poor, she was a decent woman who saved people and would not take the opportunity to do bad things. It was better to wait until the little beauty woke up.

After scrubbing it clean with hot water, the little beauty's body was also warming up.

Harlow Jiang looked at the burns that were still bleeding. She found the leftover burn medicine she had used last time. Unfortunately, there wasn't much medicine left, so she could only apply it to a few serious burns on the little beauty's body.

The firewood in the brazier was about to go out, so she went outside to get some more firewood and came back to add more.

In the afternoon, it started to snow again outside, and there was a strong wind.

Harlow Jiang closed the window. Seeing that the little beauty hadn't woken up yet, she was sitting by the fire pot to warm herself up. Suddenly she remembered that there were two sesame cakes in her arms!

After coming back, I was so busy rescuing the little beauty that I forgot to have lunch.

Harlow Jiang has a big appetite and cannot even skip a meal.

These two sesame cakes were ice cold.

Harlow Jiang placed the sesame cakes next to the brazier and heated them up before eating.

The pastry pancakes were roasted by the fire, giving off a fragrant aroma.

Harlow Jiang couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She picked one up and was about to take a bite when she heard a crash behind her.

It was the sound of chains.

Harlow Jiang turned around and saw that the little beauty was awake and crawling under the bed wrapped in quilt...

Harlow Jiang put down the sesame cakes, stood up and walked over.

The little beauty was even more frightened. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but no sound came out. He waved his arms and tried to crawl, but he was held back by someone.

"you're awake?"

Harlow Jiang saw this little beauty... her eyes were green!

so beautiful!

When I was a child, my mother said that the monsters in the mountains are those with green eyes. It turns out that this little beauty is a spirit in the mountains. No wonder she has ears and a tail.

The Milo Little woke up just now and felt a warmth. When he opened his eyes, he saw a person with his back turned to him!

He wanted to crawl away secretly, but he endured the pain all over his body before moving and was discovered!

People are all bad!

Why was he caught again?

Just came out of the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den.

Help!

Origin of the heroine’s name:

"The white fox whistles the mountain wind to the moon, and the autumn cold sweeps away the clouds and leaves the blue sky." ------ "Long Night in the Stream" by Li He