“The climate this winter is very abnormal!”

Looking at the weather outside, Wu Jie's mood was as gloomy as the boundless freezing rain. The colleague in the office looked up at him at the same time, then lowered his head, as if he did not exist.

That cold expression made Wu Jie suddenly feel nauseous. Recalling the flattery and flattering of his colleagues for him half a year ago, it was like an unreal dream.

Everything is just because the leader who has worked hard to cultivate himself was caught in the cruel office political struggle.

When he graduated from college, Wu Jie took the initiative of his father who had passed away for many years to join the public institution. The leader of the unit received the favor of his old man and intended to promote Wu Jie as his deputy.

In addition, Wu Jie is also a talented young man, and he has a bright future in business. He thought that relying on this relationship and his own abilities, he could also show his talents in his work.

pity……

The new boss was originally the political enemy of the leader, so he naturally had no good face to Wu Jie and was also quite exaggerated in his daily work.

Seeing this direction, the colleagues who had known Wu Jie as brothers and brothers also changed their faces one after another. When he was troubled, he was three points more ruthless than the new leader.

The future is not bright, and Wu Jie is also decadent. He swept the floor, wiped the table, and ran errands in the office every day. His life is so bland that it is tasteless.

This meaningless work made him suppressed, and he couldn't say a few words to his colleagues on weekdays. When he met someone, he nodded politely. After a day, his mouth was stinking.

There is a saying that goes: If you don’t burst out in silence, you’re silent and perverted.

Wu Jie suspected that if this kind of life continues, his spirit will be in trouble.

If no major changes occur.

Since entering Sanjiu, the weather has been very cold. It has been raining for ten days in one breath, and there is no sign of no stopping until today.

The air conditioner in the office was turned on very much, and the air was very bad, so Wu Jie couldn't breathe, and his mood was extremely dark.

He decided to go home earlier, so he walked to the director's office and said that he was uncomfortable and wanted to go to the hospital for a look.

The leader didn't say anything, but just waved impatiently.

Walking to the street, I turned up the hat behind my clothes and put it on my head. The rain became heavier and heavier. In a moment, the drizzle of rain formed a "crash!", and thunder came faintly from the endless rain curtain.

"Is this still winter?" Wu Jie exclaimed in surprise, his body was already shivering by the rain, and he was so cold that he shivered.

Pedestrians on the street ran under the eaves on the street. There was a middle school on the side of the road. Although the school’s security guards tried their best to stop it, the crowd still rushed in, squeezing the guard room, which made him scream.

Not everyone is afraid of the cold. Looking at the barbed wire on the street, there was a group of middle school students wearing shorts and short-sleeved shirts on the playground of the middle school.

Wu Jie was so cold that he couldn't stand it. He was hesitating whether he would go in to hide from the rain. Suddenly, a sharp lightning flash broke through the air and hit the barbed wire next to him.

A shocking rumbling sound exploded in his ears, and Wu Jie seemed to be hit hard by a heavy truck and fell to the ground in an instant.

At this time, the second thunder hit the barbed wire again, and countless small sparks spread on the Internet like festival fireworks, and the eyes were white. In an instant, everything seemed to become transparent.

"Unfortunate, I seemed to be hit by lightning!"

This thought just rose from the bottom of my heart, and before the sparks on the wire were extinguished, a third lightning bolt came again.

A larger fireworks bloomed in front of you, more than five meters high.

Looking at everything in front of him with dumbfounded eyes, Wu Jie was just lying in the rain, seeing the people in the guard room and the group of football-playing students rushing towards him with their mouths open.

"Are you okay?"

"Do you want to call an ambulance?"

...

After being surrounded by a group of people and asking for a long time, Wu Jie struggled to stand up from the ground with difficulty, feeling numb all over his body, his hands and legs trembled constantly.

After moving for a long time, touching his body, and finding that it was not serious, Wu Jie waved his head: "It's okay, don't go to the hospital, just take a break."

He was held by someone and staggered into the school guard room. He looked at the mirror placed on the table by the security guard. He looked pale and his hair stood up, and he was indescribably embarrassed.

After taking a sip of hot water, the onlookers kept persuading: "Young man, don't you really need to go to the hospital?"

"No, no, I just want to find a hair salon now..." When my body finally stopped trembling, Wu Jie said embarrassedly.

It is not realistic to go to a hair salon. Although the hair style is ugly, it is soaked in rain. If you don’t change into clean clothes quickly, you will be afraid you will be cold to go to the hospital.

When he got home, he took a shower and changed his clothes, ate a bowl of instant noodles, and called his uncle in his hometown, saying that he would go back during the New Year and asked if he had bought the paper money for his deceased parents on New Year's Eve. After Wu Jie felt afraid: I can't die like this, I'm so lucky!

I was too lazy to go to bed, turned on the TV, and just lay on the couch and watched the TV boredly.

After experiencing a terrifying scene, if you say that you are not afraid in your heart, you are lies. It is best to think about nothing at this moment, have a good sleep, and when you wake up, everything will pass.

But probably because of the electric shock, although my body was exhausted, my spirit was extremely excited.

In this case, the best way is to find the most boring and ugly show to watch for an hour, and then be depressed and hypnotized.

So Wu Jie picked up the TV remote control board and changed ten channels in one breath, and finally stopped in the drama channel.

What else is more boring than watching a traditional drama?

The TV shows the farewell show of Changting in the Yue Opera "The West Chamber" and I don't know which famous artist sang it. It has been a history. Not only is the black and white picture, but the voice is a bit chaotic and unclear. It seems like I am covering my mouth. The young master and the lady inside are also very old and can see the tattoos on their heads.

I am not unfamiliar with Wu Jie in "The West Chamber". I think when I was in college, it was a must-read article.

Looking up at the couple who bid farewell on TV, Wu Jie smiled: A talented man and beautiful man, a young man was in trouble, and a young lady was passionate. This kind of vulgar story is really boring. Just say that Zhang Sheng worked hard to marry Miss Cui and finally passed the top scorer and won the beauty. It was just a coaxing simple ancients. The elimination rate of the imperial examination in ancient times was extremely high, which was much more difficult than the civil service exam in modern society. After ten years of hard work, county examinations, government examinations, college examinations, provincial examinations, imperial examinations, palace examinations, and palace examinations, each level was a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge, and he also had to consume a lot of money. If I was in this situation, let alone taking the Jinshi, it would be difficult to get the fame of a scholar.

So, what should I do if it was me... Wu Jie was a little dazed for a moment.

"Farewell to Changting" was soon finished, and the next one was the martial arts drama "Lost in the Sky". Wu Jie was not interested in these three dramas. After watching them for a long time, he felt that his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he fell asleep to death without realizing it.

The world is huge in my dream, and I don’t know how long it took, someone rudely pushed his body. A woman’s voice came from a distance in a hazy way: “Wake up, wake up.”

In the evening, Wu Jie was hit by lightning. Now he was exhausted both physically and mentally. He just wanted to have a good sleep. He was disturbed by someone's good dream. He felt a little unhappy and sighed and sat up. His eyes were filled with eye poop. Everything seemed a little hazy, but he couldn't see clearly.

However, he was still shocked by the scenery in front of him.

First of all, he remembered that he was lying on the couch before, but in front of him he was lying on a black wooden bed, with a snow-white mosquito net above his head, and an oil lamp was faintly lit on the table beside the window, which was only three feet away.

The furnishings in the house also look very dilapidated. How can I say it? It looks a bit like the house in my hometown when I was a child. However, the hometown in the countryside is a countryside, and it is clearly a city.

This can be seen from the lights outside the bed and the shadows of the house.

Looking out of the window, the sound of running water flowing under the window, with a few barking dogs intersecting, making the night look extremely quiet.

In modern cities, houses that look quaint or even simple are hard to find. If they are antique buildings, why do they look so old?

Cold, very cold. This is the unique wet and coldness in the south. The coldness is everywhere, as if it has penetrated into the bones. The quilt on the body seems to be very thin, light and has no warmth effect. The body is also trembling with the coldness that is constantly invading. A layer of straw is covered under the mat, probably because it is too wet and emits a pungent smell of mold.

"Am I dreaming? I'm obviously sleeping on the sofa, why did I come here?" The surprise in my heart became even more intense. I reached out and patted my forehead, but felt it was as hot as hot charcoal. My whole body was so sore and soft that I couldn't lift up any strength. The headache seemed to be about to crack.

It feels a bit like having a very serious cold.

At this time, the woman's voice sounded again, and the sound was very young, about fifteen or sixteen years old: "Young master, how are you better? Your medicine has been boiled, are you taking it now?" His attitude was still very bad.

Then, before Wu Jie could speak, a pair of slender and white hands reached out and pulled him out of the bed, and a bowl of thick black and sticky medicine juice poured into Wu Jie's mouth.

The medicine was so bitter that Wu Jie was caught in half a bowl of it.

There seemed to be a lot of coptis chinensis and Huoxiang in the potion, which smelled like Huoxiang Zhengqi Water.

Wu Jie was born with allergic to Huoxiang Zhengqi Liquid, and suddenly felt a swelling in his stomach. He couldn't help but lower his head, "Wow!" and vomited out all the medicine liquid.

"Young Master, this medicine costs a lot of money. In order to cure your illness, the hairpin left to you when the old lady passed away was all lost. If you still have some filial piety, don't waste things like this. Really think that this is Nanjing, are you still the glorious Master Wu?" The woman sneered in a low voice: "Forget it, it's useless to tell you these things, you're just a fool."

At this time, Wu Jie saw the woman who served her medicine clearly.

This woman probably is because she is still young, has not yet grown up, is not tall, and is very slender. She has small eyebrows and eyes, and is quite pretty, but she is a little bit angry between her eyebrows, which destroys her image.

She was wearing a coarse cloth shirt that was washed with white hair. The style was probably the clothes of ancient women, and the age was not visible. Anyway, it was before the Qing Dynasty. A few patches were applied to the collar and elbows, which looked very neat. She had fair skin and delicate facial features. She was not beautiful, but she was very attractive.

This person is his personal maid, Moth.

Wu Jie wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said casually: "Moth, I'm fine, it's just that I feel a little nauseous when I take this medicine."

Before he could say anything, he was shocked again: I had never met the woman in front of me before, so why did I know that she was my maid as soon as I met. It seemed that I had slept with this little girl. Although I had no status, I could be considered my wife... When did I have a wife... No, it should be a mistress, and it wasn't right... Damn, Moth is less than sixteen years old, am I a sinister?

Seeing Wu Jie sitting there blankly, Moth's voice became louder: "My stupid young master, why are you stupid? Could it be that you are sick again? I'm timid, don't scare me! Humph, you are just a fool and you can't recognize many words. It doesn't matter if you go to the literary club to embarrass yourself, so the old master's face makes you lose all your face."

As he spoke, he was not feeding medicine. He let go of the young master of the Wu family and stood up suddenly.

Wu Jie was not careful for a moment, and his body fell to the bed, shaking the straw under the mat with a rustling sound.

The violent impact made Wu Jie wake up: Dream, this is a dream. In the dream, I became this woman's man, haha, in modern society, I am a short, poor, and ugly bachelor, but now I have a mistress here. Haha, it is rare to see dreaming like this, interesting, and really interesting.

Seeing Wu Jie smiled, Moth's expression was even more disgusted:

"You'll go to bed after taking the medicine. You've had a high fever and have been in a coma for a day. Fortunately, I finally woke up and I'll go back to the old lady's words."

"You...you're at your own risk."

The moth walked quickly outside the house, trampling the earthquake plate so loud that it was very annoyed.

"Why is this girl so bad-tempered? Do you still have the slightest awareness of being a maid?" Wu Jie was in a very headache and had no choice but to shake her head helplessly.

But at this moment, the moth cried in depression in the yard: "What should I do? What should I do? Is this thief really going to let our Wu family go to the end?"

The lights outside the window went out one after another, and I don’t know what time it was at night. It was pitch black, and only the oil lamp on the table was flashing dimly.

Wu Jie also felt a little tired, and tilted his head and closed his eyes.

The serious illness was just recovering, and my body was drifting.

I don’t know how long it took for the inaudible cry to Wu Jie’s ear: “Young master, you have only been away for a few years. You are confused and don’t know what’s going on. Now it’s like this… If there is really a moth left alone, how can you live alone in the world… It’s better to jump into the Minjiang River and die clean.”

A few cold tears fell on my face and flowed down my cheeks into my neck, a little cold.
To be continued...