80th bowl of soup (1)

【This world is full of love and hate; stay together and give up; unswervingly and betrayal. 】

[Or maybe, there is no love at all in this world, no staying together, no enduring. The sound of bricks falling on the wall awakened Qing Huan, who was already drowsy. She suddenly sat up from the bed, got out of bed on guard, picked up the wooden stick she had prepared by her side and hid behind the door.

She had been married to Guan Da for several months, but Guan Da died the night of her worship. She didn't know why he died, but she knew that his death was absolutely abnormal. Because that night, she watched him spit out black blood with her own eyes, but she couldn't say a word. She was just a weak woman, and it was not easy to survive. It was impossible for Guan Da to be wronged, and it was impossible to find it. The cause of his death.

Because of this, Qing Huan found that the eyes of the villagers looking at him had changed a little. She doesn't like the fragrance that she is born with, which proves that she is different from ordinary people, and also draws a clear dividing line in her life. The people in the village were very kind to her from the beginning, thinking that she was a fairy going down to the earth, and it would bring prosperity to the village. But since the drought last year, and this year when her parents married Guan Da, Guan Da vomited blood to death on the wedding night, the attitude of the villagers has changed.

Several times she went to the town to buy cloth and needles. Several fellow villagers kept staring at her. The eyes were clear and familiar. She was born beautifully, but she was also clever. She knew what the widow's dead husband was like in the village. There is a widow named Luo in the same village. She shares the same legs as many men in the village. In their village, widows are synonymous with slut.

Therefore, for her own safety and for her own fame, Qinghuan has reduced the number of times she goes out, and all the things she needs to buy are given to the dad who often goes to the town to sell vegetables, but that’s it, it can’t stop those who always steal at her door. People watching.

There will always be daring people.

Sure enough, she heard footsteps soon after it was quiet. Although it was subtle, it was indeed someone. Qing Huan's face was cold, and when the other party opened the door latch with a knife and came in, he hit it down with a stick - mercilessly, using the greatest strength. The visitor fell to the ground with a muffled groan, silent. Qing Huan was not afraid. She lit the kerosene lamp and tore off the black cloth on the other's face, and realized that it was Lizheng's youngest son.

She had met in the village several times before, and every time she was not clean, she said some dirty words, and her eyes were not decent, so she avoided it when she saw it from a distance. She did not expect this person to act like this. , Actually touched her yard in the middle of the night.

Qing Huan was considering how to deal with it, when she suddenly heard the sound of someone turning over the wall, she was shocked, wondering if she could meet two hooligans one night? The next second the door of the house was opened, and a tall, strong man stood at the door and looked at her.

Qinghuan was the first to come back. She actually didn't know who the other party was, but the appearance of the other party was somewhat similar to her unfavorable husband, but it was more rugged and bold, plus she remembered that her husband still had a wandering outside. The younger brother of the dart master, immediately greeted: "Is it the second uncle?"

"...What's going on?" Of course Guan Er knew that this was the new sister-in-law, but he didn't expect that he would encounter this kind of thing when he went home suddenly. The door was locked from the inside and he had to jump over the wall to come in, and he saw this when he entered the door. ... Could it be that the sister-in-law steals someone?

But the sister-in-law under the lamp is indeed beautiful, the type that Guan Er likes. He looked at the man on the ground and then at Qing Huan. He heard Qing Huan explain: "This person has a bad intention. I knocked him out. How to deal with Zhengchou, the second uncle is just right now, so why don't you help me get him out."

Guan Er looked at her amusedly: "Why can I help you?"

With his mouth full of quagmire and tall and scary figure, Qing Huan tucked the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled beautifully, and made him feel happy, "I am the daughter-in-law of the Guan family anyway, and you won’t help me. , Is it possible to help others?"

Guan Er smiled and squeezed her chin: "It's the daughter-in-law of Guan's family, and I'm the Guan's family. Then you are not my daughter-in-law?"

Qing Huan waved his hand away without changing her face, and stared at him with her beautiful black and white eyes, "Help or not?"

"Naturally it helps, but I can't help in vain, so I have to charge some interest." After that, Guan Er kissed her joyously at a thunderous speed, which happened to kiss her soft red lips, and then smiled like a smile. It was a fishy cat looking at her frivolously and evilly, as if waiting for her to cry or get angry.

But Qing Huan just glanced at him coldly and wiped his mouth. "If you have enough trouble, go to work."

After Guan Er, the whole person drooped down, carrying the man lying on the ground on one leg and went out. After going out, I was still dissatisfied. I thought of such a beautiful little daughter-in-law. If my brother died, it would be Lao Tzu's. If you dare to covet anything, I have to teach you something.

He simply stripped the person naked and hung it to the big willow tree at the head of the village, and touched the family's scissors recently to scrap the other party's thing. When I left, I walked along with the boiled eggs in the other's pot. What he carried was arrogant and lawless. , At first glance, it means that wicked things have been done.

This was the case when he was in the village. He was a famous bad boy from Shili Baxiang. His fists were so hard that no one dared to provoke him. Those bullies who saw him ran away. Now that he has been running outside for many years, he is more powerful and barbaric. He came back this time because of the sudden death of his elder brother. He did not believe that his healthy elder brother would be killed by a young daughter-in-law. There must be something strange in it.

When I got home, I had already placed a large bowl of noodles on the table, with two poached eggs and green cabbage rolled in it, and chopsticks and pickled cucumbers were placed aside. Qinghuan sat at the table and saw him come back and stood up: "Let's eat something, and then you live in the east wing, I will clean up everything for you, and I will go to bed first."

After speaking, she turned around and left, Guan Er grabbed her, and in the next second Qing Huan had something chubby in her hand. She looked down and saw that it was a hard-boiled egg. Guan Er said nonchalantly: "I take it with you, you eat it."

Eggs are a precious commodity these days, and the family really picked it up and boiled such an egg in a pot.

Qing Huan gave a hum, not a bit touched. Guan Er saw such a girl for the first time, in the words of Zou Zou...what's the name...heh...he hasn't read a book, the words he recognizes are all taught by his brother, and the ink in his stomach is really good. Is limited. He has a violent and savage personality, and feels sleepy as soon as the book is opened.

He sat down and snorted and ate the noodles, half-eaten and patted his thigh, hey! I remembered!

Yan is as peach and plum, as cold as frost.

Isn't it?

But the more so, the more he liked it.

The village broke up the next morning. Lizheng’s son was stripped naked and hung on the tree, and was abandoned. Lizheng was furious. Lizheng’s wife was sitting on the ground wailing and screaming. Qinghuan listened in the house. I just smiled coldly and continued to do my own embroidery work. She is a very good female actress, so she can support herself without worrying about food and clothing and save some money by relying on it.

Guan Er didn't wake up until midday, and Qing Huan left the rice in the pot. He was not polite at all to serve it by himself. He also brought it to Qing Huan who was leaning on the threshold, and talked to her as he ate: " Sister-in-law is 17 this year, right?"

Qing Huan didn't even look at him, "Your brother sent you a letter, he said, I thought you could come back."

This is tactfully telling him not to waste his efforts, she knows everything. Guan Er didn't care at all, reached out and touched her tender little hand secretly, then secretly intoxicated, and said: "Sister-in-law, you smell so good, what kind of smell is it?" Then he leaned toward her.

Qing Huan poked him away with a needle, and said coldly, "Don't move your hands or feet."

"How can you say that? Yesterday you said you belonged to Guan's daughter-in-law." Guan Er said brazenly. "My brother is dead anyway. Instead of being a widow, I should be Lao Tzu's wife."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and once again sighed with emotion, what a fragrance! He slept in the east wing last night, maybe because she had touched the quilt, he seemed to sleep on her sweet breast all night, causing him to have nocturnal emission.

Now I feel that the corners and corners of the house are full of fragrance. At first, Guan Er thought it was some spices in the house, but how can the spices have such fragrance?

She is the best daughter Xiang, Guan Er feels that she is going to be addicted.

Qing Huan still flew the needle and traced the thread without even looking at Guan Er. "I have no interest in a man who is just Lao Tzu with open mouth and shut up."

"Humph." Guan Er immediately lost his smiling face, "I can't be as sassy as my brother in this life, I rely on my fist to make a living."

Qing Huan said, "You just live that day by yourself."

He was silent immediately, and felt that such a beauty was not suitable for being so rough. She should wear silk satin and eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas to live the days of servants. She really doesn't know enough about her family.

He just stopped talking. Qing Huan continued to embroider in the sun. Her hands were very beautiful. When embroidering, she danced up and down, and she was itching to see Guan Er's heart. She especially wanted to touch her and kissed her last night. The touch of the red lips has taught him endless aftertastes until now. So he squatted on the door frame to watch her embroidery, his black eyes were full of obsessiveness, and he didn't think he could see enough just by looking at it like this.

Qing Huan couldn't stand the hot sight. She stood up coldly, put the needle and thread back into the needle and thread plaque, Guan Erzheng looked at her intoxicated, and she frightened him together, staggered and fell straight back!

Qinghuan looked at him, still cold and indifferent, and didn't think it was funny. Her eyes were too calm and ruthless, which made Guan Er feel that he was embarrassed, and when he got up, he saw her entering the house.

He hurriedly followed, talked beside her, and touched her hand from time to time, making Qing Huan annoying.