Rebirth in the 80s: Raising a Young and Handsome Foolish Husband

Lin Qingqing transmigrated to the 1980s, marrying a fool, with a destitute home, eating coarse food and vegetables, and encountering a bunch of horrible relatives. Oh heavens, can't I just rest...

Chapter 497 Don’t Depend on Me

Chapter 497 Don’t Depend on Me

The three brothers, the oldest was forty years old and the youngest was in his thirties. When they saw her, they were like hungry wolves seeing a lamb, with green light in their eyes.

That night, while the three brothers were holding a wedding banquet, she escaped from the ravine at the risk of being beaten to death and met a man at the train station.

The man was very caring towards her, and she thought she had met a good man. She became attached to him, and soon they got married.

The man's hometown was in an underdeveloped county town, and he brought her out to make a living after marriage.

Liang Ying thought that this was how her life would be, and she accepted her fate.

Who knew that after marriage the man's vicious nature would show up. He beat her three times a day. She couldn't stand it anymore and ran away several times, but was caught every time.

After more than two months of marriage, she ran away seven or eight times, but failed every time.

Until today...

After hearing what she said, Huangmao's mouth twitched a few times. What the hell is this bloody plot?

If it were written into a book, the title would be "The Fallen Daughter and the Men Around Her".

He held a toothpick in his mouth and said impatiently, "Eat quickly and leave after you finish eating. I have something else to do!"

Liang Ying finished a large bowl of rice and braised pork, wiped her mouth, and looked at Huang Mao with a pair of eyes: "I'm full."

Huangmao paid the bill, walked out of the restaurant, got on his motorcycle and was about to leave when Liang Ying grabbed the back rack of his motorcycle.

"What are you doing? No one's chasing you, and you've already eaten your fill. Why are you still holding on to me?"

Liang Ying's eyes were filled with tears. She lowered her eyes, bit her lip and said, "I have nowhere to go. For the sake of our fellow villagers, please take me in for a few days."

"I don't run an asylum, why should I take you in?"

"Please, I can't go back to that home. I don't even have a place to sleep at night." Liang Ying's tears fell, and she looked pitiful.

"It's none of my business. I just saved you on impulse. Don't blame me."

As Huangmao spoke, he kicked his foot and the motorcycle started to hum.

Liang Ying didn't know where she got the courage from, but she sat on him and hugged Huangmao's waist tightly.

Huang Mao's body suddenly stiffened. He hurriedly used his hands to pry Liang Ying's hands away: "Isn't this nonsense? I'm a bachelor and you're a married man. Where can I take you?"

Liang Ying just wouldn't let go, her head pressed against his back: "I don't care, I'll go wherever you go."

Huangmao felt that he was in trouble, and he softened his heart and got himself into big trouble.

But no matter what he said, Liang Ying just refused to come down. In the end, he had no choice but to take her to the rental house temporarily.

He put Liang Ying in the rental house, cigarette in his mouth, and said, "I'm telling you, I'm only letting you stay for one night. You have to find a place to stay tomorrow, otherwise I'll kick you out."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Liang Ying looked at the rental house that looked like a pigsty and started to clean it up.

When she was a rich lady, she had never done this kind of work, but the experience of these few months has turned her into a different person.

Her tender white hands became as rough as those of a village woman, and calluses grew on them.

But when she made the bed, she was shocked...

A bed, two pillows, both with traces of someone sleeping on them.

There are two toothbrushes and two towels.

There are also two pairs of slippers.

Could it be that Huangmao has a woman?

But the room looks so messy, it doesn't seem like that. If there was a woman in the room, the room wouldn't be as dirty as a pigsty.