Chapter 037: Can't we divorce?
Wen Yan wanted to go around to the official road in the west to wait for Meng Chifei.
Songshan Village is located in the south of the capital, and they have to take a long detour to reach the official road in the west.
It would take more than an hour. The official road was a long way from Songshan Village.
However, Wen Yan was not depressed because of the long time, but became even happier.
Her face was full of smiles and she was humming a tune.
Not only Old Bull Head, but even Pei'er couldn't help but look at Wen Yan curiously.
The old bull couldn't help but ask, "Mrs. Scholar, what are you so happy about?"
"I have a friend I haven't seen for a long time, and today I finally get to meet him."
"I see!" Old Bullhead laughed and pointed to the pots and pans in the car. "I thought you were planning to do business!"
Wen Yan was in a good mood today, so she chatted with him for a while longer.
The journey was not that difficult.
After nearly an hour and a half, Wen Yan finally arrived at the official road to the west of the city.
There are several tea stalls not far from the fork in the road.
Wen Yan picked the one with the least people and asked Lao Niutou to drive the car over.
There are three or four tables of customers in the tea stall.
Judging from their clothes and appearance, as well as the cattle and horses tied to the roadside, these people should be merchants.
Some people drank water to quench their thirst, while others bought buns, steamed buns and vegetable soup to fill their stomachs.
The tea stall owner hurried over to greet Wen Yan and the others.
"Boss, can I rent your stove to heat up some food later?" Wen Yan pointed to the things on the ox cart.
The tea stall owner was also a straightforward person. He immediately said, "You can use the stove as you like. Just pay for the firewood."
After the matter was settled, Wen Yan ordered a pot of tea and a plate of melon seeds as snacks, and then leisurely drank tea and cracked melon seeds to pass the time.
She seemed calm, but her eyes kept looking towards the left side of the official road.
After sitting for a while, the old man couldn't stay still any longer. "Mrs. Scholar, are we just going to sit here and do nothing?"
"Maybe we have to wait a little longer. Uncle Niu, please eat something first."
As soon as she finished speaking,
Then I heard the sound of hurried horse hooves coming from the end of the official road.
"It should be them!" Wen Yan stood up suddenly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
She could no longer stay there waiting, so she grabbed her skirt with one hand, ran to the side of the road, and waited eagerly.
The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, occasionally accompanied by shouts of "Stop".
After a while, a thin man was seen running out from the left side of the official road.
Wen Yan frowned. This way of appearance seemed a little wrong.
As she was thinking, she saw behind him a team of four people wearing armor and with swords and guns on their waists.
The leader was tall and slender, wearing a red robe, holding a red tasseled spear in his hand, and riding a tall, snow-white horse, chasing closely.
The thin man looked back and saw that the other party was less than ten meters away from him. He screamed in fright and ran even faster as if his feet were equipped with Hot Wheels.
The thin man ran straight towards the tea stall, his eyes fixed on Wen Yan, who was standing on the side of the road with a frail figure.
Now……
He must capture a hostage to have a chance of escape.
The reason why the thin man chose Wen Yan was simply because she was standing alone on the side of the road and was the closest to him.
"Ah..." Pedestrians screamed and dodged in fear of being affected.
"Stop!" the red-robed young general shouted.
Not only did the thin man not stop, he ran even faster.
Wen Yan took a deep breath and didn't hide or avoid.
To outsiders, she looked so frightened that she couldn't even move.
"Ah..." Passersby exclaimed, all worried for Wen Yan.
Some people reacted quickly and shouted at her: "Run!"
At this moment,
The thin man shook his wrist, and a dagger appeared in his hand, and he pounced towards Wen Yan.
"Looking for death!" The young general in red sneered and threw the long tasseled spear in his hand at the same time.
There was a muffled sound of 'puff'.
It was the sound of a spear piercing flesh.
I saw that the long spear was firmly stuck in the thin man's thigh.
"Ouch——" the thin man screamed and fell to the ground.
The young general in red supported the horse's back with one hand, spun around and jumped, landing next to Wen Yan.
He lifted up his robe and stepped on the thin man's back.
"Ah..." The man screamed, his face hit the ground, his mouth full of mud, and two streams of blood flowed out of his nose.
I knocked two teeth out on the stone.
The other three rushed over and held the thin man down.
The young general in red retracted his spear.
There was another 'puff' sound.
A hole the size of a quail egg was left on the thin man's thigh.
Blood was gushing out of the hole.
The other three soldiers tied a rope near the hole to stop the bleeding and prevent him from dying from excessive blood loss.
They quickly dragged the thin man away and tied him to a big tree on the side of the road.
The young man in red shook off the blood on his gun. His movements were clean and neat. His tall and slender figure, coupled with his extremely handsome appearance, attracted admiring glances from many female guests.
Wen Yan stared at the young man in red.
Her eyes were red and filled with tears in an instant.
The young man in red turned around and met her eyes filled with tears.
He was slightly stunned at first, then smiled cunningly and gently lifted Wen Yan's chin with the butt of his gun.
He said frivolously, "Oh, this young lady is so pretty. Are you trying to make me sympathize with her by looking so tearful?"
The young general in red was tall, about 1.8 meters tall, and Wen Yan only reached his chest.
Wen Yan tilted her chin to avoid the handle of his gun, and tilted her head back so that she could look him in the face and speak.
She glanced at him, her voice becoming more choked: "The young general is so handsome and heroic that I am completely captivated by him.
Unfortunately, I’m already married.”
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, such a delicate beauty, yet she is so careless and married at such a young age. But can't you get a divorce after getting married? You kicked him out and stay with me."
"I will marry you with Li, but as your legitimate wife?"
"Of course. I wouldn't mistreat anyone but a beautiful woman."
Old Bull Head was watching in amazement.
How can you molest a girl in broad daylight?
The scholar's wife is such a good person, she can't let a scoundrel ruin her reputation.
He was about to step forward and interrupt them.
Wen Yan turned around and said to Pei'er, "Pei'er, go borrow the stove from the stall owner and cook something first."
"Okay!" Pei'er responded crisply and asked Old Ox Head for help.
The old bull was in a panic and didn't know what to do.
As soon as Pei'er called, he followed.
Wen Yan looked at the young man in red. She opened and closed her mouth, but the words "long time no see" were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them.
Tears kept welling up in my eyes.
But she stubbornly didn't fall.
"Sister Chi Fei!" Wen Yan called out with a sob.
"Yanyan!" The young general in red called her and took her hand.
Looking at the young and energetic Meng Chifei in front of him, Wen Yan was a little stunned.
The memory of Meng Chifei still lingers on how haggard he looked when she and Li returned home to attend the funeral.
"I miss you so much!" The tears that she had held back with great difficulty burst out in an instant.
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