Chapter 12 I want to disinfect Mw60 (jhssd)
"Bet! Brother, bet with her!"
When Wang Yanli heard that Qin Qing was going to destroy her own appearance, she jumped out immediately.
There are not many people in the whole province who earn ten thousand yuan. If this vixen gets her face disfigured, she will not be qualified to compete with her for Brother Zhiwei!
"I'm making a bet with you. Just three months! Yanli, just wait. I'll cut her face with a knife myself!"
"good!"
Qin Qing responded with a sneer.
Her previous life was not lived in vain. This time, she not only wanted to let her mother live a good life, but also wanted to avenge her previous shame!
"Aunt, you can keep the money. I wish Cousin Zhiqiang a happy and healthy life, a son and daughter, and a happy marriage! Mom, let's go!"
Qin Qing pulled Tang Min away.
She didn't look at Tang Tiansheng again.
Even though this uncle still cares about the brother-sister relationship, he is dominated by his wife, so it is useless even if he is a nice person.
Fang Zhiwei followed behind the two of them, with a faint smile on his lips.
Her speech was very interesting.
There is no such thing as a happy marriage for a hundred years, no such thing as having a son soon, and no such thing as reconciliation.
How could this be a blessing? It was more like a curse.
But the Tang family still didn't hear it.
Only Bai Jingru looked at Qin Qing's back with eyes as clear as water. How wonderful it would be if she could live freely like Qin Qing.
But her life could never be lived in the light.
"Alright, alright, sorry for making such a fool of myself. Come on, everyone, hurry back to the table, we're ready to eat!"
Wang Xueping tried to smooth things over and winked at the invited chef.
The chef immediately brought people to serve the dishes, including a large pork elbow, red meat, and a large plate of fish, all of which were meat dishes.
The aroma of meat wafted from far away, making everyone's mouths water.
Nowadays, people in the village can only eat meat a few times a year, let alone so much meat!
Food is the most important thing for people. No matter how unpleasant the situation was just now, everyone's attention was now diverted to the food. They all sat back at the table with shining eyes, rolled up their sleeves and started eating.
Qin Qing and Tang Min left the Tang family's house and could still smell the fragrance of the beautiful woman's flesh.
Cuckoo...
This time, both Qin Qing and Tang Min's stomachs growled.
Qin Qing hasn't eaten a single grain of rice since she woke up.
The two of them have now been kicked out of the Tang family again. They don’t even know where to stay tonight, let alone have a full stomach.
"Qing'er, we..."
Just as Tang Min opened her mouth, a tall figure stood in front of the mother and daughter.
"Let's go to my house."
Fang Zhiwei's voice is deep and powerful.
"Fang Zhiwei, you don't have to help me like this."
"I have to take care of the fish pond, and the house is empty. You help me take care of the house." Fang Zhiwei's eyes were very clear, without any impurities.
"My mother and I can spend the night in the dilapidated temple."
Qin Qing really didn't want to trouble Fang Zhiwei because she was afraid that he would misunderstand.
"good!"
Unexpectedly, Fang Zhiwei agreed immediately, but his next sentence made Qin Qing feel overwhelmed.
"Then I will stay outside the dilapidated temple and not disturb you."
"you……"
"Qing'er, why don't we just listen to Zhiwei and help him look after the house."
Tang Min thought that this was also a matter of helping each other.
"The ruined temple, my home, your choice."
Does she have a choice?!
Qin Qing rolled her eyes inwardly, "Alright! We'll just stay here for one night!"
"good."
Fang Zhiwei agreed readily.
When Qin Qing followed Fang Zhiwei to his house, she exclaimed with wide eyes.
"Fang Zhiwei, is your house...still necessary to guard?"
There are three mud houses in front of me, but the one on the left has collapsed for more than half, and the adobe wall is exposed.
The main room and the west room were relatively okay, except that the wooden door was tattered and could be blown away by the wind, and there was a broken lock hanging on it.
On the far right was a wooden shed that was severely tilted and served as a kitchen exposed to the wind on all sides.
The stove was made of earth, and there was a lot of firewood, piled up like a wall.
"I live alone, so I'm not particular."
Fang Zhiwei's face was slightly hot. He only planned to observe mourning for one year in Dagang Village and had never considered the issue of housing.
After unlocking the door, Fang Zhiwei welcomed Qin Qing and her daughter in.
As soon as she walked into the house, Qin Qing experienced what it meant to be penniless.
The main room had an eight-person table and a memorial tablet, while the inner room had a wooden bed that was about to fall apart.
"Fang Zhiwei, your family is really poor." Qin Qing sighed.
"It's a little simpler. If you want to stay in Dagang Village in the future, you can sell this house and I'll build a courtyard house for you to live in."
Fang Zhiwei said this seriously, and Qin Qing laughed out loud.
"Okay, okay, if you dare to repair it, I dare to live here."
Qin Qing didn't listen to Fang Zhiwei's words at all and answered very perfunctorily.
"Aunt Tang, please sit down for a while. I'll go get something to eat."
Fang Zhiwei stood up and walked towards the kitchen, and Tang Min hurried to follow.
"Xiao Fang, how can I let a man cook for me? Let me do it."
Tang Min has always been diligent, and she has always been responsible for the Qin family's three meals a day.
Seeing her mother follow her out, Qin Qing sighed. She couldn't just sit there and do nothing.
When Qin Qing arrived in front of the dilapidated wooden shed, she saw Tang Min and Fang Zhiwei staring at each other, with Tang Min holding a sack in her hand.
The sack contained only bran, only the last handful.
"Aunt Tang, I'm so sorry."
Fang Zhiwei was also a little embarrassed. As a rough man, he was used to living a rough life and didn't care much about food.
I really didn't know there was so little food at home.
"No, it's okay... I can eat it. I can eat it."
In the end, Tang Min used the remaining wheat bran to cook porridge, and the three of them were barely half full.
Tang Min was shocked and frightened that day and fell asleep shortly after dinner.
After Qin Qing carefully closed the door to the inner room, she found Fang Zhiwei and asked.
"Fang Zhiwei, do you have any alcohol at home?"
Fang Zhiwei looked at her with a puzzled look on his face.
"What do you want alcohol for?"
"I need to disinfect!"
Two minutes later, Fang Zhiwei looked at what Qin Qing was doing, his pupils shaking as he looked at her.
Is this woman... so cruel? !
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