Chapter 17
In her previous life, Wen Yue often altered her clothes.
Clothes that she bought and wore less than twice suddenly became outdated, but she couldn't bear to throw them away, so she would try to alter them herself, and the results were quite good.
But this is the first time I’ve made clothes from scratch.
But putting on a shirt isn't that difficult, she should be able to do it.
Wen Yue got up in the morning, washed, had breakfast, washed everything that needed to be washed, and took out the quilt to dry in the sun.
The guy who delivered something yesterday came again. Today he brought her a notebook, a pencil, and a measuring tape. Apparently Zhou Yao had written down the words she explained yesterday, and not only remembered them, but also supplemented them.
Wen Yue's mood suddenly improved a lot, and the smile on her face became even brighter. She said thank you to the young man.
The young man blushed and waved his hands: "No, you don't have to be so polite."
After sending the young man away, Wen Yue prepared lunch first, then took out a notebook and pencil to sketch out the shirt. After all, she studied art in her previous life, so she drew a rough outline of the shirt on the paper with just two or three strokes.
Fortunately, the shirt is a simple style. Otherwise, if she had to sew it by hand without a sewing machine, Wen Yue felt that she would not be able to hold on for long before giving up.
She hummed a tune softly.
Pick up the scissors and start cutting the fabric according to the diagram on the drawing.
Zhou Yao has been going to the city every day these days.
Sometimes Wen Yue would wait for him at night, and sometimes she would go back to her room to sleep when she felt sleepy. But she would always leave the light on in the kitchen and food for him.
Zhou Yao came back very late that day.
Pushing open the gate, the light in the kitchen was on, but Wen Yue's door was closed.
He sighed softly and walked into the kitchen. He saw that the pot was covered and there were still some sparks in the stove. He walked forward, lifted the lid and took a look.
There was a plate of hot fried rice inside, the golden rice grains were distinct and it looked delicious.
Zhou Yao turned around to wash his hands, took out the chopsticks from the chopstick holder, and picked up the fried rice to eat.
The rice was still warm, and the warmth seemed to surge into his heart all at once, making him feel warm all over.
He ate up all the fried rice on the plate, not leaving a single grain.
Then I washed the dishes with hot water from the pot and took a cold shower.
The weather has been getting hot recently and he doesn't like to wash with hot water.
Zhou Yao was thinking while taking a bath.
In two days, the batch of goods in Shanghai will be sold out, and then there will be no need to go to the city every day. I can discuss with Wen Yue and find an auspicious day to go to the town to get the marriage certificate.
Yes, Zhou Yao suddenly remembered that they hadn't even gotten their marriage certificate yet!
I always feel unsafe.
If Wen Yue suddenly ran away, where would he go to seek justice?
Zhou Yao came out of the cubicle with bare chest, a towel draped over his shoulders, and walked towards the kitchen door. He reached forward and rubbed it, intending to turn off the light and go into the house.
As my hand touched the switch, I suddenly heard the creaking sound of a door opening.
Wen Yue rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned, and walked out, squinting as she looked towards the kitchen.
Under the warm light, the honey-colored chest and abdominal muscles swayed in front of her eyes, and the faint mermaid line disappeared along the seams of the pants, tightly piercing the eyes. Broad shoulders and narrow waist, a perfect inverted triangle figure, full of wild power.
Wen Yue: ""
Wen Yue: “…”
Wen Yue: “!!!”
What is this
Late night benefits?
Wen Yue woke up immediately.
Zhou Yao subconsciously grabbed the towel draped over his shoulders and held it in front of him. As he moved, the muscles in his arms bulged and tensed.
He looked slightly embarrassed.
The roots of my ears were red, and my voice was a little hoarse: "I woke you up"
The looming feeling is even more seductive.
This kind of edge-of-the-eye feeling...
Wen Yue looked away with difficulty and coughed softly: "No, I want to go to the toilet."
Zhou Yao frowned: "Isn't there a urine bucket in the room?"
“…”
The gentle and charming thoughts disappeared instantly because of these words.
She sighed and said calmly, "I took the bucket to the toilet because I don't like it in the room."
Even if you just leave it in the room at night.
I always feel dirty and uncomfortable.
Zhou Yao: "Then bring your flashlight. There's no light over there. Be careful not to fall in."
Wen Yue: “…Please shut up.”
She no longer had the mood to admire the good figure. She turned back to the room, took out a flashlight, turned it on, and walked around the yard to the toilet.
There are no flush toilets in the countryside at this time, only dry toilets.
God knows how upset Wen Yue was when she went to the toilet for the first time. After she came back, she wanted to boil water to take a shower immediately, and then take off her clothes and shoes and wash them all a hundred times!
In the end, reason prevailed and she washed her hands several more times.
When Wen Yue came back, the kitchen light was off.
Zhou Yao was standing at the door in a white sweatshirt. When he saw her running back, his brows were furrowed. He warned her in a deep voice: "You're running so fast. If you fall, you'll cry."
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Wen Yue pretended not to hear what was said.
Zhou Yao glanced at her: "I'm getting ready to go to bed. I just wanted to tell you that I still have to go to the city tomorrow. After I finish my work, I'll be free the day after tomorrow."
Wen Yue blinked and said softly: "You are quite busy."
"Yeah." Zhou Yao responded with his hands on his chest. He waited for a few seconds but didn't hear the next sentence. He frowned again: "Aren't you curious about what I'm doing in the city?"
Wen Yue walked towards the room and gave him a perfunctory smile: "What does it have to do with me? Do you still want me to control you?"
After saying that, he went into the room and closed the door with a bang.
This sentence sounds familiar.
Zhou Yao pondered for a while, and suddenly remembered that this was his answer last time Wen Yue asked him.
He was silent, stunned for a moment, chuckled softly, touched his nose and closed the door.
This little girl holds a grudge, which is good.
Zhou Yao was not angry at all. Instead, he thought she was kind of cute. He turned off the lights and went to bed, and he couldn't help grinning when he thought of Wen Yue's reaction.
…
The next day was Saturday. Wen Yue hung up the sheets and went to find Li Nianqiu with a book.
She was wearing the light yellow dress Zhou Yao bought, and the beige belt outlined her slender waist. This color is very picky about skin color, it will make your skin look brighter on white people, but if it is black or yellow, it will make your skin look darker and yellower.
The skin is warm and fair, and it looks even whiter when worn under the sun.
When she arrived at the gate of the Li family's courtyard, she happened to see two sisters going out with a basket on their backs. She asked in confusion: "Where are you going?"
Li Nianqiu smiled and said, "There is no firewood at home. Let's go up the mountain to chop some firewood. If you need anything, go inside and wait for me."
"I'll go with you!" Wen Yue made a prompt decision.
She also wanted to go out for a walk, but she always felt uncomfortable being alone.
Zhou Yao has been busy running to the city every day these days.
Li Nianqiu looked at her and said, "There are too many weeds on the mountain. Don't go there. What if your clothes get snarled? This skirt is not cheap."
Wen Yue waved her hand nonchalantly: "It's okay, if it's damaged, just fix it."
Seeing that she insisted, Li Nianqiu stopped trying to persuade her.
The three of them walked along the path along the field all the way to the back mountain at the end of the village.
Hongshan Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides. The mountains are not particularly large. You can see small animals such as pheasants and rabbits, but there are no large beasts like wild boars. Apart from having to pay attention to snakes, insects, rats and ants, it is relatively safe.
Li Nianqiu was clearing the way ahead, swinging an axe in his hand, pushing aside the weeds on both sides of the path. From time to time, he turned his head to pay attention to Wen Yue behind him, reminding her to be careful of the road she was walking on.
After walking for a while, they entered the woods. One of the sisters picked up the dead branches and wood on the ground, while the other wielded an axe with great vigor, chopping off the branches of the trees neatly.
The forest was green, and the dense leaves above blocked most of the sunlight, leaving only a few scattered rays of sunlight falling through the leaves. There were also some colorful flowers that I couldn't name in the grass, and the scenery was particularly beautiful.
If Wen Yue had a drawing board and a paintbrush, she would have really wanted to draw this scene.
She admired the scenery for a while, feeling uplifted and relaxed.
Then he turned around and helped Li Xiangdong pick up the broken branches on the ground.
The two sisters worked very quickly, and Wen Yue was like a piece of trash in comparison.
After picking for a long time, she still couldn't pick as much as Li Xiangdong could in just two or three attempts.
Even so, the little girl still smiled happily and said crisply: "Thank you, Sister Wen Yue, with your help, I was able to pick up the groceries much faster today than before."
Wen Yue was embarrassed: "I didn't help much..."
Li Xiangdong retorted: "A lot!"
"It's almost done, let's go back." Li Nianqiu had almost finished chopping the branches. He took out a rope from his backpack, tied up the branches on the ground and placed them horizontally at the mouth of the basket.
Wen Yue took a look and was shocked.
Such a big bundle of branches looks bigger than Li Nianqiu's body!
But her expression seemed unusually relaxed, as if the thing behind her didn't exist.
Wen Yue: “…”
I have to say that rural women in this era are really amazing.
She sighed slightly and looked at the firewood Li Xiangdong was carrying on his back. She was very self-aware and did not ask her to carry it. Instead, she walked behind him and offered her a hand to help hold two handfuls of firewood.
It was the only thing she could do.
The three of them went home.
But on the way, he met Li Huahong who was carrying a basket on her back.
Li Nianqiu paused and reminded Wen Yue in a low voice: "Your aunt is in front."
Wen Yue poked her head out from behind the firewood, then retracted it: "Ignore her and pretend you didn't see her."
She doesn't want to say hello.
Li Nianqiu nodded and continued walking forward.
Li Huahong also saw Wen Yue falling behind.
Her face instantly stretched long, and her already harsh expression became even more ferocious. She spat to the side and said loudly something unlucky.
Wen Yue pretended not to hear and turned her face away.
Li Huahong saw this and became even angrier: "You little girl is becoming more and more uneducated. You didn't even call for help when you saw your aunt. I think you've really grown cocky, haven't you?"
When she saw Wen Yue, she thought of the thousand dollars and the land that had flown away. She was so angry that she cursed like crazy.
The star of death! The god of plague! The money-loser!
Wen Yue still ignored it.
Zhou Yao is not here right now, so she doesn't want to conflict with Li Huahong, otherwise she will definitely be the one who suffers!
However, just because she doesn't want trouble doesn't mean trouble won't find her.
Seeing Wen Yue ignoring her, Li Huahong felt the fire in her heart grow more and more intense.
At the moment of passing by the three people, Li Huahong used her sturdy body to slam into Wen Yue. She felt so refreshed when she heard her scream and then rolled down the small slope beside her.
He left a sentence: "You are so old but you can't even walk."
He walked away with great pride.
Sisters Li Nianqiu and Li Xiangdong did not expect that Li Huahong would suddenly bump into someone. They were stunned for two full seconds before they quickly put down the baskets behind them to pull the person away.
Fortunately, the slope of the small slope next to it is not very high.
Li Nianqiu looked over anxiously: "Wen Yue! Are you okay?"
Wen Yue was completely stunned. She lowered her eyes and saw that her skirt was torn by the branches, and her body also had scratches, but not many, only a slight stinging sensation.
"I'm fine." Wen Yue replied.
She thought she was lucky because she only had a few small cuts on her body.
As a result, when I was about to stand up, I felt a sharp pain in my ankle.
The pain was so piercing that I broke out in cold sweat.
"Is your leg hurt?" Li Nianqiu put down the backpack and walked down the slope carefully. He frowned and pulled away Wen Yue's hand covering her ankle to take a look. "It should be sprained. Can you still walk?"
Wen Yue tried to take a step, tears falling: "It hurts."
"I'll carry you." Li Nianqiu immediately squatted down.
Wen Yue had tears in her eyes and her voice was soft. She hesitated for two seconds and said, "It will be difficult to get up there with me on your back."
Li Nianqiu said in an unquestionable tone: "Come up."
Wen Yue lay on it obediently.
Li Nianqiu easily carried her on his back and carefully walked up the tree trunk.
"Xiangdong, you stay here and watch. I'll send Wen Yue back first." Li Nianqiu instructed Li Xiangdong after he went upstairs.
The little girl nodded, looked at Wen Yue worriedly, and said nothing more sensibly: "I will watch over her. Sister, please send Sister Wen Yue back home."
Li Nianqiu nodded, and walked steadily towards Zhou's courtyard with Wen Yue on his back.
Back in the yard, Li Nianqiu took the key from Wen Yue, opened the door, put her on a stool, stood up and asked: "Do you have any medicinal wine at home?"
Wen Yue raised her feet and took a look, then shook her head and took a breath and replied: "I don't know."
Li Nianqiu frowned: "My family has run out of medicinal wine. I'll go ask other people."
"No need." Wen Yue stopped Li Nianqiu, "Your feet aren't swollen, and you'll probably be fine after a rest. Don't bother. Xiangdong is still waiting for you on the mountain, go and do your thing first."
Li Nianqiu pursed his lips: "It's really nothing."
Wen Yue forced a smile: "Yeah! It's okay!"
"Okay, I'll come over after I'm done." Li Nianqiu responded. She did have a lot to do. "Your feet can't get off the ground for the time being. I'll bring lunch over later."
Wen Yue waved her hands repeatedly: "I'm not cooking with my hands, it's okay, don't worry, I'm not that delicate, a little injury is nothing."
Li Nianqiu thought about it and agreed.
It's really no big deal for farmers to get hurt, they just need to rest for a while.
Last time she cut a big gash on her leg while chopping wood, and when she came back she just applied some herbal medicine, bandaged it simply and continued to work.
They don't have the right to be coquettish.
"Okay, I'll come see you when I'm done with my work." Li Nianqiu said as he walked out, "You should have a good rest now."
Wen Yue nodded and said yes, watching Li Nianqiu walk out of the yard.
When the other person disappeared from her sight, Wen Yue jumped on one foot and closed the door. She could no longer hold back her tears, which fell from her eyes in large drops.
She wants to go home.
I miss my dearest friends, my cell phone, my computer and my air conditioner.
I miss normal, non-confrontational neighbors.
I miss the house with three bedrooms, one living room and two bathrooms.
She just saved someone, she didn't do anything wrong.
Why was I thrown here?
Oooooooooooooooooo.
Wuuuuuu.
…
…
"Be careful on the road, see you tomorrow."
Ren Yeliang and Fang Shitao waved to Zhou Yao.
The three of them separated, and Zhou Yao set out on the journey home alone.
Today the moon was hidden in the clouds and it was pitch black in front of us.
The beam of light in Zhou Yao's hand was the only source of light in the world. He walked quickly, wondering what kind of midnight snack was left for him tonight, with a little smile on his face.
When Zhou Yao reached the ridge of the field outside the Zhou family's courtyard and looked forward, the smile on his face froze immediately, and some doubts emerged in his eyes.
What's going on?
The lights in the room are dim today, but why is there no light in the kitchen?
He frowned, walked faster, pushed open the gate and looked up at the steps on the roof.
No one, are you asleep?
Zhou Yao didn't believe it and went into the kitchen to turn on the light and take a look. Whether it was the cutting board, the cupboard or the pot, everything was empty. There was nothing there.
Okay, I really don’t have anything to eat.
Zhou Yao was not very happy. He walked to the door and glanced at Wen Yue's room, only to find that the door was not locked and left a gap.
He was stunned for a moment, wondering if something had happened. He took a big step forward, his steps seemed a bit anxious, but he pushed the door slowly.
The room was pitch dark.
Zhou Yao didn't go in, but stood at the door and looked inside.
There was a small bulge in the mosquito net when it was lowered.
Really fell asleep
Zhou Yao was about to close the door when he suddenly heard a burst of very quiet sobbing.
He paused and tentatively called out: "Wen Yue"
No one answered, but the sobbing became louder and louder.
Click.
Zhou Yao turned on the light, and the warm orange light instantly dispelled the darkness in the room. He squinted his eyes and strode to the bedside to take a look inside.
The little girl was curled up on her side in bed with the quilt draped around her waist.
The tip of her nose was red, her eyes were also red, and her long, thick eyelashes were stained with crystal tears. She was not sleeping soundly, her eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her thin and delicate body was shaking with sobs.
She was wearing loose old clothes brought from the Wen family. Her exposed skin looked white, smooth and delicate under the light.
This also makes the red marks on the arms very glaring.
The moment Zhou Yao's eyes touched the wound, his brows wrinkled.
"Wen Yue," he called in a deep voice, pulling open the mosquito net, "Wen Yue, wake up."
“Hmm.”
The person on the bed let out a soft moan and her eyelashes trembled violently. Fei Jin'er opened her eyes and looked over with her beautiful eyes, which were sparkling and full of moisture.
"Zhou Yao," she said in a soft and vague voice, with some sleepiness in her eyes.
Zhou Yao subconsciously lowered his voice, hummed, and asked: "What's wrong with your hand?"
What hand?
Wen Yue was still a little dazed. She had been crying for the whole day and finally fell asleep.
When I was woken up, my head and eyes felt uncomfortable and my whole body ached.
She looked down at her arm, and when she touched the scar, all her memories came back. She blinked her moist eyes, and tears fell down again.
Wen Yue cried, "Zhou Yao, my feet hurt so much."
"My feet hurt," Zhou Yao was a little puzzled.
The injury is not to the hand, what does it have to do with the foot?
His eyes moved down and fell on the pair of white little feet put together.
Wen Yue's feet were also very beautiful, not as big as his palms, and her toes were white and her nails were pink.
Zhou Yao's eyes flickered twice, finally stopping on her ankle.
There's a swelling there.
Zhou Yao frowned: "What's going on?"
Wen Yue sat up and briefly recounted the whole story with tears in her eyes. She cried so sadly that she was still hiccuping.
"Let me see." Zhou Yao's lips were pursed into a straight line, and his expression could not be seen against the light. He leaned forward and reached out to hold her injured ankle. "Bear with it."
Wen Yue sobbed and groaned, very confused.
The next second, she cried out in pain, and the tears that were about to stop fell again: "It hurts, it hurts so much, please let me go..."
Wen Yue struggled to pull her foot back, but she was no match for Zhou Yao in strength, and was easily pushed back.
"Fortunately, no bones were injured."
Zhou Yao let go of his hand after he finished speaking, and Wen Yue wrapped herself in the quilt and crawled to the foot of the bed, looking at him warily with red eyes.
Like a frightened little rabbit.
Zhou Yao was amused by her behavior and smiled, but he quickly restrained himself, feeling inexplicably sad in his heart.
"I'll rub you with some medicinal wine."
Zhou Yao took a deep breath, turned to the next room, and came back with a bottle of medicinal wine.
He poured out the medicinal wine from the bottle and rubbed it in his palm to make it warm. Then he walked to the bed and tilted his head to signal Wen Yue to come over.
Wen Yue shook her head violently: "It hurts, I don't want to wipe it off."
"It will heal faster if you wipe it. Do you want to feel the pain for a while or for a few more days?" Zhou Yao raised his eyebrows and urged: "Be good and listen to me. Come here."
The low, hoarse voice had a hint of doting.
Wen Yue's ears felt a little numb and the temperature at the base of her ears rose.
She pouted hesitantly and aggrievedly, holding on to the bed with both hands and moving a little further out: "Then, then be gentle, it really hurts."
Zhou Yao nodded softly: "Okay, I'll be gentler."
He sat sideways on the edge of the bed, gently holding Wen Yue's ankle with one hand, and kneading her red and swollen area with the other hand.
A stinging pain immediately came from the swollen area. Wen Yue's eyes, which were also swollen from crying, began to shed tears again. She reached out to push Zhou Yao's arm: "It hurts, it hurts so much."
Zhou Yao's arms were so stiff that she couldn't push them at all.
"Bear with it." Zhou Yao remained unmoved and even increased the strength in his hands.
Wen Yue cried so much that her head started to hurt due to lack of oxygen. Her face was red and covered with tear marks, and she looked very pitiful.
Zhou Yao sighed: "Did you have dinner tonight?"
"No." Wen Yue sobbed. She had been crying all day and had no mood to cook.
Zhou Yao stood up and said: "Are you hungry? I'll cook some noodles for you."
If I hadn't asked, I wouldn't have felt anything, but as soon as I asked, my stomach started to growl.
She was a little embarrassed: "Hungry."
"Okay, wait."
Zhou Yao turned and left the room. He returned within a minute and handed a wet towel to Wen Yue: "Wipe your face."
Wen Yue took it and said, "Thank you."
She spoke with a nasal voice, softer than usual.
Zhou Yao didn't say anything. After she finished wiping her face, he went out with a towel, wet it with cold water, squeezed it dry, and brought it back for her to put on her eyes to relieve the soreness.
Wen Yue was somewhat touched.
Zhou Yao is quite careful.
She just couldn't control her emotions today.
The helplessness and grievance of traveling to a strange world were stimulated and burst out all at once. I felt much better after crying, but I was a little embarrassed.
She cried like this, and I don't even need to look in the mirror to know that she must look ugly now...
Wen Yue moved to the edge of the bed, closed her eyes, and placed a towel soaked in cold water over her eyes to relieve the soreness and stinging.
The room was filled with the strong smell of medicinal wine, which was a bit pungent, but not unpleasant. Wen Yue's senses fell into darkness and she couldn't control her thoughts. She thought about not going out as much as possible in the future, and wondered how to let Zhou Yao help her vent her anger.
When Zhou Yao came back with the cooked noodles, Wen Yue forgot about the complaint again. She wanted to put on her shoes and sit at the table, but was stopped.
Zhou Yao held the noodles in one hand and dragged the stool to the bedside with the other hand. He sat down with his big horse and golden sword, and stirred the steaming noodles in the bowl with chopsticks: "I'll feed you."
"Ah" Wen Yue was stunned and whispered: "My hands are fine, I can eat it myself."
Zhou Yao glanced at her, his dark and deep eyes were very eye-catching: "The bowl is very hot. Try not to go out for the next two days and have a good rest."
The warm and moist eyes blinked: "Oh."
She didn't insist.
It was Zhou Yao’s first time feeding someone, so his movements were a little unfamiliar and the veins on the back of his hand holding the chopsticks were clearly visible.
It was also the first time that Wen Yue was fed by a man. She stared at Zhou Yao with her sparkling eyes for a few seconds.
She eats very slowly.
Her red lips sucked a few noodles and it seemed like there was no more room for them. She pursed her lips and began to chew slowly, her bulging cheeks moving.
When slurping the noodles, you can vaguely see the red and moist tip of your tongue gently sweeping across the chopsticks.
Zhou Yao suddenly felt dry in the mouth, his muscles tensed up, and he tightened his grip on the chopsticks slightly.
"I'm full." Wen Yue couldn't eat any more after eating a small bowl.
Zhou Yao looked at the half-eaten noodles left in the bowl and frowned: "Eat some more."
Wen Yue's face wrinkled: "I really can't eat anymore."
Zhou Yao clicked his tongue and finished the remaining noodles in two or three bites with the pair of chopsticks.
Wen Yue's eyes widened.
Those chopsticks are the ones she used!
Does this count as... an indirect kiss?
Zhou Yao didn't think too much about it. After finishing his meal, he stood up and told her: "Have a good rest. I will wash your clothes tomorrow. I will ask Grandma Fang to bring you lunch and dinner. Don't go into the kitchen."
Wen Yue agreed obediently: "Then you have to wash it thoroughly, rub it twice with soap, and wash it three times with clean water..."
Zhou Yao felt a little overwhelmed, but he agreed reluctantly.
"Go to bed early."
"You too, goodnight."
Zhou Yao turned off the lights and closed the door. The moment he stood under the eaves, his expression became gloomy and cold.
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The only elementary school teacher dormitory in the county.
Wen Hua smiled and greeted the teacher colleagues she met on the way and walked out.
The sky was just beginning to brighten, and the gray sky made the streets dimly lit.
There are two breakfast shops outside the school, but Wen Hua feels that the food in these two breakfast shops is not as good as the one on the other street.
Moreover, the school recently had a new young and beautiful female teacher. It was said that she had a good family background. Her father worked in the municipal government, her mother worked in a newspaper, and she was the only daughter in the family.
Most importantly, the female teacher also likes the breakfast at the restaurant on the other street.
Wen Hua thought about buying two and sending them over.
He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice what was happening around him. When he turned a corner, two men suddenly rushed out from a dark alley next to him, put the sacks in their hands accurately over his head, and dragged him into the alley.
They were moving very fast, and since it was early in the morning, there were not many people on the street, so naturally no one saw this scene.
Wen Hua didn't react for a moment.
When he came to his senses and wanted to call for help, he was punched in the stomach. His cry for help turned into a cry of pain, and he collapsed to the ground groaning.
My vision was blocked by the sack and it was completely dark.
The feeling of panic was magnified.
Wen Hua held her belly and trembled as she asked: "You, who are you? I didn't provoke you, did I? Did you find the wrong person..."
"I'm looking for you, Wen Hua." The man's voice was deep and powerful, and sounded familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before.
After the man said this, Wen Hua was kicked hard twice.
He cried out, trembling, "You, what do you want to do? If I have offended you in any way, I am here to tell you that it is my fault no matter how wrong I am. You, you should talk it over nicely. Don't, don't be impulsive."
Zhou Yao gave a sarcastic smile, staring down at the paralyzed figure on the ground, squatted down, raised his hand and casually patted Wen Hua's head covered with a sack: "Go back and tell your mother that this is just a small warning. If it happens again, let her decide for herself."
Wen Hua was dumbfounded: "What does my mother have to do with my mother?"
He is not a fool, he will understand after thinking about it for a while.
It turns out that his mother was the one who got into this mess.
Then go find his mother, what are you looking for him for!!!
Wen Hua was a little upset.
What was even more devastating was that after the man said this, he was greeted with continuous punches, but they didn't hit his face, but his body, hitting him wherever it hurt.
The most hit part is the legs.
Wen Hua was still begging for mercy at first, but later on all he could do was moan.
He didn't know when the punches stopped. By the time he reacted and tried to lift the sack on his head, there was no one around.
Wen Hua stood up with a grin, limped out of the alley, and went back to school to take a sick leave.
He wants to go back and ask his mother what she did!!!
How can you cheat your son like this?
"Brother, will it be okay if we beat Wen Hua like this?" Ren Yeliang looked at Zhou Yao who had a sullen face beside him and asked worriedly, and recalled his brother's cold and gloomy look when they met this morning.
The last time he saw Zhou Yao with this expression was when Grandma Zhou was sent to the hospital by the second and third uncles of the Zhou family.
Ren Yeliang remembered that his brother sent Grandma Zhou to the hospital, and then returned to the village and beat Zhou's second and third uncles so badly that they were unable to get out of bed for half a month.
Who is the blind person this time? It can't be my sister-in-law.
Ren Yeliang asked a few questions tentatively before he found out.
Good guy, it turns out that my sister-in-law was bullied.
No wonder, he hadn't seen his brother so angry in a long time.
Zhou Yao said calmly: "No."
"If my brother says it's okay, then it must be okay." Fang Shitao was particularly convinced by Zhou Yao, and said angrily: "The old hag from the Wen family is so abominable. How could she treat my sister-in-law like this? Fortunately, the slope of the mountain behind us is not high. If it were higher..."
Ren Yeliang covered Fang Shitao's mouth with his hand: "Bah, bah, what are you talking about? Our sister-in-law is blessed with a good life, nothing will happen to her."
Hey, you fool Fang, if you keep talking, my brother will come back and beat Wen Hua again.
In fact, you don't have to talk if you can't.
Fang Shitao also reacted, and explained awkwardly: "Brother, I didn't mean to curse my sister-in-law."
Zhou Yao hummed: "I know, you are just a simple-minded person."
Fang Shitao smiled innocently: "But will it be any use if we beat Wen Hua?"
Ren Yeliang: "Of course it worked. You don't know how much Li Huahong cares about her promising son. It's a pity that we have to go to the city, otherwise I really want to see how Wen Hua cries and goes back to his mother, hahaha."
Fang Shitao couldn't help laughing when he heard what Ren Yeliang said.
Zhou Yao had a cold face, his expression did not change at all, and said in a cold voice: "Don't waste time, go earlier and come back earlier."
Ren Yeliang and Fang Shitao immediately shut up and followed closely behind.
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When Wen Yue woke up, it was already bright outside the window.
She noticed that something was wrong with her eyes, reached out and touched them, and sighed.
It's a little swollen indeed.
I cried for too long yesterday and I was still crying at night. Even though I put a cold towel on myself afterwards, it didn’t help. Fortunately, I don’t have to go out and see anyone.
Wen Yue looked at her ankle, which was still red and swollen, and seemed to be more serious than yesterday. It still hurt a little, but not as much as yesterday.
She stood up, put on her shoes, held on to a stool and hopped to the table on one foot. She saw two boiled eggs and a note on the table.
On the note was a line of words written in pencil: I cooked two eggs for you, eat them up. If your aunt comes to visit, stay in the house and don't go out. Come back and tell me, and I'll take care of it.
Zhou Yao's handwriting is very beautiful, with flying dragons and dancing phoenixes.
Wen Yue sighed at first, then became a little nervous.
What? My aunt-in-law is coming to cause trouble again. Is she going to beat her up?
She put the note away, looked out the window cautiously, and when she saw that there was no one in the yard, she opened the door, held onto the wall, and jumped to the kitchen on one foot.
The washed clothes were hung on the clothesline in the yard and were almost dry by now.
After washing up, Wen Yue jumped over to check. Every piece of clothing smelled of soap. Zhou Yao had indeed carried out what she said last night.
Not bad, she nodded with satisfaction.
After eating the boiled eggs, Wen Yue continued working on the half-finished clothes. After thinking for a while, she moved a stool out of the house and sat at the door, glancing outside the yard from time to time.
Time passed quickly and it was noon in the blink of an eye.
Wen Yue felt a little tired, so he put down his clothes, stood up and stretched his muscles. He then discovered two figures, one old and one young, outside the yard.
The grandmother with cloudy eyes but kind face came out of the yard with the little girl and shouted: "Xiaoyao, your wife is not at home. I am Granny Shitao, I am here to bring you food."
Wen Yue quickly jumped to open the door and said softly, "Grandma Fang, come in quickly."
"Hey!" Grandma Fang responded with a smile, and walked into the yard with the little girl beside her. Her cloudy eyes looked at Wen Yue and she gently praised: "You must be Xiaoyao's wife, right? Oh, your face is so pretty, but you are too thin. Why are you so thin?"
After traveling through time for so long, this was the first kind and amiable elder Wen Yue had met. She was somewhat flattered after being praised, and her beautiful, moist eyes immediately curved into a crescent shape.
"I don't know what you like to eat, so I just cooked two dishes. They are definitely not as delicious as yours. The braised pork you asked Xiaoyao to bring last time tasted really good. It's a blessing for Xiaoyao to marry you." Grandma Fang also smiled, looking a little more kind.
Wen Yueyan smiled and said, "If you like it, I'll make it for you next time."
"That won't work. Meat is so expensive." Grandma Fang waved her hands and followed Wen Yue into the house. She put the bamboo basket she was using to hold food on the table and said, "Come and eat. The food won't taste good if it gets cold."
Looking at the food on the table, Wen Yue smiled and replied: "Have you eaten?"
Grandma Fang: “I’ve already eaten.”
Wen Yue looked at the little girl who had been silent all this time and asked softly: "Little sister, what's your name?"
The little girl hid behind Grandma Fang and poked her head out to look at her timidly.
Grandma Fang touched her head and said, "Sister is talking to you."
The little girl whispered: "My name is Fang Lulu."
"Fang Lulu is such a nice name." Wen Yue complimented her with a smile, "She's also very cute. Wait for me."
She hopped on one foot to the next room, opened the cupboard, took out the candies and walnut cookies, and hopped back to put them in front of the little girl: "Lulu, have some candy."
Grandma Fang quickly declined: "Oh, take it back quickly."
Wen Yue smiled harmlessly: "It's okay, I don't really like to eat these, it would be a waste to keep them at home untouched."
Grandma Fang refused several times but failed, so she had to let her granddaughter accept it, and said sincerely: "Oh, you two are very kind and nice people, come and eat."
"Okay." Wen Yue sat down, picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly, then smiled and said: "It's delicious, it tastes like home."
Grandma Fang smiled happily.
She sat down next to him, her eyes falling on the half-finished shirt next to her: "Making clothes, it must be for Xiaoyao."
Wen Yue nodded: "Yes."
"Xiaoyao is really capable. He married a good wife." The elderly tend to be long-winded, and since Wen Yue had been listening patiently and in a good mood, Grandma Fang talked even more, chattering on and on: "Xiaoyao is a good child. She is the only one in the village who doesn't mind Shi Tao and is willing to take him with her. Even though he doesn't say nice things, he has a kind heart. When I was sick two years ago, it was Xiaoyao who paid for the medicine..."
Wen Yue ate while listening to Grandma Fang talking about topics related to Zhou Yao.
She ate slowly and listened carefully. She seemed to understand Zhou Yao a little better. The image of him applying medicine on her with a stern face appeared in her mind involuntarily.
"Yes, he is indeed a very nice person." Wen Yue agreed.
After chatting for a while and waiting for Wen Yue to finish her meal, Grandma Fang cleaned up the dishes and went home with her granddaughter.
Feeling a little sleepy after dinner, Wen Yue closed the door and went to bed for a nap.
On the other side, Wen Hua took a tricycle back to the village.
It was lunchtime, and everyone was carrying their hoes and heading home. They were all a little surprised to see Wen Hua. He was a famous person in the village, a teacher at a primary school in the county seat, and everyone envied him.
"Xiaohua, how come you have time to come back?"
"Hey, isn't this Huazi? Come back to see your parents."
"We haven't seen each other for almost a month. Come to my house for dinner when you have time, Huazi!"
“…”
The villagers are very enthusiastic.
Wen Hua nodded perfunctorily with a smile and tried to slow down his pace, but the muscles on his face still twitched slightly in pain.
Soon, he returned to the Wen family surrounded by people.
As soon as Wen Hua reached the door of his house, he heard his mother's familiar loud voice, cursing at everything under the sun. The sharp sound made his eardrums uncomfortable.
Annoyance flashed across his eyes. He took a deep breath and opened the door. "Mom, who has offended you again? I can hear your voice from far away."
"Hua Zi!" Li Huahong stopped cursing, put down the broom in her hand, and walked towards him with a bright smile: "Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming back, so that I could prepare your favorite dishes. Hey, I'm going to kill an old hen and make soup for you to drink, so that you can replenish your body. You look so thin!"
Wen Hua closed the gate and said, "No hurry. I came back to talk to you about something."
Li Huahong asked in confusion: "What's going on?"
He was about to speak when the gate that had just been closed opened again.
Wen Guoqiang came into the house carrying farm tools and saw Wen Hua standing in the middle of the yard. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and asked, "When did Xiaohua come back?"
"Dad!" Wen Hua's expression became more genuine when he saw Wen Guoqiang. He could no longer hold back his irritation and complained, "I was put in a sack and beaten this morning!"
"What the hell, who is this heartless thing? Huazi, are you okay? Come on, let me see if you're hurt." Li Huahong's eyes widened, and she quickly rushed to Wen Hua's side, looking him up and down, cursing, "Whoever hit you, I'll dig up his entire 18th generation and curse him!"
"Mom, what are you talking about? I got beaten because of you!" Wen Hua pushed Li Huahong away and became angrier the more he thought about it. He asked her, "Have you gotten into any trouble recently?"
Li Huahong was confused by the question: "What kind of trouble can I cause? I just work at home every day and never go to the county town."
Wen Hua frowned: "Think about it carefully."
"When that man hit me, he asked me to tell you that this was just a small warning. If it happens again, you can decide for yourself! Mom! Don't make trouble for me. This time it's just a superficial wound. If it happens next time..."
Li Huahong was really confused.
She thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out who she had offended.
She works all day long, so why would she get into trouble?
etc!
Li Huahong suddenly thought of the incident of pushing Wen Yue down the slope yesterday, and the expression on her face changed, from guilty to righteous and then to angry.
Wen Guoqiang and his son saw it clearly.
Wen Guoqiang's smiling face fell instantly. He put down his hoe, washed his hands, and said in a calm tone: "Let's talk inside!"
The three of them entered the main room.
Wen Xiaoyu, who had been staying in the room, also came out after hearing the noise. She looked at Wen Hua with a smile on her face, a hint of schadenfreude in her eyes: "Brother, you're back!"
Wen Hua glanced at her and responded without any expression.
The relationship between the Wen brothers and sisters is not good.
The door to the main room was closed, and Li Huahong simply recounted what happened yesterday under the gaze of the three people. She spoke loudly, and did not think she had done anything wrong.
However, Wen Guoqiang's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Li Huahong! Can you use your pig brain to think about the consequences before you do anything? Didn't I tell you to pretend you didn't know Wen Yue and not to cause trouble for her? Did you turn a deaf ear to what I said?"
Wen Guoqiang rarely gets so angry. He slammed the table in front of him while yelling, glaring at Li Huahong: "Don't you know what kind of person Zhou Yao is? He warned you last time he came, and you still go to Wen Yue to make trouble!"
"Yes, you feel better after letting out your anger, but have you ever thought about what Zhou Yao would do if he knew? I told you to listen to me, but you didn't. Now you are happy that Xiao Hua is getting beaten."
Wenhua: “”
"Wait a minute, what's going on between Wen Yue and Zhou Yao?" Wen Hua didn't know the whole story and was a little confused.
Wen Guoqiang held his breath and briefly said it again.
Wen Hua finally understood.
Although he felt sorry for the 1,000 yuan, he felt even more sorry for himself who had been beaten for nothing. He sighed and said to Li Huahong: "Mom, it's only 1,000 yuan. I will definitely earn it back for you in the future. Please don't mess with Zhou Yao anymore!"
Li Huahong felt wronged and unhappy: "Why are you blaming me? Zhou Yao beat people in broad daylight, couldn't we call the police and have him arrested?"
Wen Hua laughed at Li Huahong's naivety: "Mom, the prerequisite for arresting someone is that you have to have evidence. When they beat me, they deliberately chose an alley with no one around and put a sack over my head. What evidence do I have to prove that they beat me?"
Li Huahong was speechless and felt somewhat regretful in her heart.
"Mom, if you want to live a good life, you should be honest and don't mess with Wen Yue, so as not to implicate me." Wen Hua said this in a low voice, "There is a new teacher in our school. I heard that her father works in the city government and her mother is a newspaper editor."
"She is the only child in the family and she is still single. If I hadn't been put in a sack today, I might have had a relationship with her. If you can't help me, at least don't hold me back."
Wen Hua complained.
Wen Guoqiang was shocked: "Really"
Wen Hua nodded: "Of course it's true! I heard it from the principal myself!"
Wen Guoqiang took a deep breath and glared at Li Huahong: "Did you hear me? I told you to be quiet but you didn't listen. If you ruin Xiaohua's future, I will divorce you, a stupid bitch!"
Li Huahong's harsh face showed an aggrieved expression, and she apologized humbly: "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, there will definitely not be a next time! Then, what should I do now?"
"I can only find another opportunity." Wen Hua sighed.
Li Huahong laughed again, her eyes narrowed into slits: "Our Huazi is so handsome, and he is a junior college student, he will definitely be able to win the girl!"
Wen Hua didn't say anything, but the confident look on his face proved that he also agreed with what Li Huahong said.
Wen Xiaoyu watched coldly from the side, sneering in his heart.
If she were that girl, she would definitely look down on Wen Hua.
What's the point of being handsome? Can it be used to make a living or spend money? What's wrong with being a junior college student? He's not a college student, and he's from the countryside! Only when all the men in the city are dead will they fall in love with him.
Wen Xiaoyu curled her lips and a hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes.
Then she thought of Zhou Yao beating Wen Hua to help Wen Yue vent her anger, and also of what he said when they met last time, and the smile on her face disappeared on the spot.
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Wen Moli is a socially anxious person who doesn't go out for eight hundred years. She finally goes out to buy something, but is hit by a truck while saving someone and is thrown into a period novel, becoming the ex-wife of the male protagonist who eloped with someone.
The hero's cowardly mother caught him red-handed when his ex-wife eloped. His mother was so angry that she died, and the hero didn't even have time to attend the funeral. From then on, he hated women until the kind and cheerful heroine appeared and led him out of the haze.
And now, Wen Moli traveled to the scene of the elopement.
Looking at the man in front of her who was grabbing her wrist, and the male protagonist's mother begging with tears in her eyes, Wen Moli's eyes went dark and she just wanted to die again. She looked indifferent but screamed madly in her heart: I am allergic to men, let me go, let me go, I want to go home, wuwuwu, mom, save me!!
The male protagonist's mother was stunned, and suddenly she picked up the axe beside her and rushed forward tremblingly, shouting: "You beast, let go of my daughter-in-law!!!"
Wen Moli:……!
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Lin Mei has always felt sorry for her daughter-in-law. On the day her son got married, he left his daughter-in-law behind and returned to the army because he received a mission and has never returned home. So she has been trying her best to compensate her daughter-in-law, but one night she saw her daughter-in-law and a strange man at the door, talking about eloping.
Lin Mei almost collapsed on the spot. She was too cowardly to say anything and could only pray silently in her heart that her daughter-in-law would not be so cruel.
Then she heard her daughter-in-law's pitiful cry for help.
【Mom, save me!】
Lin Mei was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly she mustered up the courage, picked up the axe and rushed forward.
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Shen Yanzhou finally completed the task, and thinking about his mother at home, he couldn't wait to go home.
When he returned home exhausted, he saw his mother, who had always been timid and only dared to speak in a low voice, with her hands on her hips, arguing with a notorious woman in the village. She even had the upper hand, like an old hen protecting her chicks, protecting his young wife, who had hardly spoken a word to him.
Shen Yanzhou:
Something is not right. Let me take another look.
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