Chapter 426 Unexpected Development
Ye Xiaoman also started to act out, raising her voice, "Woo woo woo—"
Jing Zhui slammed the table and said, "There's no point in crying. You can escape the death penalty today, but you can't escape the punishment of living."
After saying the second sentence, he felt numb.
Ye Xiaoman didn't have Jing Zhui's idol baggage. She clapped her hands, imitating the sound of a beating, and said in a rhythmic manner, "I was wrong! Honey, I was really wrong! Please don't hit me anymore!"
"If you keep fighting, someone will die—"
The two were in the middle of their acting when the outer door was knocked by Zhu Chuideng, "Uncle."
Jing Zhui's acting skills are obvious to the naked eye: "Get lost, it's not your turn to tell me what to do when I'm teaching my wife a lesson."
Ye Xiaoman gave Ye Xiaoman a thumbs up. She was not a jealous husband, but even more jealous than him. She had to stand back when Jiaying came.
Seeing that he couldn't stop Jing Zhui, Zhu Chuideng changed from knocking on the door to banging on it.
"Don't be afraid, Auntie."
He said in a deep voice and kicked the door.
Jing Zhui and Ye Xiaoman fell silent and looked at the crumbling door in silence.
Ye Xiaoman stopped cracking the walnut with a small hammer.
Once, twice.
Seeing that the door was about to be sacrificed heroically, Ye Xiaoman threw the walnut kernel into her mouth and ran to the bed without hesitation.
"Where's the watermelon juice? Where's my watermelon juice?"
The door collapsed.
Zhu Chuideng had a gloomy expression on his face and walked in through the door.
Ye Xiaoman's cry of pain came from inside the mosquito net.
Without thinking, he strode over and lifted the mosquito net.
Then he froze there.
Jing Zhui was on top and Ye Xiaoman was below.
Jing Zhui pressed Ye Xiaoman's shoulders.
Ye Xiaoman's clothes were disheveled.
Jing Zhui is not necessarily innocent either.
Ye Xiaoman took advantage of the chaos and darkness to open his clothes, and his strong back was completely exposed to Zhu Chuideng's eyes, with folds of clothes piled up at his waist.
One of Ye Xiaoman's legs was hanging.
At Jing Zhui's waist.
In the eyes of a third person who didn't understand what was going on, they looked extremely terrible.
Zhu Chuideng immediately misunderstood.
It turns out that this kind of "death penalty"...
Zhu Chuideng couldn't advance or retreat. He wanted to dig a hole and escape. He didn't know how to react for a moment and stood there in a daze.
Ye Xiaoman and Jing Zhui have not yet discovered any flaws in their performance.
Ye Xiaoman took out the watermelon juice but had no time to drink it, so she couldn't perform the "Blowing the Light" trick of being beaten to the point of vomiting blood on the spot.
She only had time to pour the watermelon juice into her hands, and her fingers slid desperately across Jing Zhui's back, which was covered with old wounds, leaving five bloody marks.
Zhu Chuideng's eyes were stung by the blood on her fingers, and the anger that had just been replaced by embarrassment suddenly flared up again.
Jing Zhui placed his hands on Ye Xiaoman's neck. This was his common gesture to threaten people. He had broken the necks of countless traitors with one hand.
Zhu Chuideng decided not to sit idly by.
Although the...romance between his uncle and his wife was not his turn to comment.
He spoke with difficulty, "You are..."
Jing Zhui wasn't very confident in his acting skills, and fearing that Zhu Chuideng wouldn't understand, he added, "I'm teaching her a lesson."
Zhu Chuideng stared straight ahead, focused on the mosquito net, and spoke nearly twice as fast as usual, "You can't use this kind of... thing as a means of punishment."
"My... Madam," Jing Zhui remembered that Ye Xiaoman had asked him to constantly provoke Zhu Chuideng, and he deliberately said some beastly words to anger Zhu Chuideng, "I can treat her however I want, and you have no right to interfere."
Zhu Chuideng's face flushed. "To torture a woman like this is not what a real man does. It's despicable and shameless, despicable. You will go to the eighteen levels of hell after you die."
Jing Zhui was confused by what he heard.
Every word his mortal enemy said made him unhappy, and he wanted to refute every word.
He just cursed Ye Xiaoman a few words, but maybe his actions were a bit too harsh, so how did it become an attack on his character and even bring about a curse to hell.
Jing Zhui raised his eyebrows and asked depressedly, "Why do you say that?"
But then he heard Zhu Chuideng stuttering, "This, this should have been a happy thing."
Jing Zhui felt that his mortal enemy was simply unreasonable.
How can you make people happy even though you hit them?
It's the most ridiculous thing in the world.
Jing Zhui was a very straightforward person. He immediately gave up his seat with an attitude of "if you can do it, you go ahead".
He stood by the bed, his arms folded, and said, "You tell me what I should do."
Now it was Zhu Chuideng's turn to have his three views shattered.
He felt like the sky was about to fall, and Jing Zhui's words rang in his ears like thunder out of the blue, almost knocking him unconscious.
Demonstration, how to demonstrate, can this kind of thing be demonstrated?
How can my uncle be so ridiculous!
Ye Xiaoman watched from the side, observing the turbulent situation between Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhui.
As she was eating the melon, she felt something was wrong.
Obviously, all three of them are innocent, so why is the situation starting to become subtle?
But then he heard Zhu Chuideng speaking again. He looked conflicted, as if he was suffering from a great mental conflict. He looked extremely pitiful, as if Zhu Chuideng had been inexplicably and badly cheated since he met the two of them.
Zhu Chuideng lost his cheerful and generous demeanor, and it seemed that he would repeat the mistake in the laundry room in the next second and might run away at any time.
"Uncle, husband and wife should communicate with each other in a loving way."
Jing Zhui snorted coldly, and he wanted to laugh.
We are all thousand-year-old bachelors. Who is more noble than the other? Don't pretend to be an expert in front of others.
"Oh, what's your opinion?"
Ye Xiaoman was tired of lying down, she wanted to sit up and watch the show in a different posture.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Chuideng bent down.
"Just... do it."
Ye Xiaoman blinked and saw that Zhu Chuideng's earlobes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding.
Soon, Zhu Chuideng stroked the side of her face with his hand. His palm was rough, but his movements were cautious and full of love, like a florist caressing the roses he had spent all his effort to grow.
Ye Xiaoman felt that Zhu Chuideng was holding his breath when he touched her face; he didn't even dare to breathe.
The sadness in his eyes almost made him burst out. He was willing to give everything, but the roses never belonged to him.
“Aunt…”
Ye Xiaoman scratched her head in confusion. Why did she feel that the person being beaten was not her, but Zhu Chuideng?
The next second, she saw a determination in Zhu Chuideng's eyes.
Then her feet bent.
Be picked up.
On the waist of Zhu Chuideng.
Ye Xiaoman's mind quickly turned into a mess, and a string of question marks flew across the barrage.
What's going on?
There seems to be a big misunderstanding about Zhu Chuideng.
Zhu Chuideng gritted his teeth and said with a face almost ashamed: "Since my uncle is willing, if you agree, I will also... "
He couldn't continue.
He wanted to say that he was willing to be pointed at by the villagers, willing to never be able to hold his head up high for the rest of his life, willing to not be able to be buried in the ancestral tomb after his death because of his huge moral flaws, willing to be entangled by his uncle for the rest of his life, and willing to work like a slave to support this family.
He is strong and is the main labor force in the family. He works hard and loves his wife. He is the man who can bring her happiness.
Ye Xiaoman: “?”
This development is really beyond the scope!
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