Before Liu Dazhuang could speak, the pretty widow said, "Stop lying to me. Let me tell you, I won't fall for it."
Wang Dazui looked back and saw that Liu Dazhuang had indeed arrived. "Captain Liu... I... I was just joking with the pretty widow."
The pretty widow wanted to see if Liu Dazhuang had really come, but she didn't dare. So she forcefully pushed Wang Dazui and Sanzhu's wife to the ground: "If you ever say anything like that again, I'll beat you up. Hmph!"
After humming, the pretty widow pushed through the crowd and ran away, abandoning even her bucket and carrying pole.
Everyone was stunned.
Sanzhu's wife rubbed her arm and said, "Don't run away."
The pretty widow ran even faster.
Everyone looked at Liu Dazhuang and then at the pretty widow.
Liu Dazhuang picked up the bucket and carrying pole from the ground: "Wang Dazui, if you steal anything again, I'll send you to the police station."
Wang Dazui was terrified: "Captain Liu, I..."
Liu Dazhuang glared at her, and she dared not say a word.
Sanzhu's wife was a little guilty: "Captain Liu, I... I wasn't targeting you."
Liu Dazhuang ignored her. "Erniu, go and call Sanzhu over."
"Why."
As soon as Sanzhu arrived, he glared at his wife and said, "I'll deal with you later."
Sanzhu's wife shrank her neck.
Sanzhu: "Captain, she's just being immature, don't take it to heart."
Liu Dazhuang: "Spreading rumors is also illegal."
Sanzhu: "I know. I'll deal with her when we get back."
Liu Dazhuang: "That's between you two. I'm just telling you that spreading rumors is illegal."
After Sanzhu led his wife away, the onlookers dispersed.
Liu Dazhuang thought for a moment, then carried a bucket of water to the pretty widow's house. He used to think that women only cooked and took care of children, and hadn't paid much attention to the pretty widow. But today, upon closer inspection, he realized there was a reason why the pretty widow had lived peacefully on the edge of the village for so many years.
The pretty widow had enclosed a small yard with tree branches. The branches weren't tall, only about 1.5 or 1.6 meters. However, everything above that was covered in thorns.
The yard was a mess. There were dead branches, broken stones, rotten pots, and broken bowls everywhere... On the surface, these things seemed useless. But if you looked closely, you would find that most of the dead branches had thorns, most of the broken stones were sharp, and the chips in the rotten pots and bowls were almost all pointing upwards.
The yard is cluttered and messy; even during the day, you could easily step on something. At night… just thinking about it makes me cringe.
Even the shack where the pretty widow lived was built with thorny branches.
Liu Dazhuang felt that the pretty widow's house looked like a big hedgehog.
"Qiao..." Liu Dazhuang originally wanted to call her Qiao the widow, but then felt it was inappropriate, so he coughed a few times and said, "Are you home? I brought you a load of water."
The pretty widow's voice came from inside the house: "Put it at the door."
"You...you come out here for a moment."
"What are you doing?"
"I...I want to ask you something."
The pretty widow was too embarrassed to go out: "Go ahead and ask."
Liu Dazhuang thought for a moment, then carried the water into the yard: "I've brought the water in."
"Um."
Liu Dazhuang walked up to the shack and asked, "You...you really like me?"
The pretty widow didn't say anything.
Liu Dazhuang took a few more steps forward: "Qiao...Qiaoqiao, do you really like me?"
“I…I’m a jinx to my husbands.”
"They also said that I was the one who caused my father's death."
"I have pimples on my face."
"My mother is paralyzed on the kang (a heated brick bed)."
"You are the militia captain."
"Even the militia captain has to get married."
"You can marry a beautiful young woman."
"You're a young woman too."
The pretty widow blushed. "You really want to marry me?"
"Um."
Would your mother agree?
"able."
How did you know?
"She's my mother, of course I know. Qiaoqiao, will you marry me?"
"I...I'm afraid I'm not good enough for you."
"It's fitting, it's fitting."
"Then...then you should send someone to propose marriage."
"Okay. Qiaoqiao, I'll carry the water inside for you."
"Um."
"Then I'll go in?"
"Um."
Liu Dazhuang was stunned as soon as he entered. The yard was already messy enough, but the house was even messier: "Qiaoqiao, where are you sleeping tonight?"
The pretty widow pointed upwards: "There."
It turned out that the pretty widow had set up a hammock. The hammock was very high, almost reaching the top of the shack.
How did you get up there?
The pretty widow used a pole to pry it open, and a rope fell out of the hammock. She grabbed the rope and climbed up.
Liu Dazhuang was stunned. "Qiaoqiao, how are you so amazing?"
The pretty widow smiled, but her smile was full of bitterness: "You can be this fierce when you're pushed to the limit."
Liu Dazhuang felt a pang of heartache: "Qiaoqiao, I'll protect you from now on."
The pretty widow's eyes immediately reddened: "Okay."
Liu Dazhuang looked at her with heartache: "Qiaoqiao, I'll go back and talk to my mother right now."
"good."
After listening, the old lady looked at her son and asked, "Have you thought it through?"
"Um."
"Alright then." The old lady touched her son's face: "It's your mother who's dragging you down."
Liu Dazhuang smiled and said, "You're my mother. Besides, Qiaoqiao is doing very well."
Who would you like to be your matchmaker?
"Wang Xiaoman".
"Wang Xiaoman?"
"Yes. If it weren't for her, Qiaoqiao and I wouldn't have ended up together."
The old lady smiled and said, "That's true."
The next morning, Liu Dazhuang went to Hongqi Village.
Xiaoman had just finished eating when Han Yong brought Liu Dazhuang over: "Captain, Captain Liu wants you to be his matchmaker."
Xiaoman looked at Liu Dazhuang: "I don't know how. Sorry."
Liu Dazhuang: "You've already done it. Yesterday..."
Xiaoman smiled after hearing this: "Congratulations. How does a matchmaker act?"
Liu Dazhuang: "I don't know either. I'll go back and ask, and I'll let you know."
"good."
After Liu Dazhuang greeted her, Xiaoman acted as a matchmaker as he had asked.
The moment Xiaoman saw the pretty widow, she felt something was off. Upon closer inspection, Xiaoman realized what was strange.
After the beautiful widow's ex-husband's family learned that she was going to marry Liu Dazhuang, they went to Liu Dazhuang's mother. They said she was a jinx and that her ex-husband wanted her to remain a chaste widow.
Liu Dazhuang's mother said that this is a new society now, and as long as her son is willing, she has no objection.
The widow's ex-husband's family wanted to bring her parents over again, but when Liu Dazhuang found out, he went to their house for a visit and they stopped bothering him.
On her wedding day, Xiaoman left with Xiaohei after finishing the banquet.
After dark, Xiaoman took Xiaohei back to Liu Dazhuang's house.
The old lady was already asleep.
The lights were still on in the new house. Xiaoman poked two holes in the window. Xiaohei made one, and she made one.
In the bridal chamber, the bride sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) with her veil covering her face.
Liu Dazhuang staggered over to the bride's side: "Qiao...Qiaoqiao, why did you put your veil on again?"
"I want you to unveil it again."
"You naughty boy." Liu Dazhuang reached out and lifted the veil. As soon as the veil was off, Liu Dazhuang took two steps back: "You...who are you? Where's my wife?"
The bride stood up and walked towards Liu Dazhuang: "Brother Dazhuang, I am your wife."
Liu Dazhuang took a few steps back: "No, you're not my wife. Where did you hide my wife?"
The bride took a few more steps toward Liu Dazhuang and said, "Brother Dazhuang, I really am your wife."
"No, you're not." Liu Dazhuang grabbed the bride by the neck: "Tell me, where did you hide my Qiaoqiao?"
Outside the new house, Xiaoman looked at Xiaohei: "Just as I thought."
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