Xiao Hei asked in a low voice, "How can Captain Liu be so stupid?"
Xiaoman: "He's drunk."
Inside the house.
"Brother Dazhuang, I really am Qiaoqiao."
"No." Liu Dazhuang tightened his grip a little more: "Where did you hide my Qiaoqiao? Tell me. If you don't tell me, I'll strangle you!"
"Brother Dazhuang, you...you let go first, I...I can't breathe."
"Don't let go, speak quickly."
"Brother Dazhuang, you...you should let go first."
"Don't loosen it."
Xiaoman found a small stone and threw it through the window.
Liu Dazhuang's arm went numb immediately.
The bride took the opportunity to break free from his grasp: "Cough cough cough..."
Liu Dazhuang looked at the bride and asked, "Are you a monster?"
The bride glared at Liu Dazhuang: "You're the monster."
"Why is my arm numb?"
How would I know?
"You... okay, let's not talk about that. Just give me back my Qiaoqiao right now."
"Idiot, just wait."
"hurry up."
"knew."
The bride turned around and wiped her face.
Liu Dazhuang: "Why are you standing there motionless? Weren't you going to give my Qiaoqiao back to me?"
"Your Qiaoqiao will be back soon."
After a while, the bride turned around.
Liu Dazhuang's eyes widened in surprise: "Qiaoqiao?"
"Hmm." The pretty widow found it both amusing and helpless.
"No, that's not right." Liu Dazhuang shook his head vigorously. "You didn't have any bumps on your face just now. You...you must be a monster! You...you tried to seduce me, and if I didn't fall for it, you'd turn into my Qiaoqiao and deceive me. Yes, that's it. Tell me, where did you hide my Qiaoqiao? If you don't tell me, I'll have someone take you away!"
"I am Qiaoqiao."
"no."
"It is me. Brother Dazhuang, listen to me, I..."
"I won't listen. Give me back my Qiaoqiao right now."
"Listen to me, I'll..."
"I won't listen."
Xiaoman glanced at the pretty widow and explained to a drunk man that the woman was also drunk.
Xiaoman didn't want to stand outside all night, so she threw another small stone into the house.
Liu Dazhuang rubbed his head: "Why is my head so dizzy? Did you cast a spell on me? Let me tell you, I won't touch you. My heart only belongs to Qiaoqiao. I only sleep with Qiaoqiao. You...you..."
Liu Dazhuang fell asleep before he could finish speaking.
The pretty widow was both happy and depressed.
Xiaoman patted the dirt off her hands. "Alright, now we don't have to worry about the groom strangling the bride."
After leaving Liu Dazhuang's house, Xiao Hei looked at Xiao Man and said, "Master, Liu Dazhuang has to give you another gift."
Xiaoman smiled and said, "He probably won't drink so much alcohol again."
Daylight broke, but Liu Dazhuang was still asleep. He had already drunk quite a bit of wine, and then Xiaoman hit him, so he slept even more soundly.
The pretty widow tried to wake Liu Dazhuang, but she couldn't get him to wake up after several attempts. Having no other option, she went out and fetched a basin of cold water.
The pretty widow washed Liu Dazhuang's face several times with cold water. Only then did Liu Dazhuang open his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, Liu Dazhuang said, "You vixen, give me back my pretty girl."
The pretty widow patted Liu Dazhuang's face: "Brother Dazhuang, wake up."
Liu Dazhuang looked closely and exclaimed, "Qiaoqiao?"
"Um."
Liu Dazhuang pulled the pretty widow into his arms: "I thought you'd been kidnapped by a demon."
The pretty widow felt a sweet warmth in her heart: "Isn't the fairy pretty?"
"It's not good-looking."
The pretty widow felt even sweeter inside: "Brother Dazhuang, let me show you a magic trick."
"You can do magic tricks?"
"Um."
What magic tricks can you perform?
The pretty widow patted Liu Dazhuang's arm: "Let go of me, and I'll transform for you."
"good."
The pretty widow first sprinkled something into the basin and then washed her face in front of Liu Dazhuang.
Liu Dazhuang asked curiously, "What have you transformed into?"
You'll find out in a moment.
A few minutes later, the pimples on the pretty widow's face shrank.
Liu Dazhuang stared wide-eyed in surprise: "Yesterday... was that vixen really you yesterday?"
The pretty widow pointed to her neck.
Liu Dazhuang leaned closer to take a look. There was a ring of handprints around the pretty widow's neck. Liu Dazhuang was heartbroken: "I'll never drink again."
As she spoke, the pimples on the pretty widow's face disappeared.
Liu Dazhuang touched Qiao Gua's neck: "Does it hurt?"
The pretty widow looked into Liu Dazhuang's eyes and said, "It doesn't hurt. I wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect..."
"It's all my fault."
“I was wrong too. I knew you had been drinking, but I still wanted you to know the truth.”
"It's not your fault. Qiaoqiao, I'll never drink again." The wedding night, which should have been a happy occasion, not only ended in disaster, but he almost strangled his bride. Liu Dazhuang shuddered at the thought: "I'll never drink again."
"Drinking a little is fine."
"I'm not drinking anymore." Liu Dazhuang touched the pretty widow's face: "How did you do that?"
Speaking of this, the young widow felt heartbroken. "After they kicked me out, I had nothing to eat, so I went into the mountains to look for food. When I couldn't find anything, I would pick tree leaves to eat. As I ate them, my face broke out in a lot of bumps. At first, I thought I was poisoned. Later, I found out that I was allergic to a certain type of tree leaf. Whenever I ate that leaf, my face would break out in bumps. Later, I found a kind of herb in the mountains. If I crushed that herb and applied it to my face, the bumps would fall off. Later, I dried that herb and that tree leaf, ground them into powder, and tried it. The effect was the same."
Why don't you explain this to them?
"Explanation? In those days, it was a time of war and chaos. I was a woman, with neither a husband's family nor my own. If I were to remove the pimples on my face..."
Liu Dazhuang pulled the pretty widow into his arms: "You've suffered."
The pretty widow smiled and said, "It's all in the past."
"Yes. It's all in the past. I'll protect you from now on."
"Okay." The pretty widow looked up at the sky. "It's getting late, time to cook."
Liu Dazhuang was reluctant to let go: "Let's hug a little longer."
"Oh well."
Another ten minutes or so passed, and Liu Dazhuang still couldn't bear to let go of the pretty widow.
The pretty widow nudged him: "Big Zhuang, I should start cooking."
"Let's hug a little longer."
Another ten minutes or so passed. Liu Dazhuang still couldn't bear to let go.
"Brother Dazhuang, if we don't get out soon, Mother will start yelling."
"Won't."
“Even if Mom doesn’t call out, I feel embarrassed to stay in the house forever.”
Liu Dazhuang let out a wail: "I'll never drink again."
The pretty widow smiled and said, "Rest a little longer, I'll call you when dinner is ready."
"Alright." Liu Dazhuang reluctantly released the pretty widow.
As soon as the pretty widow turned around, Liu Dazhuang grabbed her: "Qiaoqiao, is there something you're hiding from me?"
"It's gone."
That's it?
"Hmm. What's wrong?"
"Yesterday I thought you were a monster, so I choked you. While I was choking you, my arm went numb. I thought it was you who did it. If it wasn't you, then why did my arm go numb all of a sudden? And why did I fall asleep so quickly?"
"Weren't you drunk? It's easy to fall asleep when you're drunk."
"No, my head feels a little sore. My arm feels a little sore too." Liu Dazhuang rolled up his sleeve and looked at it: "Look, I have a mark on my arm."
The pretty widow went over to take a look: "It really is."
Liu Dazhuang looked down at the ground again and found two small stones.
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