The picture changes.

It was the night before my husband's last "going to Beijing for the exam".

At home, in front of the table.

The husband sorted out the manuscript and quietly hid some shameful letters in the small box.

He looked a little panicked and peeked at his wife from time to time.

"Husband, please take a break soon? I will go to Beijing to take the exam tomorrow. I have to accumulate my energy."

The wife's words scared him.

He said in a panic: "Well, don't worry, madam, I'll just sort it out for a while."

"You can't leave the things you need to bring in for the exam. Just in case, I'll check it again. You go to bed first and call me earlier tomorrow."

The lady nodded and fell asleep on her own.

"call……"

The husband breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the letters in my hand that I had not had time to pack, a trace of hesitation flashed across my face.

After thinking about it, I still put the letters on the table at will.

The small box under the table also has the lid opened.

All of this is evidence that he betrayed the woman.

There was no concealment at all, just put it on the table, as if waiting for his wife to discover all this.

Seeing this, Cheng Fan felt a little confused.

Since I chose to leave, why do I put these explicit letters on the table?

His wife is illiterate, so how can she understand it?

The next morning, the husband cruelly left his wife and came to the capital alone.

He married into the house of the rich lady, changed her appearance, and became an official who was not big or small.

The husband got everything he wanted.

A young and beautiful bride, a wealthy and generous life, and her dreams come true and become an official...

Everything is developing in the best direction in his heart.

but……

There was a thorn always buried in his heart, and it jumped out from time to time to prick him.

One night, when my husband was handling official business, he ran out of lamp oil.

He subconsciously said: "Madam, add some lamp oil to your husband."

After saying that, he realized that there was no one around him, and there was no more virtuous lady who helped him every night.

Late at night, my husband wanted to have a midnight snack and muttered on the bed: "Madam, I want to eat the tofu that you grind for my husband."

"Hmm? What beans?"

The new pillow man asked in confusion.

The husband was shocked and sweated.

He lies to his family and lied that he was alone, so he successfully married into his family.

If the family knew that they had lie, the consequences would be unimaginable.

No need to think about it, he will definitely attack him, who made him hurt the innocence of the rich lady?

The husband's forehead was covered in cold sweat and he said embarrassedly: "I was just suddenly a little hungry and wanted to eat some tofu."

The rich lady kicked him and shouted: "It's so disturbing that I feel dreamy in the middle of the night, go to the kitchen!"

After saying that, the quilt was pulled and fell asleep on his own.

The husband shook his head and had to obediently go to the kitchen.

If the rich lady wakes up again, she will definitely be beaten up the next day, and maybe she will be punished to kneel down!

Since he married into this family, his status has become so low that he has become so low.

Outside, he is a glamorous official and a golden sign that shows his background.

But at home, I was a trash who was beaten and scolded at will.

It would be fine if he was beaten and scolded by the bride, but the other children in the family looked down on him, the son-in-law who married into the family.

In those days, who would be willing to marry into a serious family?

Didn’t you like the other party’s wealth?

A son-in-law is the least status-less existence.

When others marry, they ask women to obey and have three virtues.

When a son-in-law comes to the door, he wants to talk about male ethics.

His words, actions and actions were controlled by the rich family.

If the family asks him to go east, he can't go west.

As the days passed, my husband felt less and less uncomfortable.

Although the family was poor before joining the family, the wife was obedient to him and everything was dominated by him.

He has never been short of food and drink.

Gradually, the husband would think of his wife's goodness from time to time, and the thorn in his heart became deeper and deeper.

But every time he proposed to return home, the rich man would refute him mercilessly.

"What's there to be nostalgic about in remote areas? Is there anyone who deserves your nostalgia?"

Where can my husband dare to admit it?

I just say that I am nostalgic and want to see where I grew up.

The rich master refused to comment and waved his hand to let him get out.

The husband was determined to go back to visit his wife, learn about some recent situations, and send some money to him, but all of them were rejected.

However, he had to choose to follow others' houses.

Since then, the regret and guilt in the husband's heart has increased day by day.

I often miss my wife who worked hard to grind tofu for myself.

I don’t know if she was looking for someone to read her unsightly letters?

If you read it, you should give up on him and find someone else to marry him?

If I had not made any mistakes at the beginning, I would take this shortcut...

No, you can't think so.

There is no regret medicine in this world.

If you don’t leave your wife, neither of you will have a good life.

It is better to forget each other than to support each other...

My husband kept using this sentence to deceive himself, wanting to feel at ease.

But how can that be done?

The husband felt more and more that he was not a thing.

When he thought of his wife waiting for him to go home, the villagers gathered to discuss that he was an ungrateful wolf.

My husband thought and feared, but he gradually became heartbroken.

More than ten years have passed in a flash.

The rich man was critically ill, and the whole family was busy organizing the master's funeral.

The husband seized the opportunity and sneaked out of the capital with the gold, silver and treasures he had accumulated for more than ten years.

With excitement and sadness, I rushed straight to my hometown.

I thought to myself: If my wife marrys someone else, then keep the treasure quietly. Let her have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life and have a lot of children and grandchildren.

If his wife was still waiting for him to come home, he would immediately kneel down and admit his mistake and pray for his wife's forgiveness.

I will accept the beating and punishment, and I will never leave her behind again. I will kneel down and forgive myself until my wife kneels down!

However……

When he returned home with a nervous mood, he saw a charred ruin.

And...a charred corpse wrapped in a broken straw mat.
To be continued...