Chapter 749 Eighty Bowl of Soup (1)
Eighty bowl of soup (one)
[The reason why fate is fate is because it cannot be ignored, destroyed, avoided, and changed.]
On the night when Qinghuan married into the Guan family in the same village, the eldest son of the Guan family died. She inevitably became a little widow. From then on, the rumors of her husband being scattered in the village were scattered. Therefore, even though she was as beautiful as a fairy and as gentle as water, no one dared to ask her to marry again.
Even so, there are many people who want to take advantage of her for a while. If you want to be filial, this is not a false statement.
She struggled in this village and lived a very difficult life. Her parents married her to Guan Da in order to make up for her brother's money to marry her. After Guan Da died of illness, they were afraid that she would waste food when she went home, so they asked her to mourn Guan Da at the Guan family, saying that she would be the husband and she would no longer be her daughter.
Qinghuan is not like a girl who can grow a remote and uncivilized village. The women here are mostly dark and dry skin due to weather and geographical environment, but her skin is as white and tender as milk. Other women are carefree and generous in character, but she is gentle and gentle like water. The most important thing is that she is born with a moving fragrance, which is inherently different from mortals.
Everyone says that the girl from the Chen family was a fairy from heaven who came to the heavens to go through tribulation. They treat her very well, thinking that she is the blessing of the entire village and that Guanda has some family background, otherwise the Chen couple would not marry her fairy-like daughter. But now that the fairy married someone, not only did not help her husband's family, but instead defeated her newlywed husband to death. This is a bit bad. Many people's eyes were a little wrong when they looked at Qinghuan.
She seemed to fall into the world overnight, marry someone, and die her husband. You should know that Guanda is the only person in their village who has studied and received scholars. Maybe he can become an official in the future. Why did a good person die on the night of getting married?
The dead in the village are not used to reporting to officials, and the village has its own set of rules. So no one knows how Guanda died, let alone sent it to the county government to ask a coroner for an autopsy. In short, it was because Qinghuan was killed, so everyone should stay away from her so that they could live a long life.
Qinghuan was isolated in the entire village. She was neither annoyed nor hated. She still lived her life gently and cleaned the house in an orderly manner. She had never taken down the white cloth on her arms. Guan Da had a good family background, so even if she had no power to tie a chicken, she still had no worries about food and drink. Every day she got up to plant some vegetables in the yard and feed some poultry. Although the people in the village avoided her, not all of them.
Her cruel parents sometimes come to see her, but they just don't let her go home. When they come, they give her some vegetables and help her sell the grown poultry. Qinghuan gradually got used to this kind of life. Her female red is very good and has never been taught, but she seems to be born to know her. In fact, she could live well at home in the past, but her parents always wanted to tell her a good wife to her brother, so she saved money. She was a female red day and night, and her parents were reluctant to light the lights for her at night, and her eyes were almost broken.
It's much easier now. Guan Da is a scholar, and he has left many books. Qinghuan learns it bit by bit. Her younger brother studied in a private school in the town. Although she couldn't go with her, she recognized many words, even better than her younger brother. Unfortunately, as a woman, no matter how good she learned, it was useless. But now, no one cares about her even until dawn.
That night, she had just turned off the light and was about to go to bed when she suddenly heard a dull sound. Qinghuan was startled and immediately sat up alertly. She pricked her ears, but the surroundings had returned to silence. She was a little scared, but she felt that she was thinking too much. After waiting for a while, there was no movement, she breathed a sigh of relief. After lying down, she tossed and turned for a while before she felt sleepy.
But just in a daze, she seemed to hear the sound of the door, and then she rushed over and covered her mouth, and then her clothes were torn apart. Qinghuan widened her eyes in shock. The room was too dark. Although the moonlight was bright, it could only shine on the black cloth surrounding the man's face. She struggled desperately, but the other party had no mercy and slapped her several times, making her dizzy.
Is it because I will be innocence today?! Qinghuan thought in despair that she had severe tinnitus at this moment and had no strength at all. She felt that her clothes were stripped off. Now it is early summer. She didn't wear much when she went to bed at night. The man's dirty hands were wandering on her body. Just when she was about to bite her tongue and commit suicide, the man on her body was overturned to the ground. She grabbed the quilt to block her body regardless of dizziness and tinnitus. However, despite this, she still exposed her white and thin legs and tender lotus-like arms.
Who is this person?
The visitor was wearing a torn dress, but he was tall and strong. The man who was trying to insult Qing Huan was now like a little chicken being beaten in the corner, and fainted after a while. Then the man turned around, Qing Huan retreated in frightened. In fact, the room was very dark, but her skin was as snow as she was very dazzling in the darkness.
The man touched the table and lit the light, looked at Qinghuan, "Are you sister-in-law?"
Qinghuan was stunned for a moment before remembering that Guan Da, who had passed away, had an incompetent younger brother. He went out to explore when he was young and had never come back for many years. She grabbed the quilt and nodded. The man's eyes could not flow away on her white limbs, but he had to endure it for a while, but his black eyes were still extremely dangerous. "Do you know this person?"
He had already lifted the black cloth of the future. Qinghuan stretched his head and looked at it, covering his mouth and exclaimed: "Yes, it's the young master of the Li Zheng family..."
"Oh?" The man smiled cruelly, dragged one of the other person's legs, and walked out like a dead dog. Qinghuan quickly called him, "You, what do you want to do to him?"
"You don't have to worry about this, sister-in-law." The man deliberately bit these two words seriously, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was particularly cruel. Qinghuan was so scared that he shrank back and trembled and did not dare to speak. After the man went out, she rushed to find clothes to put on, and she didn't care about the injuries on her face, but when she went out, the man was gone. Qinghuan didn't know where he went, so she had to sit on the stool in the main hall and waited eagerly.
It took about half an incense stick before the man came back. With the candlelight, Qinghuan could see clearly what he looked like. Before she got married, she saw Guan Da from afar. She was thin, but gentle and handsome, but Guan Er was very different from his brother. He had strong tendons and torn clothes, so his knotty muscles were exposed. Her tall fist could kill her. She looked very good, but her dark eyes were shining sharp and deep, and she looked like a bad temper.
It was late at night, and she was a little scared. Guan Er saw her eyes lit up. Qing Huan didn't understand what it meant. She just smiled slightly. This smile touched the wound on the corner of her mouth. Guan Er took out a cooked egg from his arms, quickly peeled the shell and put it on her face and rolled. Qing Huan was scared again. He grabbed her hand and said, "Don't be afraid, that guy will never dare to come again."
“…Thank you, Uncle Second.”
"Sister-in-law, don't be polite, just call me Xinghe." It seemed that he knew that the name was elegant and he didn't match him. Guan Er smiled - but it still seemed difficult to get close to him. "Originally, he was named Guan Erlang, but my brother thought it was too ugly, so he changed my name."
Speaking of Guan Da, Qinghuan immediately became nervous. She had no feelings for Guan Da, but this could not cover up the fact that she was Guan Da's wife: "Your brother..."
"You don't need to say anything, I know everything." A fierce light appeared in Guan Er's eyes, "I will not let anyone go of those people."
He had a very good relationship with his brother. He had heard that his brother would come back when he got married, but he met a fellow villager on the way and learned that his brother had died inexplicably on the night of his marriage. People in the village said that his new sister-in-law was a husband, but Guan Er didn't believe it. He had been wandering around for many years and never believed in evil. The ghosts in this world were made by humans. Therefore, he kept investigating quietly, and as expected, he learned the truth about his brother's death.
Qinghuan didn't dare to talk to him, and looked at him timidly. Guan Er saw her beautiful and weak face, and he liked her very much. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his favorite sister-in-law. "You go and rest, I... I'll stay at home for a few days, so there's no need to be afraid that someone will bully you."
Qinghuan heard that Guan Er's reputation was famous. He had been able to fight since he was a child. He was no problem with one fight. He was a bully, hooligan, and gangster who was rampant in the countryside. She didn't dare to say too much to him, so she nodded, "Thank you." Then she went back to the house and forgot to ask Guan Er where the cooked egg came from.
But she knew the next morning, and the village was in a hot mood early in the morning. She went out to take a look. She heard that the boy from the Lizheng family had offended anyone, so she stripped her clothes and hung them on the big willow tree at the entrance of the village. The thing on the bottom was cut. What's more, the family at the door of the big willow tree even threw the eggs cooked in the pot.
After hearing this, Qinghuan ran home immediately. She was afraid that someone would know that her son came to her house last night. Guan Er taught him a lesson. Although she felt that the other party deserved it,...
"pain……"
As soon as she entered the door, she hit Guan Er's chest. He was tall and strong, and she was delicate and soft. She fell backwards. Guan Eryan quickly grabbed her hand and took the opportunity to take the person into his arms. Then she sighed, her tender waist was so thin that it seemed to break with a slight pinch.
Chapter completed!