Love after marriage: Abandoned wife and second marriage

"Hmph, you don't need to take care of my family's affairs! You say I'm hot? Okay!? Then I'll show you!" Qin Meixiang gritted her teeth in a dark voice, and she raised her hands as if she was going to fight. He took off his sleeves, exposing his solid arms, and stared at Su Chunhua fiercely with his eyes.

"What? I'm still afraid that you will succeed?" Su Chunhua lifted up his sleeves not to be outdone, and stared at Qin Meixiang angrily. Those small eyes were as big as copper bells, as if he wanted to drive her into his eyes Li seems to be.

"Okay! Don't be afraid! Come on!"

"Come here, whoever is afraid!"

The two competed secretly, and the war was on the verge of breaking out.

Su Chunhua and Qin Meixiang both expressed their opinions, and neither one would be outdone.

As soon as the two opened their mouths, they scolded each other bloody, even the [-]th generation of their ancestors scolded them one by one, and also singled out all the dirty and dirty activities in the other's family, in order to make the other lose face.

Seeing this, everyone hid away one after another, fearing that they would be implicated and hurt.

No one thought that what happened just now was obviously a very small thing, but how it turned into a war between two women, and it was still an endless war.

Ru Yi looked at the two people who were still arguing in front of her, and at the unsold tofu in front of her, and sighed deeply.

What do you call this? !She was selling tofu here, but she got into a quarrel because of a trivial matter.

It's all right now, the people are gone, the business can't go on, and more than half of the tofu is still unsold, it's miserable.

This tofu is no better than other vegetables. Tofu doesn't last long, and it's May, and the weather is getting hot. If so much tofu is left at home, it will go bad. What should she do? Woolen cloth?

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"Cultivate the fields by day and grow hemp by night. The children of the village are in charge of their families. The children and grandchildren are not ready for farming and weaving. They also learn to grow melons by the mulberry."

Early in the morning, Chu Muli went to the gurgling, crystal-clear river, green rice fields, and green forests. He looked at the beautiful mountains and rivers of the village, and the clock was sensitive, and a fairyland-like picture involuntarily appeared in his mind. I can't help feeling in my heart.

To be honest, he likes the tranquility and peace of the small village, as if it can make people feel happy physically and mentally, as light as a swallow, forgetting their troubles, leaving only a relaxed and happy heart.

Wen Zizhou chuckled lightly, and said lightly: "Brother Mu Li really has real talents and learning, and he can feel it when he looks at mountains and rivers, but I just don't understand why you pretend to be illiterate , what about the playboy who has no ambitions?"

The sound fell, the breeze was blowing, and his clothes fluttered, he was tall and straight, standing with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes looked into the distance, and there was a smile like a spring breeze on his clear face, lazy, handsome, Elegant... like a god.

Chu Muli smiled lightly, and said: "Everyone has their own way of living, and this is my way of living. I think there is nothing wrong with being a dandy, free and unrestrained, this is the life I want."

Wen Zizhou lowered his eyebrows in thought.

Suddenly, there was a commotion under the old tree not far from them, and after a while, I heard foul words breaking the silence. Chu Muli turned his head, a little surprised, as if he didn't expect such a peaceful and peaceful village to be so quiet. There will be quarrels.