My wife is not a demon

Judging from the words, it is obvious that he has a deep hatred for Hades and Xichang.

Feeling the other party's anger, Mr. Ruan hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, be careful that the walls have ears, how our teacher was arrested by the factory guard back then, have you forgotten?"

Hearing the word 'teacher', Gao Yuanchun subconsciously clenched his fists, with deep grief in his eyes.

Bang!

He picked up the teacup on the table and poured it out like spirits, smashing it hard on the chessboard.

Chess pieces scattered all over the ground.

Looking at the chess pieces on the floor, Mr. Ruan, who was about to drop the winning piece, could only smile helplessly.

I don't know if the other party did it on purpose.

"By the way, I happen to have a very good poem here, are you interested in appreciating it?"

Mr. Ruan changed the subject.

Gao Yuanchun regained his composure, and said with a sneer, "No wonder I came to visit the old man suddenly. It turns out that I wrote a new poem to show off."

"Showing off is true, of course, but I didn't write the poem."

"Oh? Who wrote it."

Gao Yuanchun was immediately aroused interest.

Mr. Ruan said: "It was written by one of my students, named Zhang Jinxuan. She is also the younger sister of Zhang Awei, the policeman of your yamen."

Hearing this, Gao Yuanchun had a strange expression:

"You show off the poems of nine-year-olds? You don't have a fever, do you?"

"Don't worry, I'll make an evaluation after I finish reading."

Mr. Ruan smiled faintly, moistened his throat with tea, and chanted softly, "Goose, goose, goose..."

puff!

Gao Yuanchun spouted tea and said speechlessly, "I shouldn't expect it. It really was written by a nine-year-old child."

"The song item sings to the sky."

"..." Gao Yuanchun was stunned.

"The white hair floats in the green water, and the red palm dials the clear water."

"..."

Looking at the county magistrate with a sluggish face, Mr. Ruan was in a good mood, and asked intentionally, "Why? This poem won't catch Mr. Gao's eyes."

hiss--

Gao Yuanchun, who took a while to react, couldn't help but gasped, and widened his eyes: "Is this really what a nine-year-old child did?"

"It's a homework assigned by me, but Zhang Jinxuan's aptitude is average."

Mr Ruan said.

Gao Yuanchun heard the subtext in the other party's words.

In other words, the poem was made by someone else, not the little girl.

"who is it?"

"I don't know, I didn't ask, it must have been done by people from Qingyu County."

Mr. Yuan said.

Gao Yuanchun chewed the poem carefully, and couldn't help admiring: "It's amazing, I didn't expect that there are such talented people in my little Qingyu County."

Chapter 32 Strange Monk!

Inside the gloomy and dank dungeon.

Wearing a prison uniform and shackled, Mu Erhe was taken to the outer interrogation room.

Since he was imprisoned, Mu Erhe seemed to be more than ten years old, his hair was dirty and gray, his eyes were dull, and he had no energy at all.

Chen Mu had no sympathy for this kind of beast who attacked his niece.

He stared at Mu Erhe coldly, and said indifferently:

"Mu Erhe, I came to you today to ask about the situation in your eldest brother's family. You have to answer honestly. If you hide anything, I will definitely not let you go!"

"Adults can ask whatever they want, Xiaomin will never hide it."

Mu Erhe knelt on the ground, his voice hoarse.

Chen Mu habitually took out a small notebook and charcoal pencils, and asked in a cold voice, "How is the relationship between Mu Dahe and Mu Xianger as a father and daughter on weekdays?"

"Very ordinary."

Mu Erhe shook his head. "In the eyes of the eldest brother, a daughter is a commodity for takeaway."

"Commodity? Tell me more specifically."

Chen Mu stared at him.

Mu Erhe replied obediently: "I remember that when Mu Xiang'er was 11 years old, she was almost sold to an old landlord in a foreign country as a concubine.

However, the imperial court has long stipulated that girls under the age of 16 cannot be married, nor can they sell themselves as maids before the age of 12, otherwise their parents will be punished.

But the eldest brother didn't give up, and planned to sell it secretly, but who knew that the girl accidentally broke her leg, so the eldest brother finally gave up. "

Listening to the other party's statement, Chen Mu fell into deep thought.

In other words, Mu Dahe's patriarchal thinking is very serious.

Completely sell her daughter as a commodity.

Perhaps guessing what Chen Mu was thinking, Wen Wenren said lightly:

"Although the imperial court has encouraged the people to have more girls over the years, and the Empress Dowager has issued several decrees to grant subsidies, the patriarchal attitude has not changed much.

The son carries on the family line, and the daughter trades at a loss.

In fact, there are such incidents of selling daughters in many places, and there are not a few people like Mu Dahe. "