poor family young gentleman

"you…"

What a strong murderous intent!

Ignoring his son's cries, Wan Kui's eyes widened in shock. He used to be a soldier who had seen blood on the battlefield. He only retired two or three years ago for some reason. It can't be wrong. Feng Jiye's murderous aura is not It can be condensed overnight, it is the accumulation of countless killings, but when he bought him from Ren Yazi, he specifically asked his origin, and Ren Yazi said that he was a descendant of a down-and-out official family , raised in the backyard of a mansion since childhood, where did such a strong murderous intent come from?

"Consider...cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

The dizziness in his head became more and more serious, Feng Jiye felt that he couldn't last much longer, just as he was about to urge Wan Kui, his throat itched and tingled again, which instantly turned into a severe cough and released, and at the same time, his chest felt a burning pain.

"Daughter-in-law, are you in pain again? I'll get you some water."

Seeing this, Yin Huanyang turned around and hugged the child and ran towards the thatched hut. When he came back, he had a gourd scoop in his hand: "Daughter-in-law, drink water."

The only peach blossom eyes that can release emotions are exaggerated with naked worry. Feng Jiye looked at the water delivered to him, and then looked at the man along it. He is a person who has experienced the cruel apocalypse. A strange and inexplicable emotion suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

"Cough cough..."

"Daughter-in-law, drink it, it will be fine."

Seeing that his cough was getting worse, but he didn't want to drink water, Yin Huanyang's eyes were full of anxiety, and he sent the gourd ladle to him again.

"Ahem... um..."

Throat itching and tingling, accompanied by burning pain in the chest, Feng Jiye didn't bother to find out what the strange and inexplicable emotion in his heart represented. Holding the gourd ladle with his hands, he swallowed a big sip of water with his hand holding back the coughing gulp. The cold water slid down his throat, and the burning and itchy feeling disappeared immediately, and the desire to cough was temporarily suppressed.

"Thank you."

Slightly pushing away the gourd ladle, Feng Jiye nodded slightly, the man immediately burst into a bright smile, and foolishly called his wife.

"Okay, I promise to give you a contract of sale..."

"No, the deed of sale cannot be given to him."

For some unknown reason, Wan Kui agreed, but his wife, Wan Jiangshi, rushed over and shouted to stop him. Feng Jiye's eyes froze, and the wooden hairpin in his hand made a gesture to change direction and stab into the man's body. He was so frightened that he yelled on the spot: "Mother, you want to kill me, don't you? Give him the deed of sale quickly, my son is begging you."

Now the one who fell into Feng Jiye's hands was him, the one who was stabbed twice in a row and the wound was bleeding profusely was also him, not to mention that as long as he sold his body, even if he wanted to rob their house, he was willing.

"Second child..."

Wan Jiang's red and swollen face was full of distress, Wan Kui gave her a hard look, then continued to say to Feng Jiye: "I can give you the deed of sale, but you have to get the marriage certificate from Huanyang."

Previously, he refused to marry a fool even life and death, so that they have not yet received the marriage certificate.

"can."

Feng Jiye agreed without even thinking about it. He can still get divorced after being married, but if the deed of prostitution is dragged into his hands, he is a slave and has no human rights. Moreover, his head is getting more and more dizzy, and his body is everywhere. Pain, if you continue to entangle, it will only be him who suffers.

"Then I'll ask Rizheng to come over right away."

Obviously he didn't expect him to agree so readily. After a brief moment of stupefaction, Wan Kui ordered his eldest son Wan Shan to find Li Zheng. It seems that they also heard the wind, and happened to meet Wan Shan on the way, and the two came back soon.

"Brother, I'm sorry to trouble you."

After learning about what had happened, Li Zheng quickly wrote the marriage letter and handed it to Wan Kui. The latter held it gratefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he handed it to Feng Jiye and Yin Huanyang for fingerprinting.

"Huanyang doesn't have a last name?"

Before pressing his fingerprints, Feng Jiye scanned and found that there was only the word Huanyang in the column of Langjun. He originally asked the question casually, but saw a complicated flash of light in Wan Kui's eyes. To cover up, he immediately explained with a smile: "Huanyang is I picked it up on the way back from the army two years ago. As you know, he has some mental problems. He only remembers that his name is Huanyang. His name is Huanyang."

"Really?"

Glancing at him meaningfully, Feng Jiye pressed his fingerprint.

"Huanyang, it's your turn."

Seeing that he didn't continue to press, Wan Kui breathed a sigh of relief, asked Yin Huanyang to press his fingerprints, and finally handed the marriage certificate and a piece of silver to Li Zheng: "Brother, I will trouble you to go to the county government office tomorrow."

The marriage certificate issued by Lizheng needs to be taken to the county government office to be stamped after the two have signed their fingerprints. There are three copies.

"My brother, why are you so polite?"

Having said that, Lizheng still accepted the money, after all, the officials also need to give the two tea money, don't they?

"This is your contract of sale."

Wan Kui smiled, turned around and took out the deed of sale and handed it to him. Feng Jiye took it and looked at it, and tore it up after making sure it was correct. 50 taels of silver!

"I will return it to you, please remember your promise, otherwise..."

"young married woman…"

"Night after night..."

Keeping his promise, Feng Jiye threw away the wooden hairpin and stood up. The whole world spun, and his slender and weak body fell straight down. No one saw how Yin Huanyang moved. When everyone reacted, he had already put his son Caught under the creaking nest, he picked up his unconscious daughter-in-law and rushed into the thatched cottage.