The Peasant Girl’s Concubine’s Name Moves the World

  Chapter 66 The character is still a good person

Wang looked at his daughter. Her hair was half white in her thirties. She looked almost like him. He felt sad for a while: "Take it! There are a lot of this stuff in the house, all of which were given by others. Recently, my mother in-law has eyes Isn't it better? Does Huanhong still drink?"

"It's all fine, mother-in-law's eyes are no longer painful, so you don't need to see the doctor. But the ears may be too old because they can’t hear. The grandfather has stopped drinking, and she has gone out to find work every day for the past six months. Worry."

  Wang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "That's good!"

  Warm but found that my sister lowered her head when she said this, her fingers moved uneasily behind her.

"It's getting late! I won't keep you anymore, go home quickly. Your mother-in-law wants you to go back and take care of it! Take this silver, buy something to replenish your body, and get pregnant as soon as possible. Don't worry, relax your mind. , The child will come. The more anxious you are with this child, he will just not come!"

  She thought that her daughter was so sad because she hadn't given birth to a child for so many years.

   "I know. I don't want this thing. I only received food at home. There are many things to eat!"

  Warm step forward to pull my sister's hand, wanting to give her a pulse.

  As soon as her warm hand touched Wen Jiamei's, Wen Jiamei quickly retracted, and took a few steps back: "Sister Nuan, it's getting dark, I have to go home. Sister-in-law will come to see you in the New Year.

   "Mother, brother, sister-in-law, I'm home!"

  Warmth didn’t come forward again, she thought for a while and said: “Father, you send my sister home!”

  Wen Jiarui nodded. He also had this plan. He took the back basket and put it on his back: "Sister, let's go! I'll see you."

  Wen Jiamei was surprised when she heard it, and waved her hand quickly: "No, no!"

  Wang feigned anger: "You're welcome? Hurry up! It's not safe for you to walk at night. It's faster to rent a carriage and go back."

  Wen Jiamei married to the second town, which is far away.

  Everyone is persuading.

  Wen Jiamei, however, can only respond.

  The warmth couldn't help but Wen Jiarui whispered a few words in his ear.

  Wen Jiarui's face sank, nodded, and took Wen Jiamei to rent a carriage.

  The warm family also walked into the village.

  "Second sister, is Wen Wan the teacher of the band?" Warm thought that Wen Wan would be eligible to participate in the Qianqiu Banquet when she composed a famous song, and couldn't help asking.

  Warmth There are not many gentle memories in the memory of the original owner.

  Because Wen Wan rarely goes back to the village, she will only come back when he meets Mr. Wen and Zhu's birthday. But at these times, the weather is very cold, and it is precisely when the original owner has the worst health and is sick in bed all day, so there is not much contact.

  The original owner only thinks that she is gentle and graceful, gentle and polite to everyone.

  Wen Yu always has his nostrils upturned because he hates to speak, so the original owner has a deep impression of Wen Yu.

  Today, this gentleness is probably the deepest in the city.

   Warmly shook her head: "No, but it seems that she has worshipped an adult from Jiao Band as a teacher."

   Warmth understood, she pinched the center of her eyebrows.

  He looked nervous when he saw this: "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

   Warmly shook his head: "It's okay. It feels a little bit like shooting yourself in the foot."

  I won’t sell songs to make money anymore.

   Warmth: "??"

  What and what?

  ――

  It was getting dark, every family in the village turned off their lights and went to sleep, and Wen Jiarui returned home.

  He returned to the town in a carriage and walked back.

  It's too late, and the coachman is reluctant to enter the village again.

  Warmth was drawing, he heard the sound, went out, worried that Wang would be worried when he heard it, and asked in a low voice: "Father, how did my sister hurt her hand? Have you asked?"

"When the farm is busy, I borrowed someone else’s ox cart to bring food home. The cow was out of control and was hit by a horn. She stretched out her hand to block it and injured it. There is nothing wrong with my mother-in-law and your little uncle, sister Nuan. Don't think too much, the character of their family is still good. It's good for your sister-in-law! I will send your sister-in-law home, it is already dark, and your mother-in-law didn't show your sister-in-law's face, and left a meal! Your sister-in-law is even more so. I didn't come back until dark after work. I cooked and ate myself, and didn't shake my face.

  Your little uncle used to be drunk only after being hit, but he has never hit anyone. Now that I see that he is in good spirits, he should be refreshed. I also waited for your sister-in-law to enter the house for a while as you said. "

   Warmly listened and nodded, thoughtfully, could it be her illusion?

  From the memory of the original owner, the impression of that little uncle is indeed good.

   looks pretty handsome. He used to be a shopkeeper, but he was cheated by someone and bought a batch of fakes and lost all the money at home.

  So what is my sister afraid of?

  ――

  And the little uncle who is regarded as good by Wen Jiarui is sitting on the side of the bed, drinking with a hip flask while enjoying Wen Jiamei’s foot washing.

  Because Wen Jiamei rarely saw her family today, she suddenly lost her mind and unconsciously made her movements a little harder.

He Huanhong was in pain, kicked her in the face, and kicked her down: "Bitch, do you want to pinch me to fracture? No matter if you don't have a child, don't you even know how to wait for a grandfather? Crudeness is vulgarity. Take a wash. I don’t know how to use my feet, what's the use of me marrying you!"

  Wen Jiamei was in pain, recovered, took his sleeve and wiped the footwash on his face, and quickly crawled over: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I was lost for a while. I won't do it this time!"

"Wandering? Who do you miss? Do you miss a stinky man? I'm so good to you! You haven't given me a single egg for so many years, and I haven't married a wife and went home like your dad! Do you dare to think of a wild man?"

  Wen Jiamei shook her head: "No, I just wonder if my brother is home."

"Missing your brother? Why do you want to use Wen Jiarui to press me? Do you think I will be afraid of him?! You let him come! You don't have to fight for three days!" He Huanhong didn't wear his shoes, he got out of bed and kicked. The kick was on Wen Jiamei.

  When He Huanhong was drunk all day long, Wen Jiarui came to beat him up and wanted him to be sober and cheer up.

   But being sober and not sober, it made him hate it!

  Every time I get drunk, I vent my anger with Wen Jiamei!

   "You let him come, I will fight him! See who can win! Let him come! Let him come! Let him hit me!"

  One foot and one foot fell on her like raindrops, fast and powerful.

  Wen Jiamei ran out of pain.

   "Bitch, where do you want to run? Want to find a wild man? Why? I still can't satisfy you?" He grabbed Wen Jiamei's clothes and threw her on the bed, resisting her efforts.

  Jiang heard the movement in another room and shook his head.

  She got out of bed quietly, flipped through the basket left by Wen Jiarui, her eyes brightened when she saw the exquisite fabric!

  She opened the gift boxes again and looked at them, and then put them away one by one, as if they had not been touched by anyone.

  It looks like this, which is invisible to the eyes!

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