Chapter 272: Huang Xiaocao's Secret Thoughts
"One thing is one thing, let me tell you Wei Dali, don't bully honest people, if you have the ability, you go to Lin Hong and see if she can promise you. ”
Lin Hong, that woman, is rare and tough, she can really fight for her life for the girl who is not herself. It is said that those who are stupid are scared, those who are stunned are afraid of dying, who has not had enough of life, and dares to provoke that woman!
"I didn't dare to go to Lin Hong. ”
Wei Dali generously admitted, but changed his words again: "That's why I'm looking for you, otherwise you won't be able to drink wine when I'm alone." ”
Ye Jianmin snorted: "I won't go anyway,"
Wei Dali raised the two newly baked IOUs in his hand: "Then I'll take out the first one here casually, so that your family won't have a good year." ”
Wei Dali meant that when the time came, he would go to Lin Hong and Ye Jianguo with the strip with Ye Jianmin's fingerprint, and if they didn't agree, they would also settle the account on Ye Jianmin's body.
As for the IOU, it is even better to say, Chinese New Year's Eve took the IOU to the Ye family to ask for money, and then it was time to see if Mrs. Ye, who had been able to live all her life, could still wipe this face.
Of course, this method is damaged and stupid, and it really looks useless at first glance, but that IOU really makes Ye Jianmin more uncomfortable than cutting meat. If Lin Hong and Ye Jianguo knew that he had sold his eldest niece with fingerprints behind his back, I was afraid that the second daughter-in-law would be able to chop herself with a knife immediately. As for finding Mrs. Ye with an IOU, it is even more impossible.
Mrs. Ye is already so strong, if someone goes to her door to ask for money during the Chinese New Year, she can be angry with Mrs. Ye. Ye Jianmin is a filial son, of course, he doesn't dare to take risks.
Ye Jianmin yelled, "What do you want to do? I just have such a little ability, none of the things you said can be successful for me." ”
After roaring, he fell to the ground, and Huang Xiaocao, who heard the movement and ran in, was so frightened that he immediately shouted: "Ye Zhishu, what's wrong with you?"
Wei Dali, who was still holding a wine glass just now, threw the bowl on the table at Huang Xiaocao. Huang Xiaocao subconsciously dodged, and the bowl brushed Huang Xiaocao's temples and fell to the ground.
Looking at the blue-edged bowl on the ground, which had become several petals, Huang Xiaocao was so frightened that he hurriedly squatted down to clean it up.
"I'll tell you to get out, you get out of here. ”
Wei Dali's beating was not polite at all, and he already had the small bench on the side in his hand when he spoke. If this is thrown on Huang Xiaocao, it is estimated that it will hurt for a few more days. The moment Huang Xiaocao saw the bench, he subconsciously shook his body. When she huddled and shivered, she found that she was already outside the door, and Wei Dali's room had been latched from inside.
Huang Xiaocao wiped his face, in the winter, his weak and pale face and forehead were full of sweat. In front of her, she still had the last time Wei Dali held the bench against her neck, and she almost passed out of breath, and the last time she was pressed by Wei Dali and smashed her leg with a bench for a month.
Wei Dali is a devil, Huang Xiaocao wiped his face again, and he couldn't tell whether these were sweat or tears. She was already secretly clinging to the base of the wall, slowly walking forward. At this time, if Huang Xiaocao went back to his room, he would need to go through Wei Dali and them, but he had only been beaten, and he must be afraid in his heart. So she only dared to tiptoe past the door, thinking that there were still a few steps to get out of the sea of suffering, Huang Xiaocao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
Can't you?
Huang Xiaocao frowned, a little regretful that he had come back in such a daze. If Wei Dali saw this and beat him, he wouldn't be able to run away.
Huang Xiaocao thought for a moment, took a few steps back, left the door, and quietly squatted under the only window.
This is a few people in the follow-up room or talking about the state of collapse, although Ye Jianmin tried his best to resist hoarsely, but Wei Dali took him after a few sentences, and when Huang Xiaocao pricked up his ears and listened carefully, he heard Wei Dali say: "It's not for you to marry Zijian, isn't it just a little girl, although her parents are difficult, it's not something difficult to handle." ”
Huang Xiaocao was taken aback, and didn't understand which little sister Wei Dali's father and son were going to harm again, but when he thought about Ye Jianmin inside, he probably knew that Ye Miao must have not run away.
She thought of what happened in her life, and remembered Ye Yao's pretty face, and she couldn't help but feel angry and regretful. But then I thought about it again, if Ye Miaoxiao was tortured like this with herself at that time, there was more of a faint sense of happiness in her heart.
This feeling rose to the top when Wei Dali, who was in the house, gave Ye Jianmin an idea. I heard Wei Dali inside say: "You are her elder, you let her go to your house on the thirtieth night, and give her a glass of water when the time comes, and you don't have to worry about the future." ”
Ye Jianmin was furious, although he had helped Wei vigorously sell stolen grain in recent years, he had not been filthy enough to frame his niece. If this is known to the old lady, I am afraid that I can hammer him to death, and besides, he can't let Wei Dali go to his family, if he bumps into that person....
Ye Jianmin gradually sobered up: "Don't make any bad ideas, live a good year honestly, and I'll talk to the second child in the next year." ”
Wei Dali looked at Ye Jianmin with a sarcastic smile: "Can your second child listen to you?"
Ye Jianmin's heart was empty, but he had to pat his chest and say: "That's for sure, otherwise I will ask my mother to come forward." ”
Ye Jianmin felt that the root of this matter was on Wei Zijian's body, and after thinking about it, he still started with him: "Zijian, isn't my fair lady just an ordinary little village girl, why do you have to mix with her if you are so good in Milan." ”
Ignoring Wei Dali's fierce eyes, Ye Jianmin continued to say: "Even if you don't look down on Milan, aren't there many people in this educated youth point?"
Wei Zijian shook his head: "Uncle, I just like to be slender." ”
After so many years, it is the first time that Wei Zijian has been thinking about someone so much. In the dead of night, the bright moon shines on the bed, and it is lonely and sleepless, as long as he thinks of Ye Miao, even if he thinks of Ye Miaomiao staring at him coldly, Wei Zijian can feel the unique charm from it. So much so that during this time, Wei Zijian always soiled the bed when he was alone, and Huang Xiaocao washed his pants every day.
Wei Zijian's voice was a little small, and Huang Xiaocao had some difficulty listening. But she clearly knew Wei Zijian's infatuation with Ye Yao. Huang Xiaocao was envious on the one hand, and on the other hand, she felt that when Ye Miao married in, she was afraid that she would be the same as her. and a secret joy in my heart.
After all, when she married Wei Dali, she also had a year of happy time. At that time, Wei Dali came to Tianshui Village, and as a foreigner, it was normal to be excluded by others. Huang Xiaocao remembered that she had helped Wei Dali several times at that time, and Wei Dali later got along with her. Later, Wei Dali met Huang Xiaocao's uncle, and gradually became the captain of the squad and the captain again.
Of course, Huang Xiaocao, a peasant woman, didn't know what it meant to be a "penitent husband looking for a marquis", but she instinctively felt that Wei Dali was still a team leader, and she could still get along with Wei Dali.
Therefore, Huang Xiaocao has hated her eldest uncle very much for so many years, and even after her aunt died, even if she knew that her eldest uncle was an old man and a lonely man, she rarely went to see him.
Huang Xiaocao retracted her thoughts, and only thought that Ye Miao's good-looking face had become a pickle after marrying into their old Wei family, she felt comfortable in her heart.