Mrs. Fang was no longer nested in the small house like before, holding the arm of the water column in one hand, came to the courtyard, sat on the rattan chair, and occasionally took care of her children for the eldest aunt, the little doll, with a red face, with her eyes open, curiously looking at everything around. See. Wool, Chinese net

With tears in her eyes, she couldn't help but think of Han Man's childhood, with a delicate and cute face.

At that time, the family was poor, she was dry and thin, decades have passed, and everyone loves the great beauty, there is a trace of relief, her face is covered with layers of clouds, and she snorts coldly: "What's the use of being beautiful?"

Not far away, the water column spoke sweetly, wringing the washed sheets for the aunt, three times five divided by two, and the water on the sheets was like a water curtain, like beautiful music in her ears.

In the past, she and her husband were the opposite, his strength was small, but he was very big, she shook her head, she didn't want to think about it anymore, her heart was like being scratched by an insect, and it was extremely uncomfortable to scratch.

Before she got up, Shui Zhu hurriedly dropped the bucket in his hand, ran quickly, and grabbed her, "It's windy outside, let's go in and rest!"

"Close the door!" she had just sat down, and commanded in a deep voice.

The column of water followed her words, and her heart thumped as she closed the door, and it came to her lap.

Fang Po groped for a handful of black and shiny hard objects from under the pillow and handed them to him.

He was startled and cried out, "I won't!"

"You can't learn, for your dreams!"

"Dreams?" he kept muttering, "I just want to marry a wife, have children, and live an ordinary and ordinary life!"

He trembled in his hand, his face frightened.

"Don't be afraid, I'll come forward to take your sin when the time comes, you can take my money, fly away, and realize your dreams!"

"Who the hell is it?"

"Who is it? I'll tell you when you're proficient in marksmanship!" he patted him on the shoulder, sighed slightly, and lay on the bed and closed his eyes. Look.Mao.Line.Chinese.Text.Net

Shui Zhu hurriedly wrapped it up in his arms, felt deeply awkward in his heart, and hurriedly found Han Man.

Opening layer by layer, she knew that Fang Po's demons had not been removed, and there was no surprise on her face, "Revenge supports her to live!"

"But I don't want to kill people, I'd rather be a beggar for the rest of my life than kill anyone, Miss Han help me!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you do it!" Putting the gun away, Han Man called his friend at the newspaper.

Two hours later, he came to the back and smiled, "Okay, everything is just right." ”

"What if it's discovered!"

"No, she doesn't go out of the door, she doesn't go out of the second door, we just make a unique newspaper and blind her eyes. ”

Pulling the water column to the side, he found a black handkerchief covering his face, wearing his usual clothes, revealing a mole in the corner of his eye, and an old man in the courtyard was lying on the ground, lying in the smell of pig's blood.

Although he was wearing thick cotton clothes, he couldn't help but shiver from the cold.

The posture of the water column made him extremely uncomfortable, knowing that it was a toy gun in his hand, which made him a little unbearable to an old man, urging from time to time.

"Alright!" Han Man put a gray hat on his head and motioned for the reporter to capture the scene immediately. But the angle was wrong, and the test shooting lasted for a long time, and the person was almost frozen, so he said that he passed.

Shui Zhu poured fine beads of sweat from his forehead, sat on the ground, and sighed uncontrollably: "Just if it's fake, it's terrifying, but fortunately, you don't have to kill people yourself!"

"If you really kill someone, your life will be ruined, okay, you wait, the newspaper will be delivered soon!" Han Man thanked him.

When the newspaper appeared in front of him, there was also a copy of the newspaper of the day, and compared with the two, there was a slight resemblance, both of them were killed by an old man, but the surname was different.

The newspaper was handed to the water column and asked him to hand it over, "As for the rest, I will let others hide it for you!

She told her many times, and the water column pursed the corners of her lips and said firmly: "I will definitely do it!"

After a few days of not seeing, the room became more and more dark, Fang Po's eyes were shining, she instantly got up and grabbed him, and hurriedly asked, "How is it now?"

She hurried in and spread the newspaper in front of her.

Turning on the light, Lu's mother looked at the photo above, didn't have time to look at it carefully, and held his hand tightly, "You really succeeded?"

"Yes. I sneaked in, and when I saw him alone in the yard that day, I shot and assassinated him, and he immediately fell to the ground and was shot three times, although he was taken to the hospital, he could not be saved!"

"Great, God has eyes, finally died, haha, I avenged you!" Holding the newspaper in the palm of his hand, tears flowed down his eyes, and his lips trembled with excitement, and he could no longer speak.

"Grandmother, what is your grudge with him?"

She didn't answer for a long time, and Shui Zhu said softly, "It's no longer important, the important thing is that in the future, I will serve you well, let's go to the countryside and put an acre of land, I will farm, you will stay at home, and the two of us will live on each other!"

Fang Po immediately put away her sadness and stared at his clear eyes, "You don't want to stay in the city, get a sum of money, and live a prosperous life?"

Shaking his head, he forced a smile, "I know that I don't have the life to get rich, and I am already satisfied with being able to be safe!"

"Very good, as a young person, not impetuous, contented, gratitude is a good quality. ”

Gripping his hand tightly, his stretched nails embedded in the flesh, Shui Zhu grinned and didn't dare to cry out in pain, "Count the days, according to the status of the Song family, the funeral will inevitably be a sensation, when the time comes, you take me there, I will personally give him a ride!"

Wouldn't she show her stuff if she went? Shui Zhu hesitated and asked coldly: "Do you think I don't dare to show up?" It is also said that he is not worthy, and he is not worthy of me to come forward again, but well, only by giving him a ride in person can we settle the grievances between us!"

Shui Zhu didn't dare to say more, for fear that he would miss the details of the wrong words, and nodded frequently, but his heart was extremely anxious.

After leaving, I thought about going to find Han Man, but the aunt hurriedly chased after her, "Don't go, Fang Po asked you to stay with him." ”

I felt a sigh in my heart, so I had to go back.

For the past two days, Fang Po has been keeping him by his side, and a person's name frequently appears in his mouth, he knows that this is his dead husband, and he is afraid of her strangeness, but he has some admiration.

It's rare to fall in love with a man like that.

He knew that Fang Po's relatives were loved by the Song family, and he wanted to avenge her and did his best, but her happy ending was fake, just a posed photo.

If she went out and learned the truth, Shui Zhu didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Seeing the volcano waving at him outside the door, he found a reason, pulled him into the corner of the wall, and asked in a low voice, "What did Miss Han say?"