Waking up in the chaos, Cheng Xiaozhou blinked her long eyelashes, and then woke up slightly, and the moment she opened her eyes, she saw a yellowed wall.

I don't know if it's because the kang is blackened or for other reasons, the position along the wall to the roof is black, and the roof exposes the beams, and the color is indescribable.

Wasn't she just in front of that man's tombstone?

Thinking of the dead person, Cheng Xiaozhou couldn't help but feel a little lost.

He died of a heart attack, and he didn't even have time to take the medicine, and many citizens on the ten-mile long street spontaneously held a memorial service for him, and his soldiers buried him in the cemetery with their own hands.

And Cheng Xiaozhou has been floating in the air until his ashes are buried, along with the jade pendant that he has carried with him for many years, as soon as the jade pendant enters the earth, Cheng Xiaozhou fell from mid-air, and his whole body hurts, only to feel that there is a dazzling light in front of him.

Then she fainted.

Thinking of this mile boat 'Teng' and sitting up, she shook hands in some incredulity, and the touch that she hadn't felt for many years suddenly seemed to be back.

When she was forced to marry the widower, she couldn't bear it and jumped into the well, but then I don't know what the widower used to detain her soul and detain her forever by that person's side.

That's more than 30 years.

The long-lost feeling made Cheng Xiaozhou a little tearful, and she quickly glanced around at the surrounding environment.

This room is very small, in addition to the fire kang there is only one cabinet and a square table, the cabinet is better, this square table is black oil stains, it should not be able to wipe down.

A frown of disgust, feeling that her head was still dizzy, she pulled on the square-toe shoes on the floor, and walked out of the room.

Out of this inner room is the outhouse, the outhouse is much more chaotic than the inner room, on the left hand side is the bellows for the fire and the dry wood placed at random, and in the corner of the right hand side there is a basin stand, and on the shelf there is an enamel basin.

Looking at all this, Cheng Xiaozhou only felt very familiar, could it be that this was another dream?

In the dream, she is back before all the tragedy began?

Before she could figure it out, a woman walked in outside the door, the woman was still holding a large basin in her hand, and there were freshly washed clothes in the basin, her eyes flashed when she saw Cheng Xiaozhou, and then she glanced at her angrily:

"What time does it take to get up? Or else say that the babies in this city are squeamish! You can remember for me, there is no lazy bed rule in our Yang family, and the king of heaven must obediently get up early for me to work in the field! Otherwise, I'll see how I clean you up in the future!"

Cheng Xiaozhou almost spewed out sparks from the bottom of her eyes from the first time she saw this woman, but she didn't expect to see this devil-like woman again! Even though many years have passed, the hatred in her heart is still monstrous.

Now she is dreaming! In the dream, she actually saw this woman who ruined her life again! She sold herself to the widower!

She kept glaring at Mao Xiujuan, watched her finish saying a bunch of words, and then walked straight towards her.

Mao Xiujuan carried a large basin into her room, and at first she didn't notice the people following her, but she inadvertently turned around and saw Cheng Xiaozhou with a gloomy face behind her.

"You, what are you going to do?!" Mao Xiujuan was startled, and the big basin in her hand almost fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Xiaozhou didn't smile, and then stretched out his hand and slammed the big basin in her hand, and a pile of wet clothes fell out and scattered all over the ground.

"You dead girl, are you crazy?!" Mao Xiujuan looked at the clothes that had fallen on the ground, the clothes that had been washed were now falling on the brick floor, and after a roll, they were full of happy mud ideas!

"Crazy, auntie, I'm crazy, now it's in my dream, can I still call you an old witch to bully!"

Cheng Xiaozhou said as he picked up the wooden basin on the ground and buckled it directly on Mao Xiujuan's head, and there was a wooden stick on the ground, which should be used for washing clothes.

Cheng Xiaozhou picked up the stick directly, this is the first time in these years that she feels that she has strength in her hands, and she can really touch the real thing, which is the feeling of being away for a long time.

Weighing the stick in her hand, she felt that she had taken advantage of it, and without the slightest hesitation, she knocked straight down on the wooden basin.

Cheng Xiaozhou's strength was very strong, and the sound coming from the wooden basin was very muffled, and Mao Xiujuan's eyes were full of stars.

Mao Xiujuan was crushed to the ground, and her voice came intermittently: "Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy! Come on, help! The madman is going to kill someone!"

Cheng Xiaozhou ignored it, and knocked on the wooden basin with a stick, although the stick did not really hit Mao Xiujuan's body, but the pain caused was not much better than hitting the body.

Xu heard the commotion, and several people gathered outside the fence gate.

They had all just returned from farm work, with hoes on their shoulders, and they all stopped because they heard the sound.

"What's going on with the old Yang family?

"Who knows, it's been ringing for a long time, and Aunt Mao has called a few times like a pig!"

"Why didn't you say it earlier? Eighty percent of the accident is wrong, let's go in and take a look!" As he spoke, a few people threw down the farm tools they had and entered Yang's house.

As soon as she entered the back room, she saw Cheng Xiaozhou beating with a stick on the side of the kang, at this time she was no longer focused on the wooden basin, but on the exposed skin and flesh of Mao Xiujuan, and the stick hit her body one by one.

"What is this for! Stop!" Walking in front was a dark-skinned man, and his roar when he saw the injustice on the road startled Cheng Xiaozhou, and she really stopped.

Just as she stopped, Mao Xiujuan lifted the wooden basin on her head, and she didn't bother to clean up the dust on her body, so she got up and hid behind these people: "Big guys, look, this dead girl in my family is crazy! I just played a stick at me as soon as I entered the house without saying a word!"

"Aunt Mao, don't be afraid, we are all here, forgive her and don't dare to fight fiercely!" This dark-skinned man is the most respected here, and everyone else only comforts him, but he talks a lot.

"Why don't you dare!" Cheng Xiaozhou swept the stick in his hand: "You have to ask me if the stick in my hand agrees!"

"Look, take a look, it's really the opposite!" Mao Xiujuan wanted to say something, but when she saw Cheng Xiaozhou's stick, she immediately shrank back in fright, and then turned around and ran.

"Aunt Mao, don't worry, belch!" The leading man wanted to catch her but didn't catch her, he was a little anxious, didn't she run this time to send sheep into the tiger's mouth?

He was thinking about it, when he saw Cheng Xiaozhou take advantage of the moment when he was stunned and swooped away from them like a loach.

They are just little girls, and it is not appropriate for them to arrest other people, right? After all, men and women are not intimate.

Cheng Xiaozhou was like a hungry dog, biting Mao Xiujuan's delicious meat and refusing to let go, chasing her out of the yard.

Mao Xiujuan went out with her front foot and just wanted to stop, but she saw Cheng Xiaozhou chasing after her, she ran up again without taking a breath, and secretly scolded the few people in the house for not helping, and couldn't even stop a girl!

Cheng Xiaozhou ran two steps out of the yard, and after catching a glimpse of something by the door out of the corner of her eye, she retreated again.

I bowed my head and carefully selected, and finally selected the weapon that I was most satisfied with.

Cheng Xiaozhou held an iron fork in both hands, which was used when harvesting wheat, and the three sharp ones on the top were like shark teeth, which were sharp when they looked at.

Cheng Xiaozhou was satisfied with the iron fork under his armpit, and from a distance, he looked like a canopy marshal carrying a nine-tooth nail rake!

Mao Xiujuan, you old witch! Grandma's new accounts and old accounts will be settled with you this time!