At this time, Zhou Yuanyuan and Zhou Jiasheng were comforting Zhao Yunxiang, who was a little excited, in the next room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Yunxiang didn't expect that a nightmare would be like a real scene, which made her feel painful. The scene in the dream was too cruel and too realistic, so that Zhao Yunxiang couldn't breathe until now.

Last night, after sleeping until midnight, Zhou Zhixin slept enough and came to his senses.

Zhou Zhixin opened his eyes, and the strange scene surprised him.

Immediately, Zhou Zhixin remembered what Zhao Guohui said before going to bed, and woke up to realize that this was the home of his brother-in-law in Sanhe Town, and his mind relaxed.

Zhou Zhixin lay on the bed, and he didn't feel sleepy for a while after he was full. Looking at the dark sky in the gap between the curtains, Zhou Zhixin dismissed the idea of getting up.

Seeing that only he and his wife were lying on the bed, and a son and a daughter were nowhere to be seen, Zhou Zhixin smiled with satisfaction. He thought that his brother-in-law was considerate of the rare reunion of their husband and wife, and specially took the two children away.

Zhou Zhixin leaned sideways, supported his head with one hand, and observed the sleeping wife beside him. Rue's eyelashes are still so long, Rue's nose is still so straight, Rue's lips are still so ruddy, and the taste of Rue is still so fragrant・・・・・・ Zhou Zhixin's heart is about to move.

Zhou Zhixin slowly stretched out an arm and put it on Zhao Yunxiang's shoulder, and the touch of some diaphragm on the bottom of his hand made Zhou Zhixin flutter. His rue was mellow when she married him, not the kind of fat, but the feeling of flesh to the touch.

When did Rue Xiang's body become thinner? Over the years, in the Zhou family, Rue Xiang has suffered. Zhou Zhixin's brows were knotted, and the place where his hand was rubbed couldn't help but move a little, inadvertently pressing Zhao Yunxiang's chest.

I don't know if Zhou Zhixin's arm pressed Zhao Yunxiang or what the reason was, Zhao Yunxiang's calm face changed slightly, like tangled and painful, and her whole face gradually wrinkled.

Zhao Yunxiang had a nightmare.

In the dream, Zhao Yunxiang did not make fish balls or make money, and worked hard every day to make cattle and horses in the Zhou family. Wu Jinfeng scolded her from time to time, and she didn't have a good face for her children.

Two years later, Zhou Zhixin couldn't withstand Wu Jinfeng's pressure and returned to Zhoujia Village.

Zhou Zhixin's rank in the army is the deputy battalion level, and after he changes jobs, the state will arrange corresponding work for Zhou Zhixin. Zhou Zhixin was lucky and was arranged to be a cadre in the town government.

Thinking that Zhou Zhixin would always be with him in the future, and holding up the whole family, Zhao Yunxiang was full of smiles.

Early in the morning, Zhao Yunxiang was washing the clothes that Zhou Zhixin brought home yesterday. Suddenly, a shrill voice interrupted her thoughts.

"You slut who kills a thousand knives, Kefu's slut!" Wu Jinfeng rushed in from the door like a gust of wind, like a demon, and pounced on Zhao Yunxiang fiercely.

Zhao Yunxiang held the clothes that were being washed in her hand, and her face was dazed.

Wu Jinfeng's nails scratched at Zhao Yunxiang's face fiercely, and scratched out a few blood marks.

Zhao Yunxiang felt a hot stinging pain on her face, and reached out to touch it, and her face was bloody.

Zhao Yunxiang didn't understand why her mother-in-law beat her, early in the morning, the two children were still sleeping, and Zhixin went to his comrade's house last night and didn't come back. What did she do wrong?

"Third brother and sister, hurry up and put on filial piety clothes, the third brother is dead, you will burn paper for him in front of the spirit for a while. Zhou Zhigang came over and reminded Zhao Yunxiang.

Third Brother Zhixin and Zhao Yunxiang suddenly came to her senses and raised her head to stare at Zhou Zhigang.

"The third brother broke ・・・・・・his shoes with Liu Jasmine, a female intellectual, last night and died at Widow He's house. Zhou Zhigang relieved Zhao Yunxiang's confusion in one sentence.

Nonsense! Impossible! Zhixin is not such a person!

Zhao Yunxiang was stunned for a moment, pushed away Wu Jinfeng, who was blocking in front of her, and ran to Widow He's house like crazy.

Widow He's house has gathered a large number of villagers. Widow He sat under the eaves with her head down, and the villagers were giggling and playing colorful jokes with her, when they saw Zhao Yunxiang running over, the villagers consciously gave way to Zhao Yunxiang.

Zhao Yunxiang stared at Widow He for a long time, and just when the villagers thought that Zhao Yunxiang would pounce on Widow He and beat Widow He, Zhao Yunxiang turned her face away and slowly walked into Widow He's house along the narrow crowd path.

In the west wing of Widow He's house, a strange woman wrapped in a sheet was sitting in the middle of the bed, crying "mournfully". The woman is quite beautiful, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain makes many men watching from outside the window secretly swallow saliva.

Zhou Zhixin was naked~ lying on the ground, about three feet away from the woman. On the ground next to the bed, the clothes Zhou Zhixin wore when he went out yesterday were messily scattered all over the ground.

Zhou Zhixin lay motionless on the ground, without a sound. Zhao Yunxiang squatted down and stretched out her trembling hand to touch Zhou Zhixin's cheek. The cold, icy touch made Zhao Yunxiang's heart ache as if it had been pinched. Zhao Yunxiang didn't give up, and put her finger close to Zhou Zhixin's nostrils. Didn't breathe. Zhao Yunxiang's knees weakened and she knelt on the ground.

Her Zhixin, when she left home yesterday, she smiled and said that she brought back the pancakes from the town today, how did she turn into a cold corpse in one night? No! This is not true! It must not be true!

Zhao Yunxiang wanted to yell, and she also wanted to scream, asking her Zhixin to come back. She doesn't want pancakes in town, she just wants her Zhixin.

Zhao Yunxiang's lips trembled, and tears flowed down in strings. The silent crying made her look sad and desperate.

The nicknames "lewd thief", "hooligan", and "hypocrite" were thrown at Zhou Zhixin by the villagers one by one.

Wu Jinfeng, who has always been spicy, was unusual, and did not refute the insults of the villagers, but just lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes from time to time.

The village head, Zhou Hongming, came, and after blasting away the onlookers, Zhou Zhixin's body was brought home by the two brothers of the Zhou family.

In the front yard of the Zhou family, a simple mourning hall was built.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yunxiang knelt in front of Zhou Zhixin's coffin with a wooden face to burn paper, and the paper ashes raised were like black butterflies flying in the dim light.

Zhao Yunxiang's whole heart was in a panic, her Zhixin, Zhixin, who kept saying that he only loved her alone, how could it be like that?

No, she didn't believe it, she didn't believe it was true.

It was only at this time that Zhao Yunxiang's head could be regarded as running again. Looking around, Zhao Yunxiang found that from morning to now, she hadn't seen the two children Yuanyuan and Jiasheng all day.

Was he taken away by his mother-in-law, or was he hiding somewhere to cry?

Zhao Yunxiang was a little flustered. Yuan Yuan and Jiasheng have not been liked by their mother-in-law, and on this day, the two children don't know if they have eaten?

Zhao Yunxiang couldn't kneel, the dead were already dead, and the living still had to live. For the sake of her two children, she should cheer up some.