The widow teased the future Orion husband, Mo Xiaohe watched the excitement for a while, the reason why she didn't make the first move was that she also wanted to see how the Orion reacted.

Although the widow Zhang Cuihua is romantic, she is still in good shape, and many men in the village covet it.

Perhaps, this is the root of men's inferiority.

Orion, different, did not look at it, and strode forward.

The widow did not give up, and chased after her with small steps, threatening with her waist crossed, "If you don't obey the old lady, the old lady will make everyone in the village known!" ”

In a word, Mo Xiaohe was completely angered.

She picked up a stone from the ground, aimed it at the widow's breast, and threw it with a thud.

The orientation was too accurate, only to hear the sound of "oops", and the widow's chest was covered with mud from the stones.

The tender dress was covered with stains, and the widow's face was instantly full of vegetables.

"Which shameless one, get out of the old lady, it's greasy?"

Zhang Cuihua touched the stain on her chest with her hand, and the result became darker and darker.

The skirt is a fabric pulled in the county, how can these poor people in Mojia Village buy it?

The silk dress was most afraid of scratches, and the stone was sharp, cutting through her fair chest.

"Whose mother do you want to be?"

Mo Xiaohe walked out from behind the tree, and she felt that arguing with a merry widow was indeed a bit of a lowering of her style.

But if you don't make a noise, the person will think you're afraid of her.

The predecessor has always regarded himself as a lady and looked down on his mother Li's calculations, but if not, how can he survive?

What kind of person is used, what attitude is used, she Mo Xiaohe has always been wrong about people.

If you dare to covet her man, she must destroy the widow!

"It turned out to be you, a little, missing a man?"

Zhang Cuihua smiled sarcastically and said frivolously, "Mo Xiaohe, don't think that you have a talented father, my mother is afraid of you!" ”

The eyes are facing each other, and sparks are flying.

Mo Xiaohe raised her head, she didn't lose the battle, and when she met her future husband again, she still shouldn't be so spicy, and the best strategy was to win with a poisonous tongue.

Mo Xiaohe quickly formed a plan in his mind.

"You wait for me for a while, I have something to say to you."

After making up his mind, Mo Xiaohe pulled the placket of Orion's clothes and patted the floating soil on his body affectionately.

Before she looked up, the man's body trembled slightly, and his eyes flashed with a deep and unbelievable light.

Because of his ugly appearance, he can scare the little doll crying, and he has changed several villages.

The last person went to live in the mountains, and he never got close to anyone except when he rescued people.

How could this woman who was saved by her ......

"Okay, don't look at her."

Mo Xiaohe gave the order for Orion to wait in the clearing in front of the woods, and she turned around and continued to fight with the widow.

"Little slut, what's the matter, do you miss a man?"

Zhang Cuihua lost face, and she had to make up for it, and her words were very obscene, "Okay, even if you have vision, the man will know by looking at his fingers, it's not the silver spear wax head, you are also a wave, right?" ”

Mo Xiaohe hooked the corners of her mouth, revealing a bright smile, like the age of a flower bone, but from youth to amorous in an instant.

The widow could not listen at all, and if she cared, she would be angry.

"Zhang Cuihua, your makeup is really good today."

Mo Xiaohe praised sincerely.

On the other side, Zhang Cuihua was about to pounce and fight, but was confused by Mo Xiaohe's words that did not follow the routine.

Could it be that this little slut wants to surrender?

That's right, an unmarried little lady, what she is most afraid of is that her reputation will be damaged, if she goes to the village to say, gossip will fly all over the sky, and the spittle stars can drown her.

Just when the widow was stinky and beautiful, Mo Xiaohe made another thunderbolt reversal and continued, "Dressed up so beautifully, do you want to marry anyone?" ”

Secret marriage, is the custom of the Wu folk, after the death of an unmarried man, it is said that he will be taken away by the ghost to do coolies, if you want to get rid of it, you have to find a woman to marry.

Usually they are looking for suitable female corpses, and it is not impossible to find living people, they are all too poor to live.

The woman who married secretly couldn't marry for the rest of her life, and the world still felt very unlucky.

"I knew you slut wasn't that kind!"

Zhang Cuihua was furious, she was particularly sensitive to the word secret marriage.

She is a girl in the county, her family is solid, the only thing is not good, she is born to be a romantic embryo, and when she sees a strong man, she is uncontrollably weak, and she wants to be wrong.

Before they got married, they were made to have a big belly, but they didn't know who the child's father was.

Her father and mother disliked her for discrediting the family, so she let her lose the fetus in a low-key manner and marry far away to the closed Mojia Village.

Mo Xiaohe had heard that Zhang Cuihua's man turned out to be a strong and good farmer.

Who knew that not long after marrying in, her man described her as withered and finally died.

When my cousin came to gossip, I mentioned that Zhang Cuihua was a fox spirit who specialized in absorbing the essence of men, and her original husband died after exhaustion.

Fire prevention, theft and widowhood, Mo Xiaohe must keep an eye on it at all times, this woman has no sense of shame, and she must not bear it.

"I'll fight with you!"

Zhang Cuihua was killed by Mo Xiaohe's words, her face turned blue, she didn't say a word, she ran over with her skirt, eager to tear her mouth apart.

"Fight hard, who is afraid of you?"

Mo Xiaohe's body was flexible, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Zhang Cuihua running over, she stretched out her shadowless feet of Mount Tai, and tripped the widow and a dog to eat.

Just after the rain, there were small concaves of different shades on the ground in the forest, and the widow's inertia could not control her body, and she stepped on the depression with one foot.

"Oops, oops."

Zhang Cuihua is not pretending to be sick now, her feet are twisted, and the surface of her feet is swollen and high.

"Big man, come on, take me home!"

When the enemy met, her eyes were red, Zhang Cuihua grinned and gave Mo Xiaohe a gloomy smile, she remembered this account!

"With your appearance, there must be someone who is willing!"

Mo Xiaohe wanted to say that there must be wild men who are willing.

But she is a girl's family, and she talks like this, which is too uneducated.

The purpose of the initial rectification of the widow has been achieved, if this thing still wants to hook up with the future husband, then she will not be polite anymore.

Hmph, for a liberal painter, it is not difficult to draw a picture of the Spring Palace.

When the time comes, he will draw a ** picture of the widow and the village head, and quietly send a copy to the villagers.

Hehe, when the time comes, the widow will fight the village chief's Tyrannosaurus rex, and she is looking forward to watching a lively show.