"My little Cuilian... Sitting on the fire kang, waiting for me, a bad old man... Bright moonlight.. Shine into the kang head...!"

Outside the courtyard gate, a bad old man staggered, humming a little tune, and his roaring voice came into the east wing.

The old woman listened to this hum, stood up suddenly, hummed angrily, and walked out directly.

"You don't die, what are you singing?"

The old woman crossed her hands on her hips, her face was covered with shame, and she roared angrily at the bad old man who had entered the courtyard.

"Hey, hey... Cuilian, I... I'm back, is the meal ready...!"

The bad old man shook his body, looked at the old woman with a red face, and laughed cheekily.

"You... Where did you go to drink again?"

When the old woman saw the drunken appearance of the bad old man, she was so angry that her feet jumped.

After a pause, he walked in front of the bad old man in two or three steps, reached out and grabbed the bad old man's ear, and asked angrily: "Tell me quickly, whose house are you drinking?"

The bad old man felt as if his ears were about to be torn apart, and the pain was so extreme that it suddenly made him half sober from his drunkenness.

He hurriedly limped and begged for mercy: "Cuilian... Light... Tap, my ears are about to be ripped off!"

"Hmph, just rip off your ears!"

The old woman didn't give up and snorted angrily.

"Cuilian, I drank it at Lao Wang's house next door!"

When the bad old man saw the angry appearance of the old woman, he immediately coaxed.

With a wry smile on his face, he immediately said it truthfully.

"Lao Wang next door, why do you always go to his house!"

The old woman became even more angry when she heard this, and the hand holding the bad old man's ear pulled hard.

"Oops!"

The bad old man screamed with a headache, which made him wake up from all his drunkenness, and quickly raised his hand and rubbed his ears.

"You old immortal thing, you don't know that the dirty things that Lao Wang did next door are hard to talk about. You still go to fool around with Lao Wang, do you also want to learn from Lao Wang next door, and knock on the widow's door in the middle of the night?"

The old woman gritted her teeth in anger and said with hatred.

"Cuilian, I... I know wrong. It just so happened that he didn't meet the old king next door, so he invited me to drink, didn't he just drink some wine?

The bad old man shook his head, looked twisted, and said in a slur manner.

The old woman listened, rolled her eyes and glared at the old man fiercely.

The bad old man was so frightened that he quickly swallowed back what he was about to say, and instantly made a 180-degree turn, and said with a smile: "Cuilian, don't be angry... You see, with my guts, how dare I knock on the widow's door in the middle of the night, don't I?"

"Huh?"

The old woman's mouth opened slightly, and she let out a long angry snort.

"It's not...!"

The bad old man saw that the old woman was even more angry, and it seemed that he had said the wrong thing again.

Suddenly, he hurriedly changed his words and said, "Cuilian, I have such a good daughter-in-law as you... My ancestors have accumulated virtue... You are my whole life...!"

Listening, the anger on the old woman's face gradually subsided, and then a smile appeared.

Her heart was like honey she had eaten, and she was actually shy.

"I'm saying bad old man, are you telling the truth?"

The old woman gently bumped the bad old man with her shoulder, and asked in a hypocritical whisper.

"Well, of course it's true!"

The bad old man saw that the old woman was not angry, and nodded with a smile.

Immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed the old woman's arm, lowered his head and leaned into the old woman's ear: "Cuilian, I haven't hugged you for a long time, I must hug you well tonight!"

"Don't you hug me every night?

The old woman looked ashamed, trembled her lips, and said shyly.

"It's just... That one... Hugs!"

The bad old man said with a wicked smile, and leaned back behind the old woman as he spoke.

"You old immortal, what do you think about every day? Your precious daughter was almost cut off...!"

The old woman turned her body violently and gritted her teeth with hatred.

As soon as these words came out, the bad old man was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and he lost his voice in surprise: "What?"

"I was almost cut off!"

The old woman accentuated her tone and said sharply.

"Who? who would dare to intercept my daughter, I... I'm going to kill him!"

The bad old man was immediately furious, and rushed towards the house with his legs.

When the old woman saw that the bad old man didn't ask to understand, she rushed into the house to get a bow and arrows, obviously to take revenge!

Suddenly, she hurriedly chased after her and blocked the door: "Old immortal, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to save my daughter!"

The bad old man took off his bow and arrows, raised his eyebrows, and was about to rush out.

"You go save a fart, Qing'er is fine, she is in the east wing!"

The old woman glared at the old man hatefully and said indifferently.

"Cuilian, what you said is true?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and asked in a daze.

"Of course it's true, the person who saved Qing'er is also in the East Wing, just waiting for you to come back and eat together. It's good that you're drinking with the old king next door, what will you do with this benefactor later?"

The old woman didn't have a good look at the bad old man, and she wanted to pinch people.

"Huh?"

The old man looked stunned, blinked a few times, and then turned and hung his bow back on the wall.

"Cuilian, tell me what's going on?"

When he turned around, the bad old man couldn't help but ask with a puzzled face.

"Then I'll make a long story short, Qing'er said that on the main street, she met a few soldiers, and those soldiers played hooligans and wanted her to accompany her, but I didn't expect... Later, Qing'er brought it home. ”

The old woman picked up the key points and stated them briefly.

"That boy is still a general?"

The bad old man's face was full of shock, and his heart was terrified.

"Yes!"

The old woman nodded solemnly.

"Isn't that right?"

Suddenly, the bad old man shook his head, and a hint of doubt flashed in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the dignified face of the bad old man, the old woman's heart sank in vain, and she hurriedly asked.

"If that's the case, I... How do I feel like a trap?"

The bad old man voiced the suspicions in his heart.

"Trap?"

The old woman frowned, puzzled.

"Cuilian, what do you think! That young man in white is a general, if he can't say it, he sent someone to forcibly kidnap Qing'er and let Qing'er sleep with him!"

The old man said.

"Sleep... Sleep on your head, are you full of feces in your brain? It seems that you really have a fight with the old king next door, so you will go and sleep with the old king next door tonight!"

The old woman heard the anger in her head, and pointed at the bad old man and scolded her.

After scolding, he turned around and walked directly towards the east wing without looking back.

Seeing the old woman leave angrily, the old man looked confused and muttered to himself: "Why do I have feces in my brain? Why did you get involved with me and the old king next door again... And let me sleep with the old king next door, how can two big men sleep?"

"Hey...!"

The bad old man sighed, shook his head helplessly, and secretly smiled bitterly: "This Cuilian... What a temper!"

Sighing, he slowly raised his steps and walked towards the east wing.