Ma Yunyao collected her tears and thought, what should a martyr woman do at this time? She went to flip through the books, only to find that it was a serious matter for a woman to be peeked at. www.biquge.info In ancient times, some women cut off their hands because they were seen by strange men. Some women scratch their faces when they are seen. There are also those who jump into the river, and there are those who cantilever beams. Ma Yunyao is not uncommon with any chastity archway, but he doesn't want to be ridiculed, so he decided to perform a play, so he found a rope and shouted while putting it on the beam: I don't want to live, I don't want to live......

The pillar could finally think again, and Ma Yunyao's white body appeared in front of him again last night. He really went to repair the room, but he unexpectedly saw Ma Yunyao who was wearing wide clothes, and then he was stunned there.

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Mama Lu carefully washed his forehead with a rag, and at the same time worried: "Since last night, I haven't said a word, will this baby be beaten stupid." ”

Uncle Zhang walked in again, put his hands behind his back and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"I ate something, but I didn't speak, would I be stupid?"

"The baby is also pitiful, and he doesn't have a mother, and at such an age, it's no wonder that he is at such an age. But isn't it good to take a peek at which one? I had to peek at Miss. Hey......"

"I don't know what the second master will do. Hey, it's a fight, forget it. Lu's mother said.

Zhu's mind was confused, and he thought for a moment, "What will you do with me?" You won't kick me out of Ma's house. What about the father? If my father finds out, he'll beat me to death. How did I become such a person? ”

After a while, he thought: "Miss's body is very white, and it is worth it to be killed." So, my mind was full of pictures of the young lady taking a bath.

"Miss hanged!" , Zhang's mother shouted in horror from the yard. Mother Lu and Uncle Zhang ran out of the firewood room in a panic.

The pillar looked up in horror, struggling to break free of the ropes. There was a sharp pain in his body, first in his arms, then in his chest, and in his thighs. Blood appeared to be running down his neck and forehead again.

I don't know how long it took, but the door of the firewood room was kicked open. Ma Yunming rushed up with a wooden stick: "You brute, you call you to bully my sister." He slammed it at the pillar. The stick struck the flesh with a thumping sound.

Ma Yunming saw that the pillar lifted a bloody face, and his eyes seemed to be painful, remorseful, apologetic, begging, and confused.

After all, the day is different from the night. Last night, when Ma Yunming vented his anger to the fullest, he only felt the rise and fall of the stick. The pillar in the night said to him that it was only nothingness, a direction of punishment. But now, when he saw the once familiar and honest face drenched in blood, and saw his godless eyes and a bleak look that seemed to cry and laugh, he couldn't help but feel a little unbearable and a little panicked. He was amazed at his own cruelty, how he could beat a person, a familiar person, like this. He was a little worried, worried that this man would die in front of him like this.

Ma Yunming threw down the stick and walked out of the firewood room.

Seeing the angry Ma Yunming, the pillar suddenly had an ominous feeling: "Will Miss die?" If that's the case, then he's really dead. He really couldn't understand why he went to peek at the young lady taking a shower last night. He shouldn't have looked. Master Ma has the grace of protection for their father and son. The young master and young lady also sent him to the school. What a brute to do such a thing. ”

When Ma Yunming beat him with a stick, he actually had some happy feelings, he hoped that dying like this might atone for his sins, in exchange for the forgiveness of the Ma family, and in exchange for his father's forgiveness.

But he didn't die, he wanted to bite off his tongue, but found that he didn't have the slightest strength. He drooped his head and watched as the drops of blood fell from his forehead, from his face to his feet, and hit the dust, stirring up a little haze, and then printing a few bits of red, like a withering blood plum.

Lu Ma flashed in and looked at the pillar in a panic. Seeing that the pillar was still slightly open, she let go of her hanging heart.

"If you play like this, you will be killed sooner or later." Lu's mother burst into tears again.

"You doll, you are also a creator. Miss is so kind to you, and she calls you to go to school, how can you do such a thing? Such a beautiful female doll, if she dies, how can she be worthy of the master? Don't say it, the lord is so good to you! ”

Lu's mother's chatter, the pillar could be heard intermittently, he wanted to ask Miss, but he couldn't speak, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a wooden plank with thick gauze wrapped around his body and head.

Lu's mother hurriedly brought a bowl of porridge to feed him.

"The young master asked someone to put you down, and asked someone to treat your injuries. The young master is a good person, don't hate him, you bullied his sister, and he beat you ruthlessly. The doctor saw it and said that your body is strong, but it is only a skin injury, and you should not die. ”

The porridge slipped from the mouth of the pillar, and Lu's mother hurriedly wiped it with her hands.

"You have to thank the young master. The second old man originally said that you peeked at the young lady taking a bath, polluted people's chastity, and risked people's lives, so he wanted to send you to the township office to punish the crime and get you to sink the pond. But the young master refused, saying that since the young lady was not dead, there was no need to kill anyone. Everything will have to wait for the master and Master Cha to come back. Fortunately, the young lady is fine, and the young master is willing to help you speak......"

In Lu's mother's whispered narration, the pillar fell asleep again.

I don't know how long later, in the drowsiness, he felt that his whole body was hot, and his body seemed to fall apart. A great beast pursued him, tearing off the flesh from his body little by little, but he spewed fire out of his mouth.

I don't know how long it took, but in the haze, he seemed to hear the old man's voice. I saw the old man gently touching his head with his hand. It seems that Mama Lu is crying, and Uncle Zhang is also crying.

"Isn't Miss Mo dead?" He thought, followed by a groggy start.