"There is no wind in the west. Leave half of the fan, or it will be too stuffy. Shut the door when you go out. He sat back down at the desk.

The little guy did so one by one and stepped back. Why leave half a window, because since someone is watching, there will always be a way to see him, rather than not knowing where the other party will peek at him, it is better to leave a window for himself, and he can also calculate a good angle, so that what the little guy sees becomes a testimony in his favor.

After the little servant went out, he sat down for about a cup of tea, then unbuttoned it, took out the two quilts hidden in the robe, squatted down and tied them to the chair, and put his coat on the quilt. He slumped to the west window, and saw the little man sitting on one side boiling water. He went out of the window, and when he looked through the window, he could only see half of the figure, and the shirt on the beaten looked like he was still sitting in front of the desk.

He sneaked back to his yard, saw that there was no one around, picked up the cuckoo's body and ran out. He had already calculated the routes, and he had taken places that few people usually passed. When I came to the backyard, sure enough, the little guy who cleaned the backyard had already left. He went to a tree, let the cuckoo hold the whip, and then wrapped it around her neck, and then wrapped the end around the branch, creating the illusion that she had an accident while practicing martial arts. If this kind of accident would not happen in normal times, but now that the cuckoo is pregnant, the pregnancy reaction is very serious, so it can barely be said.

Then he went back to his room and smashed the vase on his leg, which instantly shattered into pieces. He took another piece of shard, made a cut in his leg, smeared it with a grass he had picked on an island, and wrapped it in a clean white cloth. After sweeping the broken porcelain pieces to the side, he slipped back to his study.

Putting on his coat and putting away the beater, he sat back down at the desk. After thinking back on the process just now, there should be no flaws, and I can relax for the time being. He wore two almost identical coats, and on the way back to the study, his speed was affected by a leg and foot injury, and he could explain the past if he met someone along the way. It was found that it was photographed and placed in the study, and it can be said that it wants to dry the book, and it is harmless.

He began to deal with affairs wholeheartedly, as if nothing had happened, waiting for someone to tell him about the cuckoo's death, he improvised and acted as a good husband who had a deep affection for his wife.

He took the initiative to admit his mistake to the owner of Liu Zhuang, saying that he had killed the cuckoo, and he was advancing by retreating. Because when he arrived in the backyard, the cuckoo's body had already been moved, and if he came up and said that it was an accident, it would arouse suspicion, so it was better to take the blame on himself, and the quarrel between husband and wife was not a big deal, even if the old man was angry, he couldn't do anything with him.

Sure enough, the old man was not so easy to deal with, and he sent a doctor over, called concern, but it was really a temptation. The kind of grass he smeared could make the wound fester, and it would be more serious to say that it was last night's injury. In addition, he also asked the doctor to help him with some medicine for the wound he scratched that day, as evidence of the cuckoo's short temper.

This series of operations can be regarded as seamless, but there are still two doubts, one is the stiffness of the cuckoo's corpse, he has been wrapped in the quilt of the cuckoo's corpse, and the charcoal basin is also very hot, which is used to confuse judgment. There is no pretense in Shuiyue Villa, there is only one doctor, and it should not be inspected. The only flaw in this way was the color of the marks on the cuckoo's neck, which he couldn't erase, and he didn't explain, he just didn't know.

The best way to deceive others is to deceive himself, he recalled the whole process again, and after making sure that there were no flaws, he forgot all about it and fully invested in the state to play this scene, this made up lie is the truth. When this matter is over, he will have to find a way to deal with the old man. However, he still couldn't figure out when the cuckoo was suspicious of him, and he thought there was nothing wrong with him.

At midnight, Fan Mingen guarded the mourning hall alone.

"Ming'en, don't be too sad, eat something." The magpie held white porridge and side dishes and comforted him on the side. In her opinion, even if Ming'en doesn't love Cuckoo, but Cuckoo is pregnant with his child, he will be sad.

"How do you tell me to eat?" Fan Mingen hugged his head in pain and said, "I killed the cuckoo, I killed her!" It's all my fault, it's me who was careless, it's me who can't control my feelings, so that she finds out about our relationship, so she will quarrel with me, and she won't be able to think about it! ”

The magpie grabbed his hand and helped him slowly put it down: "Ming'en, it's not your fault, the cuckoo's death was an accident, the doctor said that she suddenly felt unwell when she practiced martial arts, and she didn't control the strength of the whip, which caused the whip to wrap around her neck, and it happened to be wrapped around the branches, and it happened that there was no one in the backyard at that time, so she was strangled to death." ”

"What kind of martial arts does she practice with a big belly alone, if it weren't for me, how could she go to the backyard to practice martial arts alone, how could this accident happen, in the final analysis, it's still my fault!" Speaking of this, Fan Mingen couldn't cry anymore.

The magpie thought of the cuckoo holding her and weeping bitterly the morning of the wedding, and he had fully believed his words. The cuckoo loves him, and when he is stimulated like this one after another, he will indeed make some crazy moves.

"No, Ming'eun, it's not your fault, it's mine! If I hadn't seduced you before you got married, what happened later wouldn't have happened, it's my fault, it's my fault! The magpie knelt on the ground and hugged him tightly.

"Magpie, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault! I really like you, I accidentally drank too much and did something I shouldn't have done, so I had to marry Cuckoo. Even if you don't, one day I won't be able to control myself coming to you. ”

The magpie chuckled in her heart, she suddenly thought that he also drank a lot of wine that night when he got married, and when the cuckoo looked for her the next day, he hesitated for a while before saying that he still had his former childhood sweetheart in his heart, could it be that the cuckoo knew that it was her, but he chose not to pierce this layer of window paper, but also to not embarrass himself.

She looked at him and said, "Mingen, early in the morning of the second day of your marriage, the cuckoo came to me, hugged me and cried for a long time, saying that you have someone else in your heart, should you drink too much, and revealed our affairs." ”

Fan Mingen's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he returned to a sad look. No wonder, he thought there was no flaw anywhere, and it turned out that the problem had arisen that night. That day, he was wearing a wedding dress and a cuckoo chapel, but all he thought about was the yellow warbler, and he drank too much when he was sad. That night, he had a dream, dreaming that he and Huang Ying were married, and the cave room was spent on candle nights, turning clouds and rain. It turned out that it was not a dream, it was he who took the cuckoo for a yellow warbler, so the cuckoo began to be suspicious of him.

"I don't remember, but with her temperament, if she knew, she would have had trouble with me a long time ago. Maybe it was because I drank too much that day, went back to the room and went to sleep, snubbed her, and made her feel guilty. Seeing that the magpie was silent, he said, "In short, all the mistakes are my fault, and they have nothing to do with you, so don't blame yourself." ”

"Good. But Ming'en, the cuckoo is gone, no matter how sad you are, it won't help, let's eat something first. Dad is also so sad that he refuses to eat and doesn't care, I don't understand anything, and this family still depends on you to support it. I will depend on you for the days to come. ”

Fan Mingen took her hand: "Magpie, if one day, Huang Ying comes back, I will take you out and travel all over the world." ”

"Magpie, come here!" Master Liu Zhuang stood at the door of the mourning hall, his face expressionless.

The magpie's heart trembled, retracted his hand, and followed his father to the flower hall with trepidation. After closing the door, Liu Zhuang said sharply: "Kneel!" ”

The magpie was stunned for a moment, then obediently knelt down.

"Say!" Lord Liu stared at her angrily.

"Dad, what do you want me to say?" She was empty-hearted.

"Tell me everything you're hiding from me!"

"I ...... I don't have anything to hide from ......."

"The cuckoo has died tragically, how long will you hide it from me? What's going on with you and Fan Mingen! ”

"Dad, it's all my fault!" The magpie's face turned white, and she sobbed and told everything as it was, including her belief that Huang Ying's departure was because of her and Du Juan's targeting, including the personal relationship between her and Fan Mingen. It's just that she didn't know that her words happened to clear Fan Mingen's suspicions, and they just coincided with Fan Mingen's saying that the cuckoo lost his temper because he suspected that they were having an affair. She even told the private relationship between the two people, and the owner of Liu Zhuang naturally would not suspect that she was cheating.

"You...... You ......" Lord Liu Zhuang was so angry that he took two steps back, pointed at her and said angrily, "You are really shameless!" How could I have given birth to a daughter like you! If you're outside, you're going to dip into the pig cage! ”

"Dad, it's all my fault! You can punish me however you want, don't blame Ming'en, I seduced him! ”

"Smack-" The tea set on the table was scattered all over the ground.

"You go to the ancestral hall for me to kneel!"

"Yes!"

"Stop! Kneel here, don't defile the eyes of your ancestors! Master Liu Zhuang brushed his sleeves and left.

"Yes!" The magpie knelt down again with tears in his eyes.

His daughters, all of them like this, what kind of iniquity has they created? He thought that the cuckoo was bold enough to get pregnant before marriage, and he didn't want the magpie to openly seduce his brother-in-law. Could it be that the sky is going to die in Shuiyue Villa, is it really as Huang Ying said, Shuiyue Villa should be born. Thinking of Huang Ying, Liu Zhuang was even more emotional, only this daughter was his pride.

"Magpie, be careful!" Fan Mingen helped her up and sat down on the side. It was already early in the morning, and she had been kneeling for nearly three hours, and her legs and feet had become numb to the point of losing consciousness.

Fan Mingen rolled up her trouser legs, helped her knees rub the plaster, and gently wrapped them in a white cloth. Then he picked up the white porridge he brought and fed her bite by bite. Because of the cuckoo's death, the owner of Liu Zhuang instructed the village to eat coarse tea and light rice for three days, pray for the cuckoo's blessing, and in the morning there was only white porridge, capers and pickles.

"Can you move around?"

The magpie stood up and took a step before it slumped down. Fan Mingen picked her up directly and sent her back to her room to lie down. Now that the old man already knew, he didn't hide it.

Du Juan's funeral was handled by Fan Mingen and Steward Liu, and the owner of Liu Zhuang only said one sentence, to let the second lady walk decently, and not let her and the little young master suffer under Jiuquan. Therefore, it is ironic that the scale of this white affair is even larger than the previous marriage.

After the death of the cuckoo, the owner of Liu Zhuang rarely went out of the door, and the affairs in Shuiyue Villa were still taken care of by Fan Mingen. Fan Mingen is also serious, because he already regards Shuiyue Villa as something in his bag, so he naturally has to treat it carefully. At the same time, he did not forget to take care of the magpie, and went to see her every day, which naturally caused some gossip, and he did not take it to heart.

"How?" Fan Mingen helped her walk a few steps.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's completely fine."

"Then you can go see Daddy."

"What's wrong with Daddy?"

"After the cuckoo died, he didn't eat or drink, and I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it. You go and see him and bring him something to eat. ”

The magpie looked at him aggrievedly and did not speak.

"Good!" Fan Mingen stroked her head and said patiently, "Dad, he hates me for occupying his two daughters and doesn't want to see me." After all, you are his own child, how can father and daughter have an overnight feud, and now only you can comfort him. ”

"But ......"

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you prepare the meal, and then send you to Dad's door, I'll wait for you outside, okay?"

"Hmm!" The magpie nodded in agreement.

"Third Miss, Third Miss, it's a big deal! The owner of the farm...... He's had a stroke! ”

Three days later, in the early morning, the magpie was woken up by the sound of a maid.