And the old couple love their daughters very much, and the family is excellent, so it is up to her.

In this way, picking and choosing all the way, Mrs. Fan dragged it to the age of twenty-seven or eighteen. You must know that in those days, if a woman hadn't found her in-laws at the age of twenty-seven or eighteen, she was a standard old girl. Inevitably, you will be poked in the back by someone.

Although, on the surface, Mrs. Fan can still maintain a high-minded and arrogant and cold appearance, in fact, in her heart, she can't help but be a little anxious.

Especially when I see other young couples, sweet and sweet, grinding their ears and temples, inadvertently, my heart will be like a kitten scratching, itchy, sour, very uncomfortable.

And at this moment, it happened that in one of the grain stores of his house, a young porter, twenty-five years old, tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, clean and handsome, suddenly came.

Although the family conditions are not good, he wears the most inferior coarse cloth clothes, but it does not affect the youthful atmosphere exuded by his body that is full of hormones.

Once, Mrs. Fan went to the grain store for the old couple to take inventory, she remembered very clearly, that day the wind was beautiful, the sun was shining, she deliberately wore a white dress, the smart figure was noble and holy, like the lotus in the pond out of the mud without staining, so that people could not bear to blaspheme half a point.

After the inventory, inadvertently, Mrs. Fan suddenly heard that a stray female cat came to the back alley, and gave birth to a litter of kittens in the dilapidated cardboard box in the past few days.

As soon as she heard this, Mrs. Fan was moved, and after deliberately getting rid of the maid who was following, she quietly walked into the remote and dark alley behind her.

The walls on both sides were so high that they blocked most of the light, and the sunlight did not penetrate at all, so it was dark and damp, and there was a musty smell.

The cold wind blew, hitting the person's body eeriely, and even the goosebumps couldn't help but rise layer after layer.

Subconsciously, Mrs. Fan raised her hand, tightened the clothes on her body, raised her head, looked around several times with a vigilant gaze. However, in the end, she was usually arrogant, she was not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, and after a while, she calmed down.

Immediately, he raised his legs and walked towards the depths of the alley.

"Stop!"

Who knows, at this moment, without any warning, a low soft cheer suddenly came from behind him. The male voice is majestic, revealing an indescribable steadfastness.

Suddenly, Mrs. Fan trembled, and stopped suddenly, not knowing whether it was a good person or an outsider behind her, her whole body was tense, and she didn't dare to turn back rashly, and she didn't even dare to move more.

For a while, the atmosphere became extremely depressed.

Who knew that the next moment, the man behind him actually moved, taking a steady step, step by step, from far to near, slowly walking towards her.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fan tensed her nerves, her heartbeat accelerated, and she became even more nervous.

Soon, the man came up behind her and stood still. Immediately, a strong hormonal breath, mixed with the smell of sweat, couldn't stop drilling into her nose.

For no reason, her heart beat faster and beat hard.

The next moment, the man leaned forward, his hot and burly chest, as if there was nothing, clinging to her tight back. With a gentle movement, little by little, he tied his coat around her waist.

At the same time, with a low voice, leaning into her ear, he whispered and explained: "Your skirt is dirty, it's not good for others to see it." First cover it with my coat in case of emergency, and then let's do it! ”

As the words fell, the man quickly retreated, and after widening the distance between him and her, he didn't say more, stretched out his hand, picked up a basket stacked on the wall, and then strode away directly.

At this time, Mrs. Fan slowly turned around and looked at the man's burly figure steadily, which was getting longer and longer in the afterglow of the setting sun, and some of the softest places in her heart were immediately touched fiercely.

Then she untied the coat that was tied around her waist, and as she pulled up the corners of her white skirt, she turned around with difficulty and looked behind her.

When she suddenly saw the dazzling blush blooming on the white skirt, for no reason, Mrs. Fan's cheeks turned red and she was shy.

It turned out that she came to menstrual without knowing it, and it was directly dyed on her skirt.

Unconsciously, I almost lost face, but fortunately, I suddenly met this considerate man and carefully cared for her unknown embarrassment.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Fan's cheeks became even redder and hotter.

A heart that was deliberately sealed by her and has not made any waves for more than 20 years, at this moment, Hongluan's heart is finally moved.

Under Mrs. Fan's deliberate understanding, she soon knew the true identity of this man. It is the new porter in his own grain store, his family is not good, he doesn't talk much, and he is especially able to bear hardships and stand hard work.

And to Mrs. Fan's extreme shock, what she couldn't accept was that this man was actually married. His wife is an ordinary, authentic peasant girl who has never gone to school. absolutely

The health is not good, and the medicine is taken all the year round, so that the already relatively poor life is even more stretched.

That's why men work so hard, never shouting tired, and rushing to do dirty work, in order to maintain the family's daily expenses and his wife's medical expenses.

After a short period of depression, Mrs. Fan only thought about it slightly, and then didn't care at all. What if you have a family and a wife, with her conditions and abilities, are you still afraid that you won't be able to grab a man?

After making up her mind, Mrs. Fan couldn't hold back her temperament and immediately took action.

Since the man's family conditions are not good and his life is poor, then she will do what she likes and spend a lot of money on it, and she doesn't believe that any man can stand the temptation of money.

But who knows, when Mrs. Fan was high-spirited, thinking that she was nine out of ten, she accidentally touched the ash of her nose, and even could be described as gray-headed.

Because no matter how she showed affection, deliberately approached, and hinted openly and secretly that the man could give him a large sum of money, support him to start a business, and do a big business, the man was unmoved. There was not even a trace of greed in those thick and clear eyes.

Even, clean and pure is distressing.

And the more he is like this, the more it arouses Mrs. Fan's competitive spirit. You must know that from childhood to adulthood, she has been to get the wind and the rain, when has she been so frustrated.

Originally, I thought that men were just kind-hearted and couldn't bear to abandon their sick and bad wives. That's why I'm unmoved by all the goodwill I have.

However, as Mrs. Fan snooped and tracked more deeply in the dark, she found that this was not the case at all, and all kinds of things deviated greatly from her previous assumptions.

The man's sick wife was very thin, and the wide coarse cloth clothes were draped over her small body, which was out of place, and it was as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

The small melon seed face, the facial features are very delicate, the skin is very white, and there is a sickly feeling, which looks delicate and soft.

To say, such a look, coupled with a dead air emanating from the bones, has nothing to do with beauty at all.

However, every time the man looked at her, the doting and pity floating in those deep eyes were so clear that he couldn't fake it at all.

Affectionate and careful.

Once, the woman just casually said that she wanted to eat a roasted sweet potato, and the man immediately got to heart.

But that day, near evening, a cart of grain suddenly came, and it was almost piled up into a hill. Everyone was busy and unloaded until late.

When the work was done, it was dark. The man leaned limply against the wall, panting heavily, exhausted, and his vest soaked with sweat.

But even so, the man still did not forget the woman's wish, and after slowing down for two minutes, he dragged his dilapidated 28 bicycle, threw his long legs, and after sitting firmly, he kicked hard and began to walk the streets and alleys, looking for a vendor selling roasted sweet potatoes for the woman.

In the end, the emperor lived up to his wishes and really let him find it.

In order not to let the roasted sweet potatoes get cold, the man carefully covered the roasted sweet potatoes close to his chest, regardless of the heat, and escorted them all the way home.

When the man saw the woman and took out the roasted sweet potato as if offering a treasure, it was still hot. But the man's chest was burned red, even on his dark skin, it was so obvious.

However, the man didn't care at all, looking at the woman's action of sending the roasted sweet potato to his mouth, he showed a sincere smile with satisfaction, and the doting look in his eyes was bright, and there was no cover-up.

What the man didn't notice at all was that in the dark shadows outside the door, there were a pair of gloomy eyes, mixed with the fire of jealousy, scarlet, and for a moment, staring at the husband and wife inside the door.

The person who exuded a vicious gaze was none other than Mrs. Fan Lai, who was haunting men like a ghost.

Looking at this scene, she clenched her hands into fists, and the knuckles of her pinched bones creaked. His expression was gloomy, and the murderous aura in his eyes was rolling and tumbling.

She's jealous, very jealous, jealous, not good.

That woman is sick and crooked, ordinary, as a woman, whether it is her family background or her body appearance, there is nothing outstanding at all, and it is worth giving up.

But on the contrary, the man is dead set on her, like the most precious treasure in the world, holding it in the palm of his hand and caring for it.

How can she, why? Why? For men, she is just a burden, a drag.

No way! She must snatch the man.

Under the sea of vinegar, Mrs. Fan was tormented, and finally, she didn't want to wait any longer, and decided to go sideways, since it didn't work for men, she decided to start from the woman's side, and directly draw salary from the bottom of the kettle, completely and forever.