Zhao Laosan's eyebrows were slightly twisted, and his cheeks, which were as hard as a knife, were full of thick coldness. The guilt in my heart overflowed, and a pair of big hands wrapped around the little lady in my arms like this, and I didn't know what to say. From time to time, I saw the wound on her shoulder, and I wished I could rub the person in my arms into my body and put it on my head, so that I could feel more at ease.

"Is the lady hungry?" After a long time, Zhao Laosan gently spit out words.

Su Mi raised her eyes, her face was still very pale, the man in her eyes was awe-inspiring, dark cheeks, and a heroic spirit that people didn't dare to approach. But she knew that her husband cherished her very much, "Husband, you tied me too tightly, it hurts a little!" ”

"Oh!" The man let go of the little lady in his arms a little sloppily.

After letting go, Su Mi saw that the man's shirt was stained with a lot of blood. She remembered that the man directly picked up the kitchen knife on the cutting board in the stove room, and cut off the head of the official, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Husband, there are blood stains on the placket of your clothes!"

Zhao Laosan followed his little lady's eyelids, and then saw that the placket on his green cloth coat and chest were full of blood stains. The blade of this kitchen knife is still too thick, although his technique is very calm and very neat, but this weapon is not good, the blood stains are splashed, like a dark red cloth, hanging on Zhao Laosan's chest.

"Husband, take it off, I'll wash it!"

The man got up, stood up, and took off the green cloth coat on his body, revealing a wheat-colored and extremely strong upper body, Su Mi looked at his cheeks and was a little embarrassed.

"Can this blood be washed away?" The man took a gray coat again and put it over himself. The man is strong, and he has been doing physical work for a long time, even if it is winter, he is not dressed thickly, and he is still a little hot when he touches his whole body.

"This blood stain is a bit much, soak it in cold water for a day and a night, and then poke it with soaphorn, it can be completely washed away!" Su Mi endured the pain in his shoulder, got up, took the man's faded shirt, stood at the window, reached out and touched the dried blood, which had turned from bright red to dark red.

Zhao Laosan remembered the last time the guards of the fourth prince, Zhao Congye, came to the courtyard to smell the blood stains on Su Mi's clothes in the laundry tub, and killed two people this time, plus a few days ago, he killed four people before and after. If it is a thorough investigation, Zhao Laosan does not dare to guarantee that his identity will not be found.

"Throw it away, this dress is stained with the blood of the official, I feel angry when I think of it, I don't want to see it!" Zhao Laosan glanced at the clothes and reached out to pick them up: "I'll take it to the stove room and burn it directly in the stove!" ”

"That'...... What to do with the two corpses in the stove room? Su Mi felt terrified when she thought about it, this was the first time she had seen her man kill someone.

"Don't worry about it, lady, I'll take care of it!" Zhao Laosan finished speaking, turned around and left the bedroom.

This is also the first time he has killed someone in front of his little lady, and when he thinks about it now, he still feels a little regretful. Carrying a kitchen knife, the knife fell to the ground. You should be stunned, and you should not frighten your own woman.

When I arrived at the stove room, there was already a river of blood in the room, and the corpses of the two officials were still warm. Zhao Laosan threw the gown he was holding on the ground, and moved the bodies of the two officials to the door. Afraid that the blood would still flow out, Zhao Laosan would wrap the corpse in oiled paper, and he was going to touch it in the dark and send it to another place.

After disposing of the corpse, he quickly cleaned up the blood stains in the stove room. First it was rinsed with clean water, then the sand from the vegetable field was used to absorb the water, and finally mugwort leaves and other spices were added together to make incense, which was placed at the door of the stove to smoke.

Originally, there was still a smell of blood in this room, but as soon as the mugwort leaves were smoked, the smell of blood slowly disappeared. Zhao Laosan's nose is very sensitive, if he didn't smell the smell of blood, then Zhao Cong came here, and he couldn't smell it in this room.

After cleaning up, Zhao Laosan was a little relieved. Just as he was about to make a fire, he remembered that the piglet in his house had been killed. In the side room, the piggy lay in the pigsty, with his eyes closed and his big ears shrugged, and the pig's blood stained half of the pigsty red. The blood had not stopped, and it was dripping into the dung pit at the bottom of the pigsty.

With this piglet, Zhao Laosan also breathed a sigh of relief, and after unloading the piglet, he hung the meat in the yard. If someone from the government comes and smells the smell of blood, it can be said that the head of the family killed the pig, and the smell of blood is the smell of pig blood.

The man moves fast, he hasn't used a knife for several years, and he is very familiar with the technique of chopping pork. In this stove room, he remembered the murderous Battle of Black Canyon eight years ago. Every time he unloaded a piece of pork, it was as if he had killed someone.

After cleaning up, I lit the fire and prepared to cook a sip of hot soup for the little lady on my bed. She had a miscarriage half a month ago, and although the man did his best to serve and care for her every day, she was still very weak. Thousands of troops

When the man made a fire, he threw the blood-stained green cloth coat into the stove and burned it. As soon as the gown was touched by the fire, it jumped up with the flames, and the yellow-orange flames, wrapped in the blue gown, were devoured in a moment. Zhao Laosan's narrow black eyes stared at the flames in the stove, devouring the bloody gown, and then the flames licked his tongue again, only to see a wisp of cyan smoke wafting out, and the smell of green cloth burning in the stove room.

The man has always had something on his mind, and the water boiling in this pot has been boiling for a while, but the man is still sitting in front of the stove, and he keeps adding dry wood to the stove. It wasn't until he couldn't smell the burnt green cloth coat anymore in this stove room that he came back to his senses.

The boiling water in this pot is already half dry. Fortunately, he was just going to cook a little sweet wine balls for his little lady, and the water was still enough.

This sweet wine is brewed by Su Mi himself with glutinous rice, and it tastes sweet and glutinous, and the wine taste is not strong, and it tastes very refreshing. The glutinous rice balls at home were pinched by Zhao Laosan when he got up yesterday morning, put them in a dustpan, and brought them to the yard to dry them.

Now, put it in the pot, and when it was almost cooked, Zhao Laosan brought two eggs laid by hens at home, smashed them and put them in the pot, boiled them into poached eggs, and mixed them with this ball.

After cooking, the man was afraid that the balls would not taste sweet, so he added a little brown sugar to them, and then put them in the tray and brought them to the little lady in the bedroom.

When he arrived at the bedroom, Su Mi actually got up and sat on the chair in front of the couch. A black green silk draped out, and this small and white cheek was half covered by the green silk, looming, looking more and more small, even smaller than a slap.

Hearing the sound of the man opening the door, Su Mi raised his eyes, these brown eyes, clear and clear, revealing gentleness and a little grievance, like a gentle light on the calm lake, sprinkled on the surface of the lake.

"Lady first drink hot to warm up!" A gust of wind was blowing outside, and it was extremely cold. I'm afraid that in another ten days and a half months, my hands and feet will be frozen on this day. The man closed the window, took out a thick garment, draped it over her thin shoulders, and pulled the soft green silk out of the garment, and let it spread over her shoulders at will.

This big rough hand trembled when it touched the soft hair. In order to take care of the gentleness of this palm, he is willing to solve one trouble after another.

Then, he sat down in front of Su Mi and handed her a spoon: "Lady, eat something hot, otherwise, you won't be able to eat this lunch later." Zhao Laosan was very worried when he saw that she refused to eat, afraid that she was frightened by the scene of Fang Cai's own killing.

Su Mi really doesn't have much appetite now, and her heart is messy: "Husband, I don't have an appetite, I don't want to eat!" ”

The man sighed and stretched out his hand to take her into his arms: "Was the lady scared by me?" ”

Su Mi was indeed apprehensive, but it wasn't her husband who killed someone, "Husband, in fact, I know that you are a person who practices martial arts, and I can see it when you kill chickens and ducks." It's just that I wasn't sure at that time, and what I was worried about was whether this yamen would find trouble with her husband after this official was killed! ”

She has been going up and down in her heart, not at all steady, very flustered, remembering the last time, she went to the county jail to find her own man, that scene, she felt that if she went to her own man.

The man's heart sank, and the dark eyes softened, and he stretched out his hand to rub her cheek: "It turns out that the lady is afraid of this!" ”

The man has always felt that he is afraid that his little lady will be afraid of himself in the future when he sees him killing, and he will never be close to him again.

"Otherwise, does my husband think I'm afraid of you?" Su Mi stretched out his hand and pinched the man's ear: "Even if my husband is the devil in hell, he is still my husband, so I'm not afraid!" ”

In the past seventeen years, Su Mi has had a hard time, and after the death of her father, she has been making water and fire every day. hot, aggrieved. Since marrying Zhao Laosan, she feels that she is the happiest woman in these ten miles and eight towns. The man is capable and diligent, the key is to be good to her, focus on her in everything, and spoil her like a doll.

No matter what her man is, she is very satisfied.

"Don't worry, lady, I can solve this matter! I recognize this official office and this clothes, they are all some unknown people, not people with status, one or two people have disappeared, and they will feel that they are dispensable in this yamen! After Zhao Laosan finished speaking, he handed the spoon in his hand to Su Mi again.

"Really?" Su Mi tightened the clothes on his body, took the spoon in the man's hand, and stared at his man in disbelief.

Lowered her eyes, the little lady's blue eyes in her eyelids were just like water, the room was a little warmer, her face was also a little bloody, and although the scars on her peach lips were very dazzling, she finally smiled a little.