I just moved to a new house, a new shop, and I was tired and tired after a busy day. After dinner, Wange couldn't hold back and went to sleep.

Song Jiu is okay, in the past, it was common to hunt for two days and two nights without sleeping, and he didn't feel anything.

After lighting the oil lamp to sort things out, Song Jiu took a cold shower and went to sleep.

I have hardly stopped for a busy day, and when I lie in bed at this time, I feel that the whole person is a lot more relaxed and comfortable.

I closed my eyes and was about to fall asleep when I suddenly heard a knock outside, like someone knocking on the door.

Who's going to knock on the door so late?

When you are disturbed and dozed off, no matter how good-tempered you are, you will get angry.

Song Jiu turned over and pretended not to hear.

Besides, the shop has been unoccupied and idle. Just today, they moved in, and they haven't opened yet, so they act as if there's no one inside.

The people outside seemed to be sure that there was someone in the house, and the knocking on the door kept knocking, and it was annoying to hear.

"Xianggong, is there someone knocking on the door outside?" Wan Ge's eyes opened slightly, and she asked in a daze.

"You sleep, I'll go out and have a look." Song Yu appeased him, and when he saw that he fell asleep again, he got up with a black face and went out in his coat.

He wanted to see who was so idle that he didn't come during the day, but came to knock at the door at night.

The further you go, the louder the knock on the door becomes, and it seems very abrupt in the silence of the night.

"Who, knocking on the door at night, let people sleep." Song Jiu roared unhappily, irritably pulled the deadbolt and opened the door.

The person outside the door was wrapped in a black veil on his face, wearing a dark brown Luo skirt, and his eyes were full of joy when he saw Song Jiu open the door.

"Brother Song."

Listening to this voice, Song Jiu, who was already woken up and a little irritable, became even more irritable.

"What are you doing?" Song Ji asked in a rough voice and in an unkind tone.

She should be glad that she didn't meet herself who had gone back for two or three years, otherwise she might be lying on the ground now.

Don't say anything, the elderly, women and children don't touch it. He has seen how women are ruthless, and they are not inferior to men. And children, don't look naïve on the outside, it really pits you, you don't know how you got up.

Never underestimate anyone, even if this person is going to die, you can't underestimate it, this is their magic weapon to survive.

"Brother Song, please help me." Yang Qian pounced and knelt in front of Song Jiu, her voice choked and pleaded.

"You've found the wrong person, there's nothing I can do to help you." Song Jiu's face did not change, and he looked at her indifferently.

He didn't even want to see her, and he didn't bother to say a word to anyone, let alone help.

Yang Qian saw Song Jiu's indifferent expression, raised her hand and was about to close the door, so she was so anxious that she pounced on it and grabbed the corner of the person's clothes.

"Brother Song, except for you, no one will be willing to help me. They'll just make trouble for me, and if I laugh at me, I can only beg you. ”

Yang Qian cried and said how miserable she was these days, first the thieves in the house, and then those people in the village blocked her door inexplicably. She didn't dare to go out during the day, so she had to stay up and wait for the middle of the night, when those people were asleep, and they could sneak out of the back door to ask Song Jiu for help.

Speaking of the miserable place, the tears that can't stop flowing, very pitiful.

"Brother Song, as long as you are willing to help me, let me do anything." Yang Qian wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, peeked at Song Jiu with a slight sideways eye, and saw that he was indifferent, so she continued to cry and said, "You don't know how hot and cold I have been these days. If you don't help me, I can't think of anyone who will help me. I can't stand it anymore, I can't go on. ”

After speaking, Yang Qian hid her face and couldn't stop crying, that look was really Chu Chu and weak, which made people feel distressed and pity.

Of course, in front of Song Jiu, these tricks are useless.

"You did it all on your own." Song Yu looked coldly at the half-acting, half-true person: "Why those people blocked your door, you should know better than anyone else in your heart."

Do you think that if you don't say it, you don't know? When he's a fool to play.

Song Yu sneered: "If you have the ability to hook up with a married man, you should think that one day you will be approached by a wife." If I were you, I would have hid at home and waited for the wind to calm down, instead of thinking about making waves. ”

The cloth covering and shame was ruthlessly torn apart, and Yang Qian's face changed slightly, but she calmed down in a moment.

"It's clear that those men can't control themselves, what reason do they have to come to me for trouble."

Once she was not voluntary, after Zhang Jiasan, she also wanted to live a good life, but those people forced her, and it was the difficult reality that made her go further and further on this road.

Besides, everyone is just taking what they need, giving what they need, and what they want in exchange.

Since everyone is voluntary, what's wrong with doing it yourself?

What's more, she didn't pestering those people with a dead face, it was they themselves who couldn't help but lure them to come to the door, who to blame? My family can't control it, so why should I trouble her.

Song Yu looked at the indignant Yang Qian: "Since you think so, then come to me to help what to do."

What can he help, even if he can, he can't be stupid enough to help Yang Qian and make himself smelly.

Yang Qian stood up when she heard this: "Speaking of which, Brother Song just doesn't want to help me."

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I really don't want to help." Song Jiu was a little impatient: "You said that you are not wrong, that is, those people are unreasonable." In that case, you can go to the yamen and sue them. It's much more useful than begging me. ”

I believe that as long as the people from the government make a move, those people in the village will not dare to trouble Yang Qian in their lives, which is more useful than ten.

came up with a well-intentioned idea, but Yang Qian's face turned blue and white for a while when she heard this, and she said indignantly: "It's okay if Brother Song doesn't want to help, why is he so humiliating."

"......" Song Jiu gave people a roll of his eyes: "Come on, it's getting dark, I'm going to close the door and go to sleep."

"Brother Song, if you don't help me, I really can't get by." Yang Qian was still a little unwilling, and stretched out her hand to block the middle of the door, not letting him close it.

"What does it have to do with me if you can't get by, that's your own business." Song Jiu was too lazy to deal with it, and withdrew the person, Yang Qian stumbled and fell to the ground, watching Song Jiu ruthlessly close the door.

"Brother Song, Brother Song......" Yang Qian got up from the ground and ran forward, slapping the door panel vigorously, making a lot of noise.

Creak!

Finally, the closed door opened under her expectant gaze

"Song Da...... Evening song! The happy smile on Yang Qian's face gradually faded with the person who appeared in front of her.

Wan Ge looked coldly at the entangled Yang Qian: "Are you disappointed to see me?"

"Indeed." Yang Qian didn't hide her thoughts, and she had already revealed her thoughts the last time they met. There is no point in covering it up in front of people.

"If I were you, I would have walked away now, instead of stalking here." Wan Ge leaned against the door frame next to him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said sarcastically: "You don't want to remember that after being famous in the village, you are famous in the town again!" For example, what hooked up with a married man was rejected, and the dead skin was entangled. ”

If Yang Qian doesn't care, the storage of the evening song will make her famous.

Fame is such a thing, how can a woman not care about it.

Even if Yang Qian stinks so much that it can't stink anymore, it's only in the village. If it's spread all over the town, it's probably shameless to stay here.

Yang Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and her hanging hands clenched into fists, without making a sound.

"We're going to rest, and we're going to close the door when there's nothing to do." Wange yawned and didn't want to talk to her anymore.

straightened up and closed the door in front of Yang Qian, but this time Yang Qian stood in place and did not try to stop him. Just looked deeply at the closed door, jealousy and resentment flowed in his eyes.

After a long time, Yang Qian turned around and left.

"Look at you, people are looking for you." The evening song rubbed her sour eyes, if it weren't for Yang Qian banging on the door and shouting, she wouldn't have gotten up.

"......," the very innocent Song Jiu shook his head, hugged the person back, and went back to sleep.

At night, the sky is bright and moonlit, which seems to indicate that Ming'er should be a sunny day again.

Knock knock!!

There was a knock on the door, and there was a hurry.

Yang Qian came back late, and she slept soundly at this time. Suddenly being woken up, not to mention how bad it is.

"Who!" Yang Qian got up scolding: "It's coming, don't knock." Yang Qian took her coat and put it on, and went to open the door with her hair scattered.

"Early in the morning, who!"

As soon as the door opened, a kitchen knife was across Yang Qian's neck, and Wang Guixiang looked at her coldly.

After not seeing her for a few days, Wang Guixiang's face looked very bad, her cheeks were sunken, her face was sallow, and her eyes were blank. The whole person is so haggard that he has to fight with his current self.

Feeling the cold kitchen knife on her neck, her face turned pale, and she trembled to calm down, what is there to discuss, why use the knife.

It's a hand shaking, and that's no joke.

"Now that I know I'm afraid, isn't it quite arrogant and quite scolding? Fierce up, let me see how capable you little slut is. Wang Guixiang glared, and the kitchen knife in his hand approached, forcing people to enter the house.

"Sister, let's have something to say, why don't we use the knife." Yang Qian's voice trembled slightly, trying to persuade her to put down the kitchen knife and have a good talk.

Wang Guixiang didn't hear it, and said to herself: "It's because of you, a little slut, the old Liu family doesn't care about it, and you wander outside every day." My mother-in-law even raised her eyebrows coldly at me, pointing at Huai and scolding Sang, even the little girl also made a face to me. It's all because of you, and if it weren't for you, I'd be doing well. Wang Guixiang roared angrily, and the hand holding the kitchen knife trembled, shaking Yang Qian's heart to beat wildly, for fear that if her hand shook, she would die.

Looking at Yang Qian's scared appearance, Wang Guixiang didn't know how happy she was.

"Do you think I'm going to kill you?"

"Isn't it?" Yang Qian forced herself to be calm, her eyes kept locking on Wang Guixiang, and she wanted to find a chance to get out.

didn't want Wang Guixiang to smile weirdly at her, so he suddenly withdrew the knife caught in her neck, and slashed and pulled it on his leg, and blood gushed in an instant.

Yang Qian subconsciously stopped, but Wang Guixiang took the opportunity to stuff the kitchen knife into Yang Qian's hand, grinned at people, dragged her injured leg and staggered out, shouting that she had killed someone, killed someone.

Yang Qian stood in place in shock, her mind went blank for a short time, and then she reacted to a knife that was still dripping blood. Seeing that Wang Guixiang, who had run out of the yard, reacted to that he had been calculated, he was so angry that he was busy chasing out.