The wind is blowing, and the cold moon is cold.

Crows swirl in the mountains, and fallen leaves sweep up to the roofs of thatched houses.

"Smack." The man sitting on the greasy bench slapped the good-looking woman in front of him, and her yellow teeth smelled of fish.

The woman's eyes were red, her knees were weak, and her center of gravity was unstable by this slap, and she fell to the ground, "Husband, ......"

"Are you engaging with others outside with Lao Tzu behind your back?" The man stood up suddenly, his shirt stained with blood, his right hand turned the knife on the table, his eyes fell on the corpse that was still warm, and his ugly face was hideous.

The woman's pale lips trembled, and all explanations were in vain.

Fourteen years ago, she eloped with a scholar and ran away from home, but the scholar abandoned her. And she already has the flesh and blood of the scholar in her belly!

In a panic, she broke into this remote mountain village and was arrested by the man in front of her as a daughter-in-law, even if she was pregnant, the other party couldn't let her go.

The eldest lady, who was once high, has been reduced to a village woman who cares.

The corpse in front of her was just the doctor who saw her daughter a few days ago, but she suffered this unjustified disaster because of her.

Tears fell from the woman's eyes, and she remembered the past and sobbed quietly.

"Lao Tzu asks you! You're crying. The man kicked the woman in the stomach, and the woman slipped half a meter out, and the whole person curled up in a ball, shivering.

"No......" she raised her head with difficulty, the corners of her mouth were bitten by herself, and the blood was dazzling red on her fair skin.

"Bang dang." The dilapidated wooden door was blown open by the yin wind, Lan Wujiang stood at the door with firewood on her back, the tip of her nose was full of blood, her thin body was wrapped in a linen cloth, her eyes fell on the head of the person on the edge of the threshold, and her lips pursed into a line.

"Why do you chop so little wood? Do you want to freeze to death?" The man grabbed the bundle of firewood behind Lan Wujiang's back, and impatiently flipped over the brazier that was about to be extinguished in front of him with fire tongs.

"You killed someone." She raised her eyes, her bottomless pupils met the disgusted look of the man, and the green tendons on the back of the hand holding the firewood knife bulged out.

"Bastard! How did you talk to your old man!" The man picked up the tea bowl and threw it at Lan Wujiang's head.

Lan Wujiang didn't move at all, the sound of the tiles falling to the ground was crisp, the blood on her forehead slid down, and her back was straight, "Is it enough?" ”

"Lao Tzu sees that you are also impatient! Lan Qing, this is the dog thing you raised!" The man slapped Lan Wujiang in the face again.

Lan Wujiang of the fan rang in his ears......

Lan Qing shuddered, and said intermittently, "Boundless, fast, run." ”

"Good! Good! Do you still want to run? Are you planning to elope?" The man sneered and strode forward, Lan Wujiang had an ominous premonition in his heart, and hurriedly followed, the knife grazed Lan Wujiang's arm, and stabbed directly into Lan Qing's abdomen.

There was a scream in the room, warm blood splashed on Lan Wujiang's face, Lan Wujiang's body trembled, the pain in her arm stimulated her nerves, and she felt the wet blood flow on her linen clothes, she turned her head and faced Lan Qing's pale face.

"Let's go...... Leave here, go back, go back to Lan's house, take it with you. Lan Qing grabbed Lan Wujiang's arm, pulled off the jade pendant around her neck and stuffed it into Lan Wujiang's palm, and forced her to hold it with one breath.

The man originally just wanted to scare Lan Qing, but he never expected that this woman would not dodge or dodge, and was stabbed by him.

The fat on his face was arrogant, and he pulled out the knife again, looking at the blood-stained jade pendant with greedy and resentful eyes, "Lao Tzu asked you hundreds of times and you didn't give it, you fucking have a kind!" This is a token of the Lan family? I still want to go back to be the eldest lady, I'm a dirty and dirty bitch, don't even think about going back!"

Lan Wujiang gasped heavily, the stone pressing on her heart cracked, something came out of her body, and she staggered to her feet with her bloody arm.

"Brute." She spat out two words in a hoarse voice.

Accurately pierced into the sore spot of a man's heart like a sharp blade.

The man was furious, hysterical, "What are you just scolding Lao Tzu." ”

Lan Wujiang smiled, her thin body stepped forward, the firewood knife in her hand seemed to have been poured into a thousand catties, and her sarcastic and detached gaze was like ten thousand years of ice, "I scolded you for being a beast." ”