Huanhuan looked forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival, the atmosphere in the store was excellent, and he stayed until Xiaowan cleaned the guest room with Aunt Zhang, and then remembered the successive murders. This Yunlai room seems to have been cursed, and whoever lives in it will not be safe.

Aunt Zhang went downstairs to get a feather duster, and when she came up, she saw Xiaowan staring at the door number in a daze, she smiled: "Are you afraid?" ”

Xiaowan shook her head: "I can't say." Auntie, I can't be as frank as you, even if I am a bad person in my eyes, it is a life, let alone a good person. But I know that the inn has the rules of the inn, I will catch up with you sooner, no more fuss in the future, don't be afraid. ”

Aunt Zhang said gently: "It's your good heart, and it's not a mistake, if you're afraid, you're afraid, anyway, there is a shopkeeper." ”

Saying that, the two of them entered the door to clean, busy with the work in their hands, and Aunt Zhang asked: "Later, speaking of which, do you hate your stepmother, how much you hate, do you want to take revenge?" ”

"Revenge?" Xiaowan looked at Aunt Zhang blankly.

"She beat you and abused you like that, do you want to take revenge on her, at least beat her?"

"I ......" Xiaowan thought about it very seriously and said, "Auntie, it has been a few days since I decided to follow Xianggong, you asked me, and I found out that I haven't thought about my father these days, let alone my stepmother, I only think about Xianggong and you." ”

Aunt Zhang smiled leisurely: "It's more of the shopkeeper, right?" ”

Xiao Wan blushed and said suddenly: "It's true." ”

Aunt Zhang asked, "Then do you still hate?" ”

Xiaowan nodded, her eyes slightly darkened: "If you don't mention it, you forgot it, and when you mention it, I still hate her." can only say that in the future, I will not care if I have nothing to do with her, if I ask if I hate it, I hate it, and I will never forgive her for abusing me for the rest of my life. ”

When he said this, Ling Chaofeng came to find Xiaowan, and when he heard half a sentence, he naturally cared: "What's wrong?" ”

As soon as Xiaowan saw her husband, her eyes softened: "It's nothing, have something to do with us?" ”

Ling Chaofeng said: "I just received the letter, and the person I sent found your father. ”

"But...... "Xiaowan doesn't need her father anymore."

"He won't be able to come back from work until the Mid-Autumn Festival." Ling Chaofeng said, "When he comes back by boat, he always has to pass by the inn, do you want to invite him in and sit down?" ”

Xiaowan lowered her eyes: "I listen to you, just, just don't let my father pick me up, I won't go anywhere." ”

Aunt Zhang picked up the broom duster, smiled and left quietly, Ling Chaofeng smiled, hugged Xiaowan and asked gently: "Where can you go, if you still want to run, dare to run again......"

Xiaowan pouted and grabbed white: "You always scare me, and you want to break my legs again?" ”

The little lady is not like when she first came, always full of horror, or as stubborn as she was open-minded, but now with a little coquettish and a little angry, her eyes are leisurely and lovable, she pouted slightly and said: "Xianggong, don't scare me in the future, okay?" ”

Ling Chaofeng tapped lightly on her lips: "But what if you are disobedient?" ”

Xiaowan muttered: "Which one doesn't listen to you." ”

Ling Chaofeng said angrily: "Who ran out early in the morning the day before yesterday? ”

Xiaowan pounced on her, smiling, Ling Chaofeng hugged her and said, "Don't allow it in the future, you can do whatever you want, but you have to protect yourself, write it down?" ”

"Write it down, write it down." Xiaowan agreed, and suddenly a spirit was excited, and she hurriedly left her husband to find Aunt Zhang, and thought in pieces, "You see you are making trouble with me again, we still have to work." ”

The day passed in a hurry, at night, Ling Chaofeng and everyone talked about the inn below, and Xiaowan took a bath upstairs, she said that it was inconvenient to carry the hot water up and down, and wanted to wash it in the bathhouse in the backyard with everyone. But the aunt said that she is the shopkeeper, although she eats and lives and does the same work, there is still a difference between the master and the employee, and she is the boss.

At this time, the petite body is soaked in a bath tub covered with flower petals, which is the life that only the ladies and ladies of the big families can enjoy, and the little lady's body is soaked soft, and her heart is also crispy.

But when I raised my arms and legs, I inevitably saw the scars on my body, and the beatings I received when I got married retreated, and the bruises on my wrists were scattered, but some deep old wounds were afraid that they would be branded for a lifetime.

Xiaowan climbed out of the bathtub, and after drying her body slightly, she looked in the mirror, she had never seen her behind her before, and now she was holding a small round mirror to look in the dressing mirror, and she could see everything.

Her skin was so white, the scars were even more obvious, and on her rounded ass-thighs, there was a horizontal scar that ran from left to right.

In the month of the year before last, the younger brother stole the persimmons at home and threw the eaten stalks in the firewood room, and was found by the stepmother. In winter, she was not well dressed to heal her wounds, and she had to work, and she was in pain at night, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, she was burned in confusion because of the festering wounds.

The wound that cracked repeatedly finally grew a callous-like scar on the tender flesh, and it has been almost two years, and it has not faded at all.

Xiaowan wrapped herself in her clothes, although Ling Chaofeng didn't mind the scars on her body, but she was a girl, how could a girl not want her skin to be white and flawless......

Unconsciously raised her right hand, Xiao Wan couldn't help but clench her fist, but her heart trembled, she hurriedly let go, and after hesitating repeatedly, she got up and knelt down in front of the window, she didn't know which god she should worship, in short, thank God first.

After thanking him like this, he silently recited it in his heart, and his folded hands slowly clenched into fists, but as soon as he finished reading his wish, Aunt Zhang asked outside the door: "Evening, have you washed it?" ”

Xiaowan hurriedly got up and responded, "I'm done." ”

After he was busy cleaning up the room, he put this matter aside, and in the dead of night, Ling Chaofeng came back from washing, and when he entered the door, he smelled a faint fragrance of flowers.

Under the moonlight, the delicate little lady was quietly folding her clothes, and his heart was hot, and he walked slowly and said, "It's so fragrant." ”

Xiaowan smiled: "My aunt soaked me a lot of tweeds." ”

Ling Chaofeng bullied up: "Tell me to smell it?" ”

The neck was gently kissed, Xiao Wan smiled coquettishly, struggling for fear of itching, and shouted softly: "Xianggong, Xianggong......" but was soon carried to the bed by her husband, and when she was entangled, Ling Chaofeng held the soft fart, and suddenly she was stunned, and wanted to turn Xiaowan over and lift her skirt, so ashamed that the little lady shouted no.

"Late, the scar on the fart-thigh is gone." Ling Chaofeng rubbed it lightly again, while tearing off Xiaowan's clothes, only to see that the skin-skin was as jade as snow, flawless, he asked in surprise, "The scars are gone, is it because of those plasters?" ”

Xiaowan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what her husband meant, she thought that she hadn't had time to make a wish just now, but she didn't expect it...... Raising her arm, she saw her smooth and intact skin, her eyes were hot, and she choked: "Blessing to Xianggong." ”

Ling Chaofeng was very happy, a person who had always been calm, showed a bright smile, kissed Xiaowan again and again, and said gently: "I will love you well." ”

That night, several times lingering, shy and shy people, gradually learned from passive to active, which added a bit of interest.

The next morning, although there was a little soreness in the body, but the spirit was very good, downstairs to see the sun shining brightly, she ran to the front of the store, crossed waist standing in the sun, the autumn breeze was slightly cool, the sun was warm, so comfortable.

"Late, get up so early?" Aunt Zhang came from behind and said with a smile, "There are no guests today, why don't you sleep for a while." ”

As she spoke, Ling Chaofeng happened to go downstairs, and saw the person in front of the door suddenly turn around, and the bright and bright smile was exactly the same as when Ling Chaofeng first saw her, but unfortunately she didn't remember it at all.

In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival, Ershan drove the carriage, and the group went to the town to catch the market, it was almost noon, the market was already crowded with people, there were stalls on the road, and there was no end in sight along the street.

Xiaowan saw everything fresh, but although her eyes were looking everywhere, she was holding Ling Chaofeng in her hand and didn't let go of it.

"Yo...... Isn't this a little late? Suddenly, a woman rushed to the front and looked at the little lady who was dressed beautifully in surprise, "It's so different to be married, I can't recognize it." ”