"Love doesn't go!"

Just when Li Moyan was suspicious, he was greeted by a cucumber in Zhao Xin's hand.

"We'll talk about it then." Li Moyan caught the cucumber flying in front of him, took a bite and said, "The cucumber is playing well." ”

"Get out!" Zhao Xin's face turned red, as if he had thought of something, and drank angrily.

"Inexplicable." Li Moyan took another bite and left on his own.

In the evening, the sun sets, and only a little bit of sunset is left as if it is struggling, exuding afterglow.

At Zhao Xin's house, Li Moyan stood at the door of the kitchen, watching Zhao Xin lose his mind for a moment.

Before I didn't have Monroe Sutra, didn't I want an empathetic woman to cook a table of steaming dishes after a hard day's work.

A simple hut where two people depend on each other.

"What's the fuss?" Zhao Xin lowered his head, his face was a little flushed, and he thought that Li Moyan was staring at him and was fascinated.

"That...... I'll serve you the food. Li Moyan covered up and took out the dishes in Zhao Xin's hand, this kind of thing is not easy to explain, especially in the face of a woman who looks good and has been misunderstood.

The night had completely fallen, and Li Moyan looked up from the window, and the sunset, which was still struggling before, had already been eaten away.

"Dinner is ready."

At this moment, Zhao Xin took off his scarf and shouted Li Moyan.

"There are so many dishes, and the two of us don't waste them." Li Moyan looked at a table of fragrant dishes, a little helpless.

When Zhao Xin was cooking, Li Moyan kept persuading her that two home-cooked dishes were enough, maybe Zhao Xin was too enthusiastic because of me, and I didn't take Li Moyan's opinion.

"You are the richest man, I have a good relationship with you, and I will never have to sell vegetables in the future." Zhao Xin smiled faintly, and didn't feel that it would be wasted.

Hearing this, Li Moyan took a chopstick dish and didn't answer, many times he could feel Zhao Xin's heart, although he didn't break it, but he knew that Zhao Xin's good impression of him was constantly increasing.

But Li Moyan couldn't promise anything to Zhao Xin at the moment, but was a little nervous.

"What about Qiuya, I don't seem to have seen her come to the vegetable market recently." Zhao Xin continued to ask.

"School is going to start soon, and I'm busy with things back to school." Li Moyan said while eating vegetables.

"If you leave, you don't want to kill you, you can see that she likes you very much." Zhao Xin didn't have the heart to eat, and the chopsticks were stirring around in the bowl, waiting for Li Moyan's answer.

"After returning to school, this feeling will fade, and there will be a lot of good boys around her at that time, how can I compare with me, a farmer?"

"What's wrong with farming, do you think farming is a shame?" Zhao Xin's brows furrowed.

"Of course not, everything I have is planted by me, and if I feel ashamed, I won't accept it with peace of mind." Li Moyan shook his head.

"Anyway, I think you're good." Saying this, Zhao Xin seemed a little flustered, and hurriedly took two bites of rice.

Hearing this, Li Moyan answered the conversation, and in this night, Zhao Xin's words seemed a little ambiguous.

The two of them were silent, eating without saying a word.

"Zhao Xin, are you there?"

At this moment, a voice of anticipation sounded outside.

The silence of the two was broken, although Zhao Xin didn't want to be silent at all, but he didn't need this voice to help, because he had already heard who was outside the door.

"I'm going to sleep, you can go quickly." Zhao Xin was a little impatient.

"Who?" Li Moyan felt that this voice was a little familiar, and asked a question.

The people outside were also silent for a while, and suddenly kicked the door open.

"I thought you repented, but I didn't expect you to bring this kid home so late, didn't I tell you that he had anything to do with your husband's death?" Wu Gui was very angry.

"Shut up and stop mentioning my husband, he's been dead for five years." Zhao Xin's face was a little painful.

"Don't mention him, what do you use to restrain you, a slut who doesn't know chastity, it's disgusting that I have taken care of you for so long!" Wu Gui rebuked Zhao Xin.

"Your mouth is so stinky, and when you pass by the entrance of the village, you eat?" Li Moyan couldn't stand it anymore and stood up.

"What does it have to do with you, I'm teaching this slut!" Wu Gui was obviously a little afraid of Li Moyan, and after being beaten last time, he didn't dare to provoke Li Moyan at this moment, so he could only vent his anger on the weak Zhao Xin.

At this moment, Zhao Xin was already close to collapse, and it was obvious that Wu Gui's appearance made her emotions a little out of control.

"Are you alright?" Li Moyan helped Zhao Xin to sit down, and brushed her scattered hair behind her ears with his hands.

It was this unintentional move that made Zhao Xin cry like rain, and he cried when he hugged Li Moyan.

Li Moyan didn't push Zhao Xin away, in fact, she understood Zhao Xin, five years after her husband died, it was really not easy for her to face all the difficulties in the past five years alone.

With Zhao Xin's appearance and figure, although she is in the countryside, it does not affect that she is a real beauty, Li Moyan knows that if Zhao Xin is really the kind of person Wu Gui said, he would have remarried with others a long time ago, and his life would not be so bitter, let alone a ruffian like Wu Gui.

"Do you still have the face to cry?" Wu Gui reluctantly said: "Your husband's soul has not dispersed in this room, and he is still looking at you, you are cheating with others, watery Yanghua, what face is crying?" ”

"I have been a widow for him for five years, and he has been dead for five years, am I not qualified to pursue my own happiness?" Zhao Xinsheng was hoarse and cried directly.

"Are you qualified?" Wu Gui sneered: "Your husband's death is unknown now, you still have the heart to cheat, are you embarrassed to say it?" ”

"Get out!" Li Moyan snorted coldly.

At this moment, Li Moyan knew that he couldn't comfort Zhao Xin's emotions, but he had a way to drive Wu Gui away.

As long as Wu Gui is gone, maybe Zhao Xin's mood will be better.

"It's you who should go, who do you think you are?" Wu Gui sneered: "I am her husband who asked me to take care of her, what about you, what is your identity?" ”

"I'm her friend."

"Friends?" Wu Gui said disdainfully: "The identity of a friend wants to be compared with me? ”

"You don't deserve to be a good friend of his husband, you're wrong, you're not worthy of being a man at all!" Li Mo's tone was cold.

"Don't cry, you didn't cause your husband's death." Li Moyan comforted Zhao Xin: "Everyone has the right to choose to start over, and this is also the case with my divorce, so I don't think you are right to put so much pressure on yourself." ”

"However, I still can't let go!" Zhao Xin shook his head.

Hearing this, Li Moyan didn't say anything more, because no matter how much he said, it was useless, a person was obsessed with the past, and if he didn't want to come out, no one could help anything.

"Sure enough, it's a dog man and woman, and they even divorced for the sake of a widow, so you want to sleep with her like that?" Wu Gui laughed.

Hearing this, Li Moyan's face was jealous and gloomy, if it weren't for being held tightly by Zhao Xin at this moment, Li Moyan vowed to beat Wu Gui, a scumbag, to death.

"Zhao Xin, do you want to know who killed your husband?" As soon as the words changed, Wu Gui suddenly smiled.

Hearing this, Zhao Xin let go of Li Moyan, although his face was very haggard and crying, but he was even more concerned about the truth of her husband's car accident.

"I can tell you, but on the contrary, you have to promise me one condition." Wu Gui was very satisfied with Zhao Xin's expression, and the corners of his mouth smiled, he just liked the feeling of firmly controlling Zhao Xin in his hands.

"On what terms?" Zhao Xin's voice was a little dry, presumably because of crying.

"You are my wife, marry me."

"Impossible." Zhao Xin's face changed, and he directly rejected Wu Gui.

"I can give you time to think about it, anyway, I haven't been out of the car lately, I have time." Wu Gui was not in a hurry, and said slowly.

"Let's go, if my husband is really killed, I will find someone to make it clear." Zhao Xin gave an eviction order.

"You have to think clearly, it's possible that if I step out of this door this time, I will never come in, and it will be difficult for you to find me at that time, your husband has been unjustly dead for five years, and the murderer is still at large, if you bear with it, I can leave now." Wu Gui smiled faintly.