The two came to the entrance of the village one after the other, and Zhao Borui swore that he would never bring any classmates next time, and he would be exhausted to death if he walked so far.

Zhao Huiwei in front of her stopped, and Zhao Borui stopped beside her and looked in the direction she was looking.

I saw three people not far away dragging a person like a dead dog walking in the village, and there were villagers looking around, afraid to get closer because of fear.

I saw the three of them slowly walking towards the entrance of the village, Zhao Borui pulled Zhao Huiwei back a few steps, and his body subconsciously blocked in front of her.

The figure was getting closer and closer, Zhao Huiwei stretched out his head and looked, and it was Hu Eryu dragging on the ground.

His rag clothes were covered with blood, and the whole person dragged a long trail of blood on the ground, his eyes were closed, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Zhao Borui frowned and pulled Zhao Huiwei's head back, "What's there to see, and I'm not afraid of nightmares?" ”

It wasn't until these people walked out of the village that the people in the village breathed a sigh of relief.

Miscellaneous voices slowly sounded:

"I've heard that he can't afford to borrow money, and it's one thing to see if he can live like that!"

"Bah, this is his retribution, he doesn't deserve sympathy at all, it's better to die, I'm afraid that he will cause trouble and enter the village."

"Alas, don't say it, don't say it, it's strange and pitiful to see him being tortured like this by this group of people."

Zhao Huiwei was speechless, and quietly swallowed her saliva, just Hu Eryu's body injury, it was all Shen Mingnan's handwriting, and then this black pot was directly carried on the heads of the three people.

Seeing that Zhao Huiwei was silent, Zhao Borui thought that she was frightened by this bloody scene, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and pulled Zhao Huiwei to leave this place.

Zhao Lotus blended in the crowd and looked coldly at Zhao Huiwei, who was protected by Zhao Borui.

It's really a good life, with Shen Gongzi's protection and the help of nobles, even the people in the family also spoil her.

She thought that Hu Eryu could be of some use, but she didn't make a splash at all, which was really disappointing.

Zhao Lotus didn't look any further, she left slowly, she had to think of a new way......

Not too many people paid attention to Hu Er's final ending, they only hoped that this scourge would never return to Huacun and disturb their peace again.

Chen Chunhong hid in the crowd, looking coldly at Chen Fugui who was quickly heading to the west of the remote village with the help of a human shadow.

Seeing him turn a corner, Chen Chunhong lowered his head and cowered and moved in that direction.

Turning left and right, she came to a small courtyard, and Chen Fugui was vigilant to see that no one around her was rushing in like a mouse.

After about a few minutes, Chen Fugui stuck his head out of the door, and saw that there was still no one to close the courtyard door with confidence.

After he entered, Chen Chunhong showed her head, and when she walked to the wall of this small courtyard, she could clearly hear a man and a woman who deliberately lowered their voices inside.

"Guilang, you haven't been here for a long time, I thought you didn't want me anymore." The woman's voice was pretentious, and she was coquettish with Chen Fugui.

"I don't want anyone, it's impossible not to want you little baby, hehe."

"Hmm~" A woman's muffled snort came from inside, and after a while, I heard the woman's voice sound: "Dead ghost, hate, don't be here."

"Cui Niang, then let's go into the house?"

Listening to this conversation, a trace of disgust flashed in Chen Chunhong's eyes.

A man and a woman here are her father and Zheng Cuihua, who lives in the west of a remote village, and this time she followed Chen Fugui out.

It's just that she didn't expect that he would dare to sneak in to find his old friend in broad daylight.

Skipped the ridicule in her eyes, Duan Xia might not be able to think of it, she thought that they were broken, but in fact they were still breaking the thread, and what was left for her was the trick that Chen Fugui had arranged early on.

The conversation inside continued, and Zheng Cuihua snorted: "What good things did Guilang bring me this time?"

"Hey, hey." Chen Fugui pretended to be mysterious and said, "I want to know? Come and kiss me first. ”

"Hmph, you didn't say I wouldn't let you in."

"Okay, okay, I said, the good minister bought you a silver hairpin, are you happy?"

Where would Zheng Cuihua be unhappy? She hurriedly snatched it, it was a hairpin in the shape of a silver butterfly, she looked happy, and said with affection: "Guilang, you are so good, but where did you get the money?"

Chen Fugui said disapprovingly: "Old Mo gave it, in fact, the dead girl in my family sold it for fifteen taels, and I secretly hid the silver hairpin that I bought for you for five taels, is it good for you."

Zheng Cuihua was moved, "Guilang, you are enough in this life." Then he said worriedly, "But with the character of Lao Motou, your girl used to be afraid that she would not live for more than three days." ”

Chen Fugui hugged Zheng Cuihua, very annoyed that this woman always asked questions at critical moments, so he said directly: "Death is death, Lao Tzu raised her so big, it is not natural to get some money for the family, she should be glad that she still has so much use, otherwise I would have died when I gave birth."

"Cui Niang, don't ask yet, let's go into the house, and I'll tell you the same when we go to bed."

The sound faded away until nothing could be heard again.

Chen Chunhong pursed her lips tightly and only felt sick to her stomach, this group of people is too dirty and disgusting......

She left the place with a white face, and when she walked home, she found that Duan Xia was still scrubbing Chen Fugui's clothes.

Duan Xia's sharp eyes saw Chen Chunhong, who was like a wandering spirit, and couldn't help but be angry, she put her clothes lightly in the basin before she scolded: "You dead girl, where are you running to hide?" Don't think that if you get married tomorrow, you won't have to help the family, go and sweep the floor for me. ”

Duan Xia's scolding was full of anger, Chen Chunhong just wanted to laugh, she probably didn't know that her father-in-law was upside down with other women, right?

But she was still at home diligently washing his clothes carefully.

She wanted to laugh, and she did.

This laughter made Duan Xia feel infiltrating, and she said angrily: "What are you laughing at? Didn't hear me? ”

Chen Chunhong's smile retracted, "Got it." ”

As the words fell, a fat little boy who looked to be only seven or eight years old suddenly rushed in from outside the house, and knocked her into a stumble with great force.

The boy's shrill voice sounded, staring at the fat squeezed into a slit in his eyes, and screamed, "It hurts me to death, the dead broom rolls the stars aside, don't get in my way." ”

Then he ran to Duan Xia's side and snuggled intimately, and said coquettishly: "Mother, I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat!"

Duan Xia hesitated for a moment, and the boy shook her arm unrelentingly, "Mother, just buy it, isn't it rich to sell her?" I want to eat meat! ”

Unable to stand the soft grinding and hard bubbles, Duan Xia took out her purse, took out thirteen yuan, and handed it to Chen Chunhong, "Go to the town to buy a pound of meat and come back, your brother wants to eat it." ”

Chen Chunhong looked at the money in her palm, no more, no less, just the price of a pound of meat, and there was no extra money for her to ride in an ox cart.

She lowered her eyelashes and took them, her voice was no different from usual, and she said softly:

"I see."