The knife wound on Wei Zidu's leg had to be changed every day, coupled with the tonic medicine he boiled every day, Du Yunrou's purse gradually emptied, he had been fighting for many years, except for the title of deputy general, there was no money left, Du Yunrou began to be anxious, if it continued like this, I am afraid that he would not even be able to drink porridge in two days.

Qin Yuan is a good general who cares for his subordinates, and he has been sending people to send silver for food and clothing as subsidies before, but they have all been returned by Wei Zi intact, and Wei Zi is unwilling to accept his help.

At a critical juncture, the old woman who used to take care of her came to her.

Not many people remember the name of the old woman, but I only heard that her surname was Tao, because she was the one who took care of her since she was a child, Du Yunrou called her "Grandma".

Grandma Tao looked at her with pity, and the withered old hand slowly took out a piece of yellowed paper from her arms, and said tremblingly: "This is the deed of the Du Mansion, Grandma has always kept it, Miss is now in need of money, take it." ”

Although Du Yunrou was moved, she shook her head: "Grandma, Du Mansion is left for you to support the elderly." ”

"Grandma is old, she always guards a house and does a lot, Miss always has to think about her husband......" Grandma Tao babbled and stuffed the house deed into her hand, and said with pity: "Grandma will go back to her hometown, Miss will be good in the future, don't wronged herself." ”

"Grandma......" Du Yunrou's eyes turned red and she choked a little.

Grandma Tao's withered yellow hand patted the back of her hand, and she left with her body bent.

Du Yunrou clenched the deed in her hand, if it was ordinary, she would not accept it, but now it is different from the past, now Wei Zidu's leg injury is so serious, the medicine must be changed every day, for her, it is a big expense, and she is desperate.

The location of the Du house is a good location, she easily found the buyer, after the other party saw the house, promised to pay half of the deposit first, choose the time after two days, and then come to get the deed.

Du Yunrou finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the money came in time and made up for Wei Zidu's injury medicine. Although she has money temporarily, the worries in her heart have not been dispelled, Du Yunrou does not dare to sit and eat empty, and when she has free time, she will weave and embroider, she is a good female worker, and she only thinks about whether she can take it out and sell some spare money in the future, although the money is not much, she can still top it.

She worked overnight, knitted and embroidered some gadgets in two or three days, and after settling down in Weizidu, she went out to set up a small stall.

It's just that she remembers the Wei Zidu at home, and she gets tired when she doesn't reach the shore at both ends.

When she went back that day, she boiled white porridge.

Wei Zi sat in a wheelchair, looked at her coldly, and didn't say a word.

Although Wei Zidu's attitude towards her has not warmed up in the past month, fortunately, he is not as resistant to her as before, Xu knows that it is useless to resist, so he is too lazy to bother.

Yes, ten days ago, Du Yunrou untied the rope for him.

But somehow, Du Yunrou always felt that his gaze at her today had a taste of wind and rain.

She scooped up a spoonful of white porridge to blow cold, but he didn't drink it, just looked at her with a cold face.

"Today, someone came to ask for the deed." He said the first thing in a month.

Du Yunrou paused.

He stared at her deadly: "What deed?" ”

"The title deed of the Du Mansion." Du Yunrou lowered her eyes, scooped the white porridge in the bowl, and said lightly.

Wei Zidu sneered, suddenly snatched the bowl in her hand, and slammed it on the ground, and the bowl was broken and porridge splashed.

"I didn't know that you were so affectionate and righteous, willing to marry a dead man, and willing to smash the pot and sell iron to raise a waste man!" He paused word by word, staring at her with a gloomy and terrifying gaze: "Du Yunrou, what kind of calculation are you making?!" ”

Du Yunrou calmly picked up the broken bowl and looked at him: "Naturally, it is the abacus of life, Wei Zidu, I am your wife." She was his wife, so why did he always think she was harboring evil intentions?

"Wife......?" He continued to sneer, and suddenly raised his hand and ripped off his robe roughly, revealing his legs covered with hideous knife wounds, although after a month of recuperation, some new flesh had grown from the wounds, but the almost bone-touching wounds on the top still looked shocking.

He dragged her over, pressed her in front of him, beat his unconscious leg fiercely, and said coldly: "Du Yunrou, are you really willing to be a wasted wife?" What you want can be said directly, don't pretend to be a good person to disgust people! ”

"Husband, did we have some misunderstanding?" Du Yunci looked at his rough movements and asked calmly.

At first, she comforted herself, Wei Zi was hit, he just needed to vent so he would not choose to speak, but after a long time, she had no way to comfort herself, when Wei Zi looked at her, the hatred and ridicule in his eyes never dissipated in the slightest, he always said that she was hypocritical, and suspected that she was by his side for some purpose.

He sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm: "Why do you knowingly ask, my good lady, why do you want to marry a wasted person, don't you know it yourself?" ”

"I just want to marry you and accompany you, you're not a wasted person, you just can't ride a horse and walk without your legs." Du Yunrou's tone softened, wanting to smooth the spikes he had invisibly erected: "Zidu, men don't only have the road to join the army, even if they can't join the army, they can also be in business, there are many ways to live......"

"Business." She was thrown to the ground by Weizi, her face was cold, her expression was as uncomfortable as eating a fly, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Even if my Weizi starves to death, he will not be in business!" Since ancient times, the people who have been in the business have been cunning and cunning people who have forgotten their righteousness and righteousness, how can I be with them?! ”

As he spoke, he seemed to notice something, grabbed her neck, forced her to her, and stared at her deadly: "You deliberately said that, you want to see me laugh?!" He looked like a wounded beast, his eyes were bloodshot red, and his forehead and neck were bruised, and he looked very frightening.

Du Yunrou was distressed, and let him choke her neck so that she almost lost her breath, she just reached out to smooth the blue tendons that burst out on his forehead: "Okay, don't do business, I won't laugh at you, and no one will laugh at you......" Her face had turned from red to pale, and her breathing was so rapid that she looked like she was about to lose her breath in the next second, but she still comforted him lightly: "The doctor said that your legs still have the possibility of standing up...... Zidu, you are not a wasted person. ”

The strength on his neck suddenly loosened, and Weizi was full of anger, and his back fell back to the back of the chair with a slump: "Bring the wine." ”

"Okay." She got up from the ground and brought the only two jars of wine in the house.

This was left on the day of marriage, and since he wanted to drink, he let him drink it, and drank it and slept well.

Although she comforted him and said that it was possible, no one knew whether it was possible to stand up again, and even several doctors were not sure, they all said that this kind of thing depends on luck.

He drank bowl after bowl, as if he couldn't feel how spicy the wine was, Du Yunrou just watched from the sidelines.

Wei Zi was bitter, he worked hard for ten years, but now because he lost a pair of legs, all his efforts were in vain.

Ten years climbed into the clouds, and once fell back to the bottom.

The taste of it is how she doesn't feel distressed.

The wine he brought was drunk to the ground, he collapsed in a wheelchair, drunk into mud, and the wine jar in his hand inadvertently fell to the ground, shattering into pieces, and the clear liquid flowed on the ground, imprinting the moon outside the window extremely cold.

She helped him up, and although he had lost a lot of weight recently, his nine-foot-tall body was still so heavy that Weizi fell on top of her, making it difficult for her to move every step.

Eventually, she was exhausted and fell on the bed with him, fearing that he would fall into the wound, so she had to use her body to cushion him and make him a flesh shield.