Yingzi was unfortunately robbed by the murderous female demon, almost died because of it, and her spirit was also seriously damaged, and then she listened to Lang Xiaobai's arrangement and admonition, and went to Dongshan alone to recuperate. After living for a while, she wrote such a letter to Lang Xiaobai-

Dear Lang,

Your body is fine, since I came here, you have been loved, your body is fine, and you have forgotten the horrible things in the mental hospital.

My cousin, Mo Oran, who is now old, took care of me as if I were her own daughter. She was an only daughter, and now she was a gentle old woman. She said that I was sick and needed to be taken care of, so I often enjoyed my family life in her arms as if I were in my own home.

Therefore, my complexion has improved, and my body has become more and more blessed, and when I see you in the future, you may not recognize me, and think that I am a fat woman from where? I'm really tired of getting fat, but I have to take care of my health! If you're not in good health, you can't be your helper anymore.

So, every day I wander in this peaceful and beautiful village, feeling happy, but without your company, I always feel empty and lonely. I really want my body to recover as soon as possible, and I will rush back to Dongzhou to accompany you immediately.

This place is called Luojia Town, and it is really a peaceful and calm village, compared to the noisy and irritable situation of Dongzhou, it is simply a thousand miles away, but it does not seem to be completely asleep. The day before, Mo Aoxiu, another cousin of mine, led me to a restaurant in the town for tea, which coincided with the town's rush day, and the restaurant was bustling with people from nearby farmers, all drinking cheap water and wine, chatting and laughing.

At this moment, two men and a woman walked in, and for some unknown reason, the noisy chatter and laughter of the peasants came to an abrupt end. I felt very strange, and I stole a look at the three men: one of them was a man in a wide hunting suit, with a thick crimson face and a snow-white beard, and although he was burly, he looked very kind.

The other man was very young, very thin, with a very poor complexion, like a shadowy and difficult person to get along with, and was wearing an old black corduroy outfit. Outwardly, both men are shabby, but each carries a shotgun on their shoulders.

And the woman was much more noble in temperament and appearance than the two men, although her face was pale, but she was very quiet, and her appearance was quite reasonable, she was small, she was wearing a brown coat, and the fur hat on her head was borderless, and although the material was okay, her appearance was a little outdated, which made her look a little pitiful.

They are fathers, sons, and daughters-in-law.

Cousin Mo Ao Xiu pretended not to see them and whispered to me.

"How could such a beautiful and elegant woman marry such a shabby man!" I wondered.

"Don't look at him as a lewd man, but he's the son of a rich man! The woman was his wife. ”

"Oh! Are you sure? In that case, that fat old man is a rich man, right?"

"Yes, although their family business is now in ruins, it is the blood of a prominent family, and it is said that they used to live in a large city. The old man was a good hunter, which did not hurt the overall situation, but he was also a heavy drinker, so he often quarreled with people, mostly because of territorial problems and lawsuits with the nearby farms. That's what my sister Oran said to me. ”

"Judging from his appearance alone, he should be a very kind old man, and he really can't be judged by his appearance!"

"Yes, besides, his only son Jiang Zhize is another ambitious person, because he can't stand this poor life, he went to study law, and he stayed in country D for a while, planning to do a big job there and revive the family business. Helplessly, the fate was not smooth sailing, and the economy was also poor, and he was constrained by money, so he had to return to the village. Then, he was impressed by the beauty of a beautiful woman in a neighboring village, and desperately tried to please people and forced him to marry. That woman is the woman in front of her, her name is Su Fengnan. ”

"Why would this beautiful and charming woman marry such a gloomy man?"

"We don't know of this, but in short, they were married five years ago, and their married life was not perfect, and she often lived with her husband in a small, dilapidated house in the neighborhood, which also had a strange name, 'Jingyuan'."

"Then they split up with the old man?"

"Yes, the old man lives alone in an old house outside the village."

"That'...... Then his son Jiang Zhize is very good to Su Fengnan?"

"On the contrary, he always treated her like a mad dog."

"And what's the reason?"

"Here's the thing: a young man named Jin Hao was very sympathetic to Su Fengnan's situation, so he was very dissatisfied with her man Jiang Zhize and the old drunkard."

"In addition, there is another important factor, that is, Jin Hao's father bought the old drunkard's estate when his family business began to decline, and the old drunkard has always been haunted by this."

"When he was embarrassed, someone paid for his estate, wasn't that tantamount to a gift in the snow? Morally speaking, he should be grateful to others!"

"Having said that, he saw that he was declining day by day, while other people's careers were in full swing, and he inevitably felt inexplicable jealousy in his heart."

"He turned evil into good, bought his manor with other people's money to help him get out of his predicament, completely abandoned his much-needed kindness, and only pretended to be his former power and glory - but his heart was full of inferiority, jealousy and hatred."

The old drunkard felt that Su Fengnan and Jin Hao were in love, and he was worried that one day the two of them would elope, so whenever he was drunk, he would always go to the town or village and say boring things to others endlessly. However, no one would believe his words, and the noble young man Jin Hao only laughed when he heard it, not caring at all about this malicious slander. But the old man had talked too much, and he was a little upset, and he feared that there would really be people in the village who would believe the old drunkard's words."

When Cousin Mo Aoxiu whispered these things to me, the old drunkard was drinking liquor cup after glass. At this moment, he seemed to be drunk again, dragging the people in the village to talk non-stop, and even hugged them and was verbose.

It seems that everyone in the village is tired of it, but because he used to be the owner of the village here, everyone harassed him with a wry smile or prevarication. But then he went so far as to cry out: "Alas! Which bastard is always dangling here, Lao Tzu told him to know the power of the iron bullet in this gun. Hum! Whoever wants to kidnap my daughter-in-law should not want to continue living!"

Su Fengnan's face was flushed, and his eyes were full of tears. Jiang Zhize, the son of the old drunkard, was also a little unbearable for his father's words and deeds, and admonished his father vigorously.

"Dad, don't say that, I'm so embarrassed!"

"Shut up! I'm all here to keep the family's reputation, and whoever dares to beat my daughter-in-law's bad idea, I will never spare him, let him know that he knows the power of the gun...... "Drunk person, the more you persuade him, the more entangled he becomes."

Speaking of this, the old drunkard suddenly stood up all of a sudden. At this moment, a tall and burly-looking young man walked in. From the outside, he should be a very well-bred young man. He was dressed in a neat riding attire, with a pair of red leather boots under his feet, silver spurs shining on the heels, and a slender leather whip in his hand. He smiled and walked over to the old drunkard's table, looking very personable.

"That young man is Jin Hao." My cousin whispered in my ear.

The old drunkard stood up, glared at Jin Hao, and clenched the shotgun tightly in his hand. Scold! Dangerous! A drunken man has no scruples. We were all terrified, and the people in the restaurant were all on their feet in fear. However, the young Jin Hao did not hurry, and calmly stepped over from there, glanced at the old drunkard, and then quietly passed by him. That bearing, that bravery, is indeed the demeanor of a big man, which is admirable.

He walked straight to the boss in the depths of the restaurant, and then put the holster of the pistol on the counter: "This holster is open, just now I went to the old cobbler's shop to take a look, and wanted him to fix it, but unfortunately he went out, the door was closed, so I had to put the holster here for the time being, if you see the old cobbler, please give him this holster, and let him fix it as soon as possible, you just say that the holster is mine." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll do it."

Jin Hao pulled out his pistol from his holster.

"I'll take the gun with me, maybe I'll be able to put it to use sometime and somewhere, because someone is trying to murder me!" Jin Hao smiled as he took out a cigarette from the silver cigarette case, put it in his mouth, and then lit the cigarette.

"Haha! You have such a sense of humor......"

The restaurateur greeted him with a flattery and put the holster on the counter.

"Then I'm sorry for you!" As he spoke, Jin Hao hurried away like a gust of wind.

The old drunkard watched him walk away, and suddenly shouted loudly: "It's hateful, this stinky boy who doesn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth dares to point fingers at Sang and scold Huaidi to be arrogant!" Bastard, you really don't want to live anymore? I just need to 'bang' it with this gun to make sure he can't go home!"

He picked up the shotgun, pushed the bullet and loaded it, and his son Jiang Zhize was so frightened that he hurriedly snatched the gun from the old drunkard's hand.

"Dad, come on, don't do stupid things!" Then he pushed his father back into his chair.

Su Fengnan was crying very pitifully.

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Dear Lang! I'll leave it at that, but I always think as if something terrible is going to happen, as if there's a kind of stupid malice......

Yingzi

November 14 in Baima Village, Luojia Town

Of course, Eiko's letter is more than that, but that's all there is to it about this story.

Stupid malice?...... Although the case is still only imaginary, judging from the bad relationship between the old drunkard's family and the young man Jin Hao, I have a vague feeling that the case will happen sooner or later. Ever since Eiko became my helper, her instincts have become as sensitive as a wolfdog. Lang Xiaobai read the letter again and fell into deep thought.