The husband of the good flower felt that his woman didn't love him anymore, but he thought about the reader, otherwise, in such a cold weather, why would he stand outside the door and listen to the sound of reading?

was ready to kill his own woman for a while, but at this time, a strong wind blew, the heavens and the earth were in chaos, almost regardless of east, west, north and south, I felt that it was inappropriate, and I didn't dare to kill people, otherwise, people were watching the sky, I'm afraid it was not a thing.

Haohua also entered the door of the house, closed, speechless relative to her husband, and her mood was quite bad, at this time, with a gust of wind, the voice of the scholar came again, which sounded quite good, so that Haohua couldn't help but feel a little confused, and wanted to rush out of the door again, but thinking of her husband being so cruel, once she went out, she was afraid that she would be poisoned by him, so it was better to stay in her own room.

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Of course, in order to show off some of his culture, he also spent a few cents in an inconspicuous grocery store to buy a pair of glasses and put them on. But when I put on my glasses and look at others, I think it's really like this, living like a reader, or even more than a reader.

Haohua sometimes sees her husband's appearance, and she can't help but secretly have fun behind her back, it seems that her plan is wrong again, and she doesn't need to go to that scholar, isn't her husband a scholar?

The husband of the good flower is looking at the villain's book while selling some fruit hoes and other things on the roadside, making a little money to live, and supplementing the family, otherwise, in this idle time, stay at home every day to watch people play cards, and it has long been boring, isn't it? This time, the main meaning of coming out to the market to do business is not to make money, but to relax the mood, don't think too much about those messy and things, especially the scholar, when I think of him, for some reason, the husband of the good flower hates it so much.

After being busy for a while, when he was free, the husband of the good flower looked at the villain book, and with the company of this book, he also had some Sven meaning, and people saw him like this, and he would no longer laugh at his lack of culture and illiteracy.

When the husband of the good flower was reading this villain's book, of course he couldn't understand the words, because he hadn't read the book, so it was strange that he could understand it. Reading books is just for pretending, looking at the pictures on them, which is of course the best way to pass the time for him who is bored.

Sometimes the good flower will also come to help, when there is nothing to do, he will sit on the side and watch the fortune telling, and his husband will take out a villain book at this time, look at it with care, although just look at the pictures above, but for the good flower, this is enough.

It can almost be said that there are no regrets in this life.

Haohua's husband is a very smart person, and some things he has heard about are often forgotten for a long time, and he has heard Shaoqiu read a book before, but after listening to it once, he can recite it backwards and forget it almost for the rest of his life.

It's just that I haven't read the book, and if I read the almanac, sometimes I may have to read it wrong and misunderstand the meaning of it, but after listening to Shaoqiu's reading, I remembered it instantly, and I will never forget it.

After selling fruits and hoes for a day in Lu Town, and returning home, after counting the money, there was nothing to do for a while, and the husband of the good flower began to read again, reading that kind of villain book, there is really no way, otherwise, once his own woman goes to find the reader, even if it is just to talk to him and talk about the day, it is already terrible enough for the husband of the good flower.

In desperation, Haohua's husband had no choice but to sit under the lamp in his free time, holding a villain book, wearing flat glasses, and reading carefully, his voice was very loud, and for a while it was much louder than Shaoqiu's reading.

Reading is the book that Shaoqiu reads.,It has nothing to do with the words on the villain's book.,It's just a show.,In fact, I don't know these words at all.,And at this time,The night is gradually deepening.,Haohua saw her husband so serious.,Like a reader.,Sometimes I have to serve a cup of tea or something.。

But after a while, Haohua found that something was wrong, although her husband was reading, no, kept turning the pages, but what she read did not change, it could be said that it was exactly the same, and then she knew that she had been deceived by her husband, and the book her husband read was not the text she read at all.

"The day is at the end of the mountain, and the Yellow River flows into the sea......" Haohua's husband read like this, and the whole night passed, and he turned over an unknown number of pages, but he always read this poem.

This made Haohua a little puzzled, and she couldn't help but ask, "Why do you keep reading this, how many pages have you turned the book, can it still be the same as the previous text?" ”

"This ......" The husband of the good flower was at a loss for a while.

"Who are you lying to?" Haohua was angry for a while, and immediately poured out the tea in front of her husband, and immediately went out of the house, dissipating like a gust of wind, completely blending into the night.

"Come back!" The husband of the good flower rushed out of the house and chased after him, wanting to pull his woman back, but he didn't dare to be with the scholar, otherwise, there might be a bloody disaster.

But the good flower didn't listen, and jumped forward vigorously, like a gust of wind, and gradually lost sight of the figure, leaving only a vague shadow in a wisp of wind and snow. The husband of the good flower stood on the road in a daze, thinking that his woman had gone to the door of Shaoqiu's house, and stood there talking to him as before.

This is a good flower husband, it is tantamount to a bolt from the blue, how can such a delicate woman share it with others, at this time he was furious, went out with a knife, and went out to seek revenge, once he was caught, he was successful in catching the rapist, and he should not be spared, either he was killed immediately, or he was slaughtered immediately, and he would not be tolerated.

"But," said the good husband, scratching his head, and a little stupidly, "if he really kills that scholar, it will be a little difficult to read and write in the future." ”

Haohua's husband felt that he shouldn't kill the scholar, otherwise, he might go to jail, so it was better to do nothing and pretend not to know, so naturally someone would kill him for himself. After thinking about it for a while, Haohua's husband was overjoyed, and he didn't plan to kill the scholar for a while, so he immediately returned to his house, because in his opinion, in this deserted village, there are more people who don't deal with that scholar, and he is not one of them, is he?

But not long after, the husband of the good flower found that his good flower suddenly appeared from the snow, and the original good flower was no different from the original, and even became more handsome and cute, and it was inconvenient to ask about those bad things for a while, and felt that it was a bit of a disappointment anyway, so it was better to ignore it.

"Why don't you sleep with it?" The husband of the good flower asked.

"Sleep on your braincase." Haohua scolded.

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On this day, the snowflakes still do not stop falling, the weather is quite cold, it is inconvenient to go out to do business, it is better to stay at home, cook meat to eat, or play the piano, this is a good choice, at this time, the good flowers will dance in front of the husband, like a fairy descending to earth, the family is happy, it is really very happy.

"It's better to be alone than to be happy." The husband of the good flower recited a poem.

"What do you mean?" Haohua didn't understand and asked blankly.

"Alas, you jump first, I'll go out for a while, and I'll come right away." Haohua's husband dropped these words, and immediately went out of the house and headed towards Shaoqiu's house.

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Shaoqiu was staying in his own room, facing the wind and snow outside the door, for a while, he was really sighing in vain, these days, he was haggard, he was simply unclothed, living in a deserted village, it was a crime, at this time, he smelled a wisp of meat in the air, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and he also wanted to buy some meat to eat, but he touched his pocket, it was empty, there was nothing, there were a few books, but can books be eaten as meat?

At this moment, I heard a gentle knock on the door, and then I crouched down by the broken window, looking inside, my eyes rolling like thieves, and I don't know what kind of calculation I was making.

"Who's lying by the window?" Shaoqiu opened the door and looked out, if he didn't look at it, he was really shocked to see it, it turned out to be the husband of a good flower!

"Let's go!" The husband of the good flower took Shaoqiu's hand, and he didn't relax no matter what, and he was going to his home to drink a glass of light wine with himself.

"What are you doing here?" Shaoqiu asked.

"You'll find out when you go." The good flower husband replied.

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Haohua stayed at home, and when she saw that her husband was out, there was no one at this time, so she lost the interest in dancing, so she sat down and drank a glass of light wine, otherwise, the weather was very cold, and it was really impossible to dispel this terrible death-like cold!

After calming down, a smile gradually appeared on her face, and it seemed that she was drunk and charming, and the word enchanting was no longer enough to describe this beauty.

Presumably, any man facing this situation will inevitably be excited, and may even do something deviant. And at this time, in the midwinter season, a peach tree outside the door actually opened a flower for no reason, and then another flower, it seems, very impressive, people's mood, even if it is very bad, when you encounter this thing, it will dissipate in an instant.

Haohua looked at the peach tree outside the door in a daze, and felt a little strange, inevitably had some thoughts, and felt that it might bring some disasters to herself, but as soon as she had this idea, the peach blossom disappeared immediately, like a gust of wind, so weird that it was a little terrifying.

Just thinking about this, there were footsteps in front of the door, a little messy, it should be more than the husband, so I greeted it, and looked, isn't it, the shadow of another person appeared behind the husband, it turned out to be the scholar.

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