Crossing the road to riches

Chapter 44 The Refugee and Fufu's Stepfather
Wen Hao had no choice but to take a long breath from the left and take a long breath from the right to wipe the little guy's face clean.

Left and right rubbed the ass that was spanked by her just now, which made Fufu feel hot and shy, but he didn't want to resist, and felt a little comfortable.

Wen Hao knew that Fufu's stepfather's family was vicious and shameless, but he didn't expect to come so quickly, and came to the door the next day.

Zhang Sanlang brought Nian Qiaoqiao to Wenjia Village, and asked where Wen Hao was along the way, and this question was serious. Whenever the word Wen Hao was mentioned, it was all a boast. After a while, he found out about Wen Hao's situation.

This is not only promising to make money, but also becoming the head of the patriarch at a young age. No one is jealous of this position, and her appearance is bright and beautiful, especially Nian Qiaoqiao. How could that ugly monster be worthy of it? It should be his own wife.

Nian Qiaoqiao thought again of his marriage contract that smelled of chicken manure. He was unwilling no matter what, and dragged his father to a place where no one was around.

"Father is not fair, why did you find such a good wife for the ugly Nian Fufu, look at who you found for your own son, the whole body smells like chicken, I feel like throwing up when I get close , I don't want to marry a woman like this."

Zhang Sanlang was also furious when he slapped his thigh: "How do I know this, but her family was really poor back then, otherwise, how could she buy such an ugly monster?"

Nian Qiaoqiao's eyes were red with jealousy: "Dad, look at his current appearance. If it weren't for the scars on his face, he would not be recognized. He was hurt by his wife. My wife has passed through the door." After that, I can't catch chickens to feed them every day, kill chickens, sweep chicken manure, and make my whole body smell bad, father, why do you abuse me like this."

It's not that Zhang Sanlang raped her son, but that the head of the family died and the family had to pay for the two younger sisters to marry a man. She really had no choice.What's more, the chicken farmer is still rich, so he won't go there hungry. Qiaoqiao: "My dear, your mother is dead, and father has nothing to do. The family really has no money. Your two sisters are waiting for you." What about marrying your husband, besides, father thinks she likes you, and her family is not bad, so I won't wrong you."

Nian Qiaoqiao was wronged, after all, it was not because of her two worthless younger sisters: "But I don't want to marry that kind of ugly monster, I want to marry Wen Hao, who is good-looking, promising, and makes money. The most important thing is to love myself very much." Husband's wife."

Zhang Sanlang's mind turned around. If Wen Hao married Qiaoqiao, then the man in Wenjia Village would be chosen by him for his daughter, and she would get a lot of money for filial piety, which is comparable to that stingy Huang Daxian. A whole chicken was reluctant to give it to him. Looking at his beautiful son, he didn't know how many times better than Fufu that year: "Father thought that Fufu was not worthy of that year, and this kind of good woman should be worthy of our family. Qiaoqiao is."

Seeing her father on the road, Nian Qiaoqiao had a shy expression on her face: "What father said was that it was too late for Fufu to hide from his father that year, let alone filial piety. Definitely give it to Dad."

This made Zhang Sanlang have endless fantasies, and immediately he had a plan in his mind: "Then let's try, but we can't make it public. If it doesn't work, then Huang Daxian will still have to hang, it can be regarded as a way out, isn't it?" ?”.

When Nian Qiaoqiao mentioned that Huang Daxian felt disgusted, every time the chickens sent to his house were not alive, some of them were almost stinky, if it weren't for the fact that there was no meat to eat, he would not be so reluctant to eat.

Zhang Sanlang immediately pulled his son: "Let's go, then we don't need anything this time, let's get close to each other in a way, whether you succeed or not depends on your own strength, don't blame Daddy for not giving you a chance."

The two of them came to Wen Hao's place, Wen Hao looked at the smiling old man who looked like he had seen a ghost and the man with cramp in the corner of his eyes and felt nauseated for a while.

But Fufu understood what Nian Qiaoqiao was doing. Nian Qiaoqiao had always done this, trying to please women to get some benefits or gifts.

Fufu was also afraid that his wife would take the bait. It wasn't that he was jealous, but that a person like Nian Qiaoqiao was definitely not worthy of his wife, let alone a real husband. He seemed to have seen what was on her head The cuckold didn't even care about so many voices and stood in front of the wife: "You are not welcome here. What are you doing here?".

Wen Hao didn't expect Fufu to be so brave this time, it seems that he really listened to what he said.

That Sanlang's expression immediately went down: "You are so disrespectful in your wife's house? Did your wife let you speak? Besides, you still talk to your father so unreasonably, you are disrespectful and unfilial. ".

Then he turned his face and smiled and said to Wen Hao: "I'm sorry, he has a wild and arrogant temper, unlike his brother who is clever, submissive and well-behaved. He didn't teach him well at home. I hope you can be more tolerant."

Nian Qiaoqiao on the side also looked at her shyly and pinched her throat and said, "It's different for my brother to be in his mother's house than to be married. He should treat his wife better. Don't make my good sister angry."

Immediately afterwards, he owed Wen Hao a body, and looked at him with a springy face: "Qiaoqiao apologizes for my brother, sister Haohao is so gentle and considerate, I definitely won't blame my brother."

Wen Hao originally thought that they were here to fight the autumn wind, but unexpectedly, they really turned their ideas on her. Now it's fun, so she will have a good time and laugh: "Of course not, although Fufu It's more dull, not as beautiful and sensible as Brother Qiaoqiao but still capable."

Fufu felt extremely uncomfortable. Could it be that the wife is also fascinated, Nian Qiaoqiao's appearance of red flowers and willows is indeed much better than herself.

But no matter how old he is, he can't make his wife's head green and make others laugh at him. Any decent son of another's family is fine, even if he is lazy, it doesn't matter if he doesn't touch the sun with his ten fingers. Anyway, he will do it. Live, but the year is not good.

But at the moment, the wife-owner might not be able to listen to her own words.

He can only be rough, if his wife wants to punish him in the future, he can do whatever he wants.

Picking up the broom on the side, he rushed towards the two of them: "Go away, this is my home, and you are not my father, I have nothing to do with you."

Zhang Sanlang and Nian Qiaoqiao wanted to have a fit, but they could only endure it in front of Wen Hao, who had a good impression of Qiaoqiao just now.

Fufu is determined to drive people away, even if others think he is unfilial or a shrew, it doesn't matter if he is jealous.

Wen Hao really didn't want to harm his eyes and ears, and he didn't intend to keep anyone: "I'm really sorry, Fufu has a bad temper, you go back first, if there is something wrong, you can find it at the entrance of the market in half a month. If you come to me in the small courtyard, you can find out as soon as you ask."

The two left contentedly.

After leaving, Fufu plopped down and knelt down and held the broom high above his head: "If my wife wants to teach me a lesson, then teach me, it's the right thing to do."

Just now, the wife-master blamed herself inside and outside the words, so she should let the wife-master vent her anger well, this time he specified that he didn't get it wrong.

Wen Hao really couldn't hold back and gave Fufu a big chestnut on his head: "You said, what good is it for you to be a wife to death? Do you want to remarry?".

Fufu shook his head stubbornly without daring to do so.

"Then you don't remember what I said?"

Only then did Fufu get up in a hurry, observing the wife's face: "Then isn't the wife angry when I did this just now?".

I couldn't help being a little funny: "Why am I angry, this is Fufu's home, isn't it normal that Fufu doesn't welcome others?"

It was only after hearing what the wife said that he dispelled the uneasiness in his heart.

He also took the opportunity to tell Fufu about his plan: "The things here can be left to everyone, so let's go back to the town. We plan to find a shop in the town and we will build our own shop, and we will leave it to you here." It’s fine for Wen Chun and Wen Mao to manage it individually, I can trust the two of them, the town is not far from here, and it’s convenient to come back for anything, what do you think, Fu Fu?”.

This kind of matter is naturally the decision of the head of the family, and the wife-owner specifically asked for his own opinion, which shows how much the wife-owner values ​​him. A small happy thing instantly cleared the haze of today.

Raised his small face: "It's fine for the wife to decide, Fufuquan listens to the wife."

What a pleasing answer.

But God is destined to be an eventful day. It was supposed to be a happy event. Finally, Grandma Dong’s eldest daughter did not let her get along in the village. The second daughter also made a statement. Come back with a catty of coarse grains.Although one thousand catties is not much for the people in the village, it is enough for an emergency. Although Wen Hao is sure that no one will go hungry, he can't eat yams every day.

I don't believe that the food transporter has just arrived, and the food transporter has just entered the village, but the food transporter is the servant of the eldest daughter and son-in-law's family, and he looks down on them in his bones, and even the servant is not a good face .

I directly asked someone to notify me, threw the grain at the entrance of the village, and went back to do business. The people in the village were very enthusiastic. After all, they came to deliver food to us, and they even ran out to deliver cold water to them. But people don't appreciate it.

An accident happened before the food could be moved back. A wave of refugees wanted to go to the town and county to beg on this road. Although they didn't starve to death, they all turned blue.

The little girl's grandmother was about to fall to the ground, and even the raw food smelled bad.

The little girl sensibly helped the old man to sit on a stone beside him, and came to these aunts by herself, knelt down and kowtowed three times without saying a word.

"Uncles and aunts, I beg you, please give me something to eat, my grandma is about to starve to death, please, I just need a little bit."

The child kneeling on the ground praying was only six or seven years old. Seeing that the child's grandmother was about to fall to the ground, it was difficult to even open his eyes.

How can this scene not move people, but the food is not their personal, but everyone's, even those who want to get ahead are hesitant.

But after all, he is a soft-hearted person. Wen Liu looked at the child really pitifully, and discussed with the person next to him: "Why don't we give some, it doesn't matter at all."

The little girl was hopeful when she heard this, and hurriedly kowtowed even harder, seeing that blood was about to seep, Wen Liu couldn't take it anymore, her eyes turned red and she didn't care so much, so she just pulled the child up .

"Good boy, don't knock it down, you are a filial person. I, Wen Liu, will eat less food today, but this food is not mine. I don't have any more food, but it's better than nothing."

It's not that Wen Liu didn't think about Wen Hao's thoughts, but she thought that Wen Hao could do so many good deeds for the village, and she was no worse than this little girl. At worst, the patriarch would be credited with the credit in the Palace of the King of Hell.

Yibite dug a hole into the grain sack, grabbed two taels of cornmeal from it, and gave it to the little girl: "Here, just take it and don't sprinkle it. You can walk towards this road for a while and you will reach the town." I heard that it only takes a few hours to go from the town to the county, and I won’t die from starvation.”

The little girl kowtowed a few more times, thanked her repeatedly, and then helped her grandma get up and leave. The old man cried and bowed while being supported by his little granddaughter, saying: "It's great, we can be saved. Great to be saved."

The group receiving the food was full of sympathy and praised Wen Liu. Wen Liu felt that his pride was written all over his face. He had done a good deed and was recognized by everyone. Let's talk about myself, maybe I will look at myself more.

It's just to pick up the food and come back. Wen Hao didn't expect so many things to happen.

The food was only halfway back, when suddenly refugees from nowhere came around and knelt on the ground and kowtowed one by one, some of them were big, small and old: "Please do me a favor, we are already hungry It's been a long time, and I'm going to starve to death."

Now it's not just a few taels of food that can be solved.

At first, it was Wen Liudai who looked at Wen Liu with his head at this moment. Wen Liu was a little flustered and felt proud just now, but now he vaguely felt that he had caused trouble. It was better for Wen Mao to come over and see that something was wrong, so hurry up I went to the patriarch.

Wen Liu knew that this food could not be distributed: "You go, this is also our life-saving food, I can't control you."

One of the women raised her head and looked at Wen Liu with some resentment: "Whatever it is, we can't share it. Our life is not our life, so you can share it with them just now?".

Immediately afterwards, he pointed to the two grandmothers who were kneeling at the back and tried to get a share of the pie. The grandmother turned her face away and dared not look at Wen Liu.

Some of them pushed the little girl who kowtowed just now, Xu thought that Wen Liu liked it, so he pushed her and kowtowed in front of her.

The little girl did the same thing and tried to get some food, otherwise, if everyone didn't have food, how could the grandma and grandma keep their own food, anyway, they were stupid and had a lot of food.

"I beg my aunt to take pity on us, give us some more food, and kowtow in front of Wen Liu with snot and tears."

Wen Liu still knows the importance: "This is also our life, the life of our whole village, I can't give it to you, I have done my best just now."

The little girl didn't agree and still sold miserably: "Auntie, please share with us. You are not hungry anyway. With so much food, you will have a long life, but we are going to starve to death. You can't just watch us die, you Not giving would be tantamount to killing us."

Wen Liu's hot blood fell into the ice hole, the doll in front of him was so young that it was really chilling.

"No! If you make trouble again, just return the food to me."

Unexpectedly, there are more and more refugees behind. Seeing that there are people with food here, more and more people gather to join the crying team.

Everyone doesn't know what to do, there are more and more people, what if they are not robbed, they really may not be able to beat them if they take their lives to rob them.

Some felt sorry for these people, thinking that the patriarch planted potatoes. He heard that he could harvest tens of thousands of catties. If he couldn’t finish eating, he would sell them for money. .

(End of this chapter)