flee from famine!After being forced to sell to a rough man, I counterattacked

Chapter 29 There is a destructive desire to break this pear flower
Qin Min didn't seem to understand why he would ask this question, and said naturally: "When I marry my husband, I will belong to him, and my husband is my god, so I should always think about it."

Fu Minglai shattered her sky in a cold voice, "Your husband sold you."

Qin Min was startled, and the tears that had accumulated for a long time slid down his cheeks, and he muffled his voice.

"I know, don't say any more!"

Fu Minglai stared at her coldly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, "Since you know, why don't you blame him."

Qin Min's eyes became even redder. Facing his stare, he said gently but stubbornly: "No matter how wrong my husband is, he is also my dearest person. I will never blame him no matter what."

Her hair was loose and disheveled, her small face was hooked as if it was only the size of a palm, her eyes were full of water, and there was still redness at the end of her eyes.

The whole person is like a pear flower that has been tortured by autumn rain, weak and weak, but can confront him without giving in for a rotten person.

Fu Minglai's eyes were cold and dark.

There is a destructive desire to break the pear blossom, lest it continue to be stupid and annoying.

It's just that this pear blossom doesn't grow in his garden, no matter how stupid he is, it's his turn to pick it off.

Fu Minglai said with a sullen face, "If you want, I can bring your husband over here."

After all, Qin Min is the one who takes care of his sister, he can take care of her.

Violence flashed in his eyes, he couldn't stop her from being stupid, but he had enough means to make her husband reborn, start a new life, and become an excellent flower protector.

Qin Min's eyes shone slightly when he heard this, as if he had a little more expectation, but when Fu Minglai thought she was going to say goodbye, the eyes dimmed again.

She shook her head slightly, and said in a low voice: "My husband has great ambitions, how can I keep him by my side, as long as he remembers me for a moment when he is in his early years, that's enough."

Fu Minglai admitted defeat, "It's fine if you don't want to."

It's better for her husband to have a bright future, don't be lost to everyone, and don't let him want to be crushed to death when he is in a bad mood and have nowhere to look for.

"Thank you for your kindness, it's very kind of you."

Qin Min smiled sincerely, but luckily he dismissed it, so she didn't want that ugly thing dangling in front of her.

With tears in her eyes, she suddenly smiled at him, like the sun suddenly piercing through the dark clouds and rain, it was astonishingly brilliant.

Fu Minglai's eyes dimmed, did she really think he was good?

He has a tough appearance and a burly figure. He is not liked by ordinary women. When he is young, others are afraid of him and dislike him.

Regardless of past lives, no matter how valuable his status is, no one has ever treated him wholeheartedly like she treated her husband-in-law.

Although he felt that this kind of affection was foolish, deep down in his heart, it was inevitable that there would be some sourness and... envy.

He fell silent and sent people back to the thatched cottage.

When Qin Min saw his hut, his heart felt relieved, it could be regarded as his return.

She smelled the faint smell of blood wafting from her side, glanced at the stain on the corner of his sackcloth from the corner of her eye, it was obviously blood.

She didn't want to maliciously speculate on others, or even suspect that he had murdered others, but such a fact that was almost prejudiced was that once a brave and powerful man like him wanted to do something impulsively, others could not resist at all.

Qin Min returned to the house and was about to close the door.

A big hand suddenly pressed the door panel, and the door panel immediately seemed to be welded and could not move an inch.

Qin Min looked up and saw Fu Minglai with dark eyes. His muscular body was like a wild leopard full of strength, and it could easily swallow its prey including the skin and bones.

She raised her head slightly and said softly, "Is there anything else?"

Fu Minglai looked cold, "I forgot to ask, did you hear any noise in the forest just now?"

Qin Min asked in confusion, "What's the sound?"

Fu Minglai looked at her eyes that were red like a rabbit, and restrained his chill, "It's nothing."

He withdrew his hand.

Qin Min closed the door, quietly took off his shoes and lay down on the bed. Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the house, he lifted his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief.

If she guessed right, there should be two shrill cries she heard, the last one was a forest bird, and the first one was a human.

Otherwise, Fu Minglai wouldn't have asked a special question.

Plus bloodstains...

If it were changed to modern times, she could still play 110 and 120, but when she came to this place...

She sat up on the bed and did basic stretches.

It's better to raise yourself first before talking about other things.

the next morning.

Qin Min stood up refreshed, did a set of aerobics in the room, and then went out.

She felt that her physical condition was getting better, but others still felt that she was pale and emaciated, and her speech was weak.

Liang Dawei saw that she had only scooped up half a bowl of wild vegetable soup, so he added another big spoonful, "Little lady, eat more, if you don't have enough, add more."

Seeing Qin Min's slightly swollen eyes, Sun Chengyi frowned, "Little lady, have you ever cried?"

Liang Dawei stared at the words, and opened his throat, "What, the little lady is crying?"

Fu Minglai just walked into the thatched hut when he heard these words, his eyes fell on Qin Min, and he also felt that those eyes were more swollen than usual.

Holding a large bowl of wild vegetable soup, Qin Min said with a smile, "It's nothing, I drank too much soup yesterday and my eyes are a bit swollen."

Sun Chengyi was relieved, and said again: "If someone bullies you, just tell me, and I will definitely help you."

Liang Dawei also patted his chest, "And me!"

Qin Min slightly bent his lower lip, "Thank you."

The others couldn't help but said sourly: "This is how much you drink to make your eyes swell."

Liang Dawei stared at the man, "What do you mean by that? You are complaining that the little lady eats too much! See how much she can drink with such a small body!"

That person was too slow last night, not to mention the bone marrow, he didn't even snatch a few pieces of pig red. He was depressed all night, and he muttered aggrievedly: "We haven't had a few sips, so it's not enough to say a few words."

Someone also asked, "Will you cook pig blood soup today?"

I used to think wild vegetable soup was good, but after eating the pig blood soup last night, this wild vegetable soup became unpalatable.

Sun Chengyi shook his head, "The pig's blood and bones are all used up, what should I use to cook them?"

Qin Min was a little surprised. She went back to the house early last night, and she didn't see them rushing for the pig's blood soup. She didn't know that the pig's blood soup would be so popular.

Someone said: "How about we don't build fences today, and go hunt wild boars?"

Qin Min, "..."

Anyway, there's no need to run to kill a pig for the sake of mouth soup.

She felt that although the soup was fresh, it was still a little bland. If it was boiled with leeks, sprinkled with pepper and drizzled with sesame oil when it was out of the pan, the taste would be acceptable.

The others glanced at Fu Minglai and pushed each other.

Liang Dawei was pushed out.

He coughed softly, approached Fu Ming, and asked curiously: "Boss, what do you think of the pot of soup yesterday?"

　It seems that someone is reading my book, happy (*^▽^*)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)