Dressed as a villain's wife

"Master Liao, Master Liao, I have really thought of a solution, please, please forgive me!" He lay heavily at Liao Er's feet, and his back was covered with sweat because of the delay in getting a reply. .

Cloudy beads of sweat hung on the tip of his nose, and he felt that he was about to be out of breath.

"Then tell me, what idea did you think of?" Liao Er raised his eyebrows and asked.

Hearing his words, he let out a heavy breath, and then slowly said: "Master Liao, I have found my family members. I have only one son in my family. They will definitely save me with money!"

Liao Er took out the dagger he was carrying and played with it in his hand, but the people behind him understood what he meant.

Two burly men stepped forward together, surrounding Shen Shen in the middle.

Seeing that their fists were about to fall, Shen Shen seemed to have reacted, and hurriedly knelt down and hugged Liao Er's boots.

"Master Liao, I understand, I understand, I won't lose the interest." Zhong Zhong laughed with him, his face covered with blood and silt squeezed together, and the originally simple and honest face suddenly looked very similar. Bedbugs on the ground.

"Huh?" Liao Er let out a soft sound, but was seriously frightened and shivered.

"My wife, my wife!" Zhong Zhong suddenly became agitated, as if he had grasped the straw to save his life, he knelt down straight.

"Master Liao saw it before. My wife is born well. If Master Liao is willing to give me another chance, I will give her to you, and I will give her to you!"

Liao Er seemed to have thought that he would say this a long time ago, he just chuckled, bent down and took the dagger to pat his heavy face.

"Just your daughter-in-law? I'm afraid she's been played to death. Why, you still want to use something like this to perfuse me?"

The scorching sun was shining heavily and he was sweating all the time, but the cold blade fell on his face again and again, he only felt his throat tighten and he was a little speechless.

"Do you remember that you said that you have a younger sister?"

The word "sister" was said lightly by Liao Er, but Zhong Chong felt dizzy even more.

He had inquired a long time ago, his parents couldn't afford a few taels of silver now, but that little girl Shen Miaomiao became the owner of a restaurant, why couldn't she come back with a few hundred taels of silver a month?

If, if that girl is gone, where can he ask for money?
"Master Liao, Master Liao, it's not that I don't want to, it's my sister, she, she has already settled for someone else."

In the end, Shen Shen could only pull Twelve out.

Although he thought about selling his sister, at least he could exchange some gift money. If Liao Er really took Miaomiao away, he would lose everything.

"Is it settled?" Liao Er wiped the blood stains on the dagger on his heavy coat, with a playful tone.

"Then I can only cut off one of your fingers."

Shen Shen's heart trembled, and his lips began to tremble.

"Master Liao, Master Liao, I am serious, I can really pay for it, please, please let me go this time!"

Seeing such a lot of gamblers, Liao Er didn't react, he just let the two thugs hold the heavy hand, and he stepped on the heavy left hand.

Seeing that the dagger had cut the skin, Shen Chong only cried and begged for mercy: "Master Liao, Master Liao, I know I was wrong, my sister, my sister is the owner of Sanweiju, she has money! She has money! I will, tomorrow, I will pay back the money tomorrow!"

Liao Er stopped and looked at the two thugs.

One of them whispered something in his ear, and Liao Er withdrew his knife.

"Then tomorrow afternoon, the old place is waiting for you. If you don't come, let your wife collect your body."

"Thank you Master Liao, thank you Master Liao."

The weight on his body disappeared, and he heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

Before he could recover, he heard Liao Er's voice drifting into his ears.

"I want to see 120 taels of silver tomorrow, and your sister."

Liao Er led the people away, leaving only Shen Shen lying limp in the yard sweating.

It took less than a quarter of an hour, but his current clothes were soaked with sweat from inside to outside.

"Damn, it's really unlucky." Shen Zhong cursed in a low voice, and staggered up from the ground.

Smelling the foul smell coming from under him, he gritted his teeth heavily, and didn't have the heart to look for Li Lian anymore, so he limped to the backyard to clean up his embarrassment.

When Aunt Osmanthus came back, she saw her courtyard door was wide open, and the door bolt was broken in two and fell to the ground.

Aunt Osmanthus paused when she stepped into the yard, hurriedly put the vegetable basket in her hand aside, and carefully entered the house with a wooden stick in her hand.

Could it be that there were thieves in the house?

Aunt Osmanthus's heart went up and down until she saw the marks of the ax chopping on the door of Li Lian's room, and Aunt Osmanthus raised her heart straight to her throat.

When she opened the door and went in, she saw Li Lian lying unconscious in the room.

Li Lian's face was pale, and she was clutching a piece of broken tile tightly in her right hand, but the wrist of her left hand was dripping with blood, and the open flesh was still bleeding slowly, so frightened that the wooden stick in Aunt Osmanthus' hand fell to the ground with a clang. on the ground.

"Li Lian, Li Lian!"

Quickly went up and hugged the man in her arms, Aunt Osmanthus pinched the man for her, but there was no response, and she panicked.

She could only wrap a piece of cloth around her wrist, and then hurried out the door behind her back.

She doesn't like Li Lian, but she has been her daughter-in-law for a few years, and in the past two years, her son has been sorry for her.

With guilt and panic in her heart, Aunt Osmanthus carried him back to Jihetang with a sigh of relief.

"Respect, respect!"

Aunt Osmanthus ran all the way, her face was covered with beads of sweat, Wang Jingzhi was cleaning, saw her like this and hurried over to catch her.

Feeling the light weight in his arms, Wang Jingzhi was a little surprised, but he still put him on the small bed.

"Auntie, what's the matter with you?"

Aunt Osmanthus took a breath, then pointed to Li Lian and said, "She, she had a gash cut on her hand, she bled, shed a lot of blood!"

Looking at it now, the brown strip of cloth on Li Lian's wrist was already black, and it goes without saying that it was soaked in blood.

Aunt Osmanthus had lived for so many years, but this was the first time she met someone in her family who wanted to die.

Thinking that Li Lian might have been forced into this by her own son, Aunt Osmanthus felt very uncomfortable.

"Auntie, rest for a while, let me take a look." Wang Jingzhi knew Li Lian, although he was not very familiar, but he had met Li Lian when he was in the village.

Although she became a bit bitter and mean on the way to escape from famine, but now lying in front of her with a blank face as if she was dead, Wang Jingzhi was still in a daze.

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