Sister-in-law from a poor family

It was night, and the evening wind was filled with thick moisture.It was humid and hot, and even the earthen walls were covered with moisture.

It was such a sultry day and it was about to rain. Wan Fengti pulled a sack and hurried back to the village from the mountain.

The sack was so bulging that it was impossible to see what was inside, but his face was filled with joy that could not be hidden.

"There is meat to eat again, there is meat to eat again. Humph, if you ask me to play the harp, this prey will fall into my hands." He muttered softly in his mouth, and his steps became more and more brisk.

After all, there is an ancestral hall next to the road back to his home from the mountain. Inside are the memorial tablets of the ancestors of Wansheng Village, as well as some things that everyone will use for weddings and weddings.

Normally no one would come to this place except when cleaning and offering sacrifices.

He walked this road basically every day and never thought there was anything here.

But he didn't know why today, when he saw this ancestral hall, he actually felt like he was getting scared.

Shaking his head to get rid of the hairy feeling, he walked that way as usual.

I was thinking about how to eat the rabbits and badger pigs in the sacks at night, and I couldn't help but sigh that Qin Mianmian's noose was really useful.

If he hadn't been able to untie it completely, he would have chosen a place where the other party couldn't find it and put it again, and wouldn't have chosen to cut the noose at all.

This not only prevents the Fu family from getting prey, but also allows his family to eat meat every day.

The more I thought about it, the happier I became. The feeling of hairiness just now was suppressed by joy.

Just when I was happy, suddenly my eyes went dark.

He didn't know what was covering his head. He just felt a chill in the back of his heart and took two steps forward.

"Who is it?" He shouted angrily, and the next moment there was another pain on his back.

He didn't know what it felt like, but he vaguely felt as if someone was kicking him, and then someone hit him with a big fist.

He didn't know how many times he was beaten, and he hurriedly begged for mercy, but the other party didn't say a word.

He didn't know when the opponent had finished beating him, and there was no movement for a long time before he dared to slowly pull off the thing on his head.

But there was no one around at this moment, let alone people, even the prey he had worked so hard to get from the mountain just now was gone along with the sack.

"Who the hell, who the hell, if you have the ability to fight me, a sneak attack is nothing." He was anxious and angry, and wanted to find that person, skin him and cramp him, but there was no one around him.

Moreover, he was still covered in injuries, and it would hurt if he twisted even slightly.

"Who is the sinister person behind Killing Thousand Swords who has the ability to fight openly and honestly?" The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

He stood there for a while before leaving, but instead of going home, he turned around and headed in the direction of Fu's house.

It was almost dark now. Although the Fu family said their life was a little better now, they still owed Dr. Sun money for medicine, so they still couldn't bear to light an extra lamp.

Fangfang had already gone to bed, and Futian, who was in poor health, also returned to the house early.

Qin Mianmian and Fu Chen were picking beans, while Fu Jingbo was holding an ax and preparing to chop firewood again.

"Jing Bo, please stop chopping firewood after you've just finished washing." Qin Mianmian shouted, "If nothing happens, please bring us two buckets of water."

Water will be needed to soak the beans later and to make tofu tomorrow. Qin Mianmian really feels that Fu Jingbo might as well fetch two buckets of water to chop firewood now.

After these two days, Fu Chen was no longer surprised that Fu Jingbo listened to her words.

At this moment, he put down the ax obediently and found a bucket to fetch water, with a happy smile on his face.

"It's good that you can make him listen to you. I was worried that if something happened to us, no one would care about him.

You just live a good life like this, and I will be responsible for the work from now on. No matter how you teach me, I won't have any objection. "She said it sincerely, but Qin Mianmian smiled.

According to the degree of love and care Fu Chen has for Jing Bo, the credibility of what she just said is zero.

He said that he could teach him whatever he wanted, but if he really went too far, he would definitely not get a good color.

It's not that Fu Chen is not good, it's just human nature.

After a while, Fu Jingbo picked up two buckets of water and poured them into the large water tank next to the kitchen stove.

"Hey, he knows how to pour it into the water tank, Mianmian, you didn't seem to say that just now." Mrs. Fu Chen said in surprise, as if she had discovered a new world.

Qin Mianmian was also a little surprised, but after seeing Fu Jingbo's expressionless face, the surprise disappeared.

"Mom, he's just mentally retarded, not a fool. There are things he can do if you ask him to do them, and you feel sorry for him too."

"Hey, that's what you said. The life belongs to the two of you. As long as you sincerely live a good life, my mother will definitely not say anything."

The two people were talking to each other, and the scene was very harmonious.

But all this was shattered by a kick from outside the courtyard gate.

"Don't think I don't know it was you who beat me. Why, you dare to hit me but not admit it?"

"Get out of here, you weren't so crazy during the day, and you didn't beat me very hard just now. Why are you pretending to be a turtle now?"

Wan Feng was yelling at the entrance of the courtyard, just as Fu Jingbo fetched a bucket of water from the well and looked over after hearing the sound.

"Okay, you beat me so vigorously just now, now pretend to be here to fetch water. I let you beat me, let you beat me."

Wan Feng was so angry that he rushed over and tried to snatch the bucket from his hand.

His voice was so loud that several nearby houses were frightened by him and walked out.

Just when he was about to grab the bucket, there were already many people watching at the entrance of the courtyard.

Fu Jingbo saw that he was trying to grab the bucket before he could put it down, so he refused to let him go. He stretched out his hand and dodged away with the bucket.

Qin Mianmian had been sitting at the door of the kitchen and couldn't help but sigh secretly when she saw his action.

"Where did the mad dog bark?" Qin Mianmian put down the beans in his hand, dusted them off and stood up and asked.

The disgust in his tone could not be hidden, and his face was filled with contempt.

It's a pity that today is muggy and cloudy.

Their house only lit two oil lamps, and the light was very dim.

Wan Feng in the yard could only see her slender figure, but could not see the contempt on her face.

"If you keep pretending, you dare to say that it wasn't you who beat me just now." Wan Feng felt even more angry when he heard her voice was so calm.

"Oh, you were beaten." Qin Mianmian exclaimed, picked up her plain hemp skirt and trotted into the yard.

Taking a closer look, Wan Feng's face was indeed a little swollen.

"Oh, this is a good thing done by some god and bodhisattva. I have to thank him." She continued to exclaim.

These exclamations reached his ears, and Wan Feng was so angry that his head buzzed.

"Why, you were so crazy during the day, but now you don't dare to admit that you hit someone?" (End of Chapter)