Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft fox is pampered in the plane

Chapter 170 The pretty little widow in the village VS the God of War General (7)

Han Miaoer limped to the small kitchen and looked at the rough steamed bun and pickles that had just been left. She really had no appetite.

But when acting, you have to do the whole thing. Only in this way can Xu Mang's sympathy be constantly aroused.

In fact, judging from the situation just now, Xu Mang should have had something similar to being abused.

It's a pity that this time the plane is special. Han Miao'er can't verify it through the system, so he can only slowly learn about the hidden past of the execution target.

But one thing that remains unchanged is that Xu Mang will not just watch her being bullied to death.

Before there is any other plan, constantly gaining his sympathy and mercy is the only way to get closer.

Han Miao'er lowered her head in silence while eating next to Xiao Zao. When she heard the footsteps coming, she looked up sluggishly.

She saw Chengfeng coming over with a bowl filled with vegetables in confusion, placed it in front of her, and then turned around and left.

Chengfeng will only obey Xu Mang's orders.

Looking at the pile of dishes, a smile appeared in Han Miao'er's eyes.

Then Han Miaoer went to clear away the dishes, but the man still sat expressionless.

But Han Miaoer could feel that there was always a cold and vague gaze lingering on her.

She pretended not to know, and obediently took the dishes and chopsticks to wash.

"Chengfeng, wash the dishes."

Chengfeng, who was rubbing his stomach at the door and about to leave, was suddenly stunned.

He just didn't dare to ask anything in front of Han Miaoer, so he took the bowls and chopsticks from her hand helplessly and angrily.

"Chengfeng can do these things. You can heal your injuries."

The man finished speaking coldly and turned back to the house.

Han Miao'er looked at his back and couldn't help but sigh.

As expected of a cold male protagonist, he talks little and is aloof.

She was too lazy to struggle and slowly walked back to the easternmost hut.

Chengfeng was left alone looking at a pile of dishes and chopsticks in depression and helplessness.

"System, what's the current status of the favorability level?"

When Han Miaoer returned to the house, he blocked everything around him and asked about the system status.

"Sir, the situation is very complicated now. The execution target has very complicated feelings towards you. There is only a slight pity, but also a hint of disappointment and anger."

It's okay to say pity, but where do we start with this disappointment and anger?
"Could it be that my attitude disappointed him?"

Xu Manglai's inexplicable sympathy may be her attitude towards something she has experienced the same thing in the past, but maybe her disappointment and anger are because of her attitude towards this matter?
The system also expressed confusion.

Han Miaoer pondered for a moment and had a plan in mind.

This disappointment now may be Xu Mang's hope to open up his heart.

Early the next morning, Han Miaoer got up early and made breakfast.

Xu Mang frowned slightly when he heard the noise, but didn't say anything.

Looking at the food on the table, he turned to look at the person behind him who lowered his head and dared not speak: "Where is your medicine?"

Han Miao'er seemed to have just reacted. She looked at him in panic and stammered: "Huh? Drink, drink it, drink it since you got up early."

As if to prove something, Han Miaoer raised her head and looked at the man seriously: "Good medicine is bitter but good for the disease. I will not make fun of my body."

Xu Mang nodded, but looking at her head wrapped in gauze was really an eyesore: "Since you don't know how to make fun of your body, why do you let that old scoundrel treat you like this?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Han Miao'er's eyes, and it was indeed because of this.

"I tried. The more I resisted, the harder I got beaten. I couldn't beat her. After all, I am a member of the Mo family and I can't escape."

She held her bruised wrist tightly and spoke softly.

Xu Mang heard the grievance and helplessness in her soft voice. It turns out that I was not willing to fall into it, but I resisted, but it just didn't work.

"Even if you can't beat her, you can complain to the village chief or go to the government. If it doesn't work, you can ask your mother's family for help."

Han Miaoer burst into tears, as if she was struck by sadness.

"It's useless. This kind of thing is very common in the village. No one will care about it. At most, we can give some advice and we won't be embarrassed by the government."

She shed more tears as she spoke: "My married daughter, I am throwing water away. My family no longer cares about me."

This time it was Xu Mang's turn to be speechless.

So many times of resistance did not bring peace once, and he even became more aggressive towards her.

It can be seen how bad this woman's life is.

"Have you ever thought about leaving?"

As if he was afraid that she wouldn't understand, he added: "It's not about running away, it's about leaving, making peace with your husband."

Han Miaoer suddenly looked up at him without speaking.

However, Xu Mang saw the excitement, excitement and expectation in her eyes.

However, soon, the man's eyes quickly dimmed, leaving nothing but darkness.

Han Miao'er shook his head: "It's useless, reconciliation is impossible, the only option is to abandon her, but I won't be able to live like this."

In this era, there was harmony and separation, but most people who were nobles would do this.

Folks, especially in small villages like this, will divorce their wives.

However, if a woman is abandoned, she will be burdened with shame. She will be laughed at and scolded for the rest of her life, and she will not be able to hold her head up.

No one would want to marry such a woman.

"There is a mother-in-law in the village who was divorced by her husband's family when she was young. She was not allowed to enter the ancestral graves of her parents' family until she died, and was finally thrown into the deep mountains and forests."

Han Miaoer seemed to be afraid that something like this would happen to her. She lowered her body and shook uncontrollably.

Xu Mang didn't know where the anger came from.

This world is really harsh on women.

"Thank you for helping me, sir, but this is my fate."

"Fate? Huh, everything depends on man-made things. I never believe in fate."

He dropped these words angrily, got up and left.

Han Miao'er put away her aggrieved look. It was good. Once her emotions were aroused, it would be easier to take action next.

Chengfeng looked at his master who was in a bad mood again, and couldn't help but tilt his head to look at the woman in the main room.

What is so attractive about this woman?
Will the master, who has always been calm and self-possessed, always lose control like this?
He thought about it carefully, and the only good thing about this woman was her face.

She is indeed beautiful to say the least. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever met in this place.

But when it comes to women with good looks, there are many beauties in the capital and exotic dancers in the border areas.

Never before has the master stood up for them and affected their emotions like this?

When he thought about it at the end, Chengfeng was shocked. Could it be that his master just liked the widow? !

He suddenly seemed to have discovered some shocking secret, and was too panicked to speak.

It took him a long time to calm down.

If the master likes it, he, as a subordinate, must give his full support.

Thinking like this, she looked at the woman not far away with a firm look in her eyes.

If the master likes it, he must protect it well!
Looking at the woman picking up the basket and going out, he immediately asked: "Hey...where are you going?"