Who understands? I took the library with me to farm

Feng Qinkui had a guilty conscience. He and He Miao had just gotten into a heated argument. His brain was congested and he lost his mind. Feng Liu summoned him back to reality with just one sentence.

He remembered that his wife had a trump card in her hands, and his attitude softened instantly.

"My dear, you've been arguing and scolding me. It's time for you to get rid of your anger, right? Let's go home and talk slowly."

Mrs. Feng Liu snorted disdainfully, with a look of disdain on her face.

"Do you know that you have given in now? I'm telling you, it's too late."

"I was wrong, really wrong, I don't dare anymore." Feng Qinkui pleaded, looking around. "Besides, this is someone else's house after all. It will be difficult to explain when her son comes back from the academy."

To this day, he still thinks that his wife is just angry for a moment and will definitely not really break up with him. As long as she is coaxed back home, everything can still be discussed.

Mrs. Feng Liu no longer accepts this trick. The trump card in her hand is the legacy of the Feng family's ancestors.

At the beginning, the Feng family had a wealthy businessman, and the family was doing well. It was a well-known family in the local area. However, Feng Qinkui's great-grandfather spoiled his concubine and killed his wife. Not only did he lose the family property, he also ruined his great-grandmother's life. I also died tragically as a result.

Since then, my great-grandmother has established a family rule that cannot be shaken.

"The descendants of the Feng family must marry only one wife in their lifetime and treat each other wholeheartedly. They are not allowed to take concubines, keep outside wives, or have sex with others without a matchmaker. If there is any violation, the person will be expelled and kicked out, and the children will no longer recognize each other. , do not enter the ancestral graves after death.”

Every word of the family motto is filled with blood and tears, and it is the blood and tears of the great-grandmother who endured the humiliation. Her children have also witnessed the shamelessness of their scumbag father, and they are fully aware of the harm this behavior has caused to the family.

Therefore, even in an era when three wives and four concubines were common, the Feng family followed the family motto of only marrying one wife, which was passed down from generation to generation.

By Feng Qinkui's father's generation, the family had reached the extreme decline, and they lived in exile and settled in Jiuxing Village.

It is said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, so the Feng family is considered a wealthy family in the village, but because they have always followed the tradition of one wife, they have few children and grandchildren, and the population is not prosperous.

This ancestral precept was transcribed on a piece of brocade silk, kept in a box, and passed down from generation to generation between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. The premise is that the next generation of daughter-in-law to be passed on must be the daughter-in-law of the eldest family who gave birth to a son. If not, they will be passed on in turn. , whoever has the ancestral teachings in his hands will be the mistress of the Feng family.

When Mrs. Feng Liu first got married, her mother-in-law, although unruly, valued the family inheritance very much. Before her death, she properly handed over the ancestral teachings to Mrs. Feng Liu and told her to maintain the family's reputation and the integrity of the family.

As a result, this ancestral precept became a trump card that Feng Liu would not easily use.

The men of the Feng family all abide by the rules because they follow their family tradition. In other words, there are some who do not follow the rules but "have the ability" to do wrong things without being discovered.

In Feng Qinkui's generation, he had heard about it to some extent, but he had never really seen the power of the ancestral precepts.

Until now, he still had a sense of luck, betting that Feng Liu would not dare to suppress him with his ancestral precepts.

"Miao'er, let's go home and pack our luggage."

Mrs. Feng Liu looked at her man's cowardly look and was disgusted to the extreme. What she wanted to collect was Feng Qinkui's bedroll, and she wanted to kick this scumbag out as quickly as possible.

She feels refreshed now, and the bad days over the years have worn away the last trace of attachment and love she had for her husband.

It is a blind marriage. After marrying, you will have to serve your parents-in-law endlessly, fight with your sisters-in-law, and fight with your eldest sister-in-law and sister-in-law. Then you will be constantly unhappy, pregnant, struggling to give birth to a child, raising a young child, and finally dragging the older child until weaning. She immediately got pregnant again, and the torture continued.

Even now, when she is in her forties, she still has to worry about her children without stopping for a moment.

As long as you give birth to a child, you will not have a stable life for the rest of your life. Even if you die of old age, your children will still beg their parents for blessings on their graves.

She was tired of it all and numb to it.

It was as if I was a piece of meat pie sold by my parents. After years of beating, it turned into meat paste. What kind of hardness could a piece of meat paste have? Naturally, it can be shaped into whatever shape others want.

When a conflict broke out between Feng Qinkui and her, she argued "toughly" with the fierce instinct she developed through her hard work for life. But as long as the other party says "divorce you" or "make peace with you", she will return to a puddle of meat.

She was too afraid of being looked down upon by others, and even more afraid of having nothing, leaving the children she had worked so hard to raise, and ending up alone in this life.

But now, everything is different!

Feng Qinkui betrayed the Feng family, violated the ancestral precepts, kept a concubine outside, and indirectly harmed Yuen Long, which cannot be forgiven.

At this moment, Feng Liu had the upper hand in this competition.

He Miao brought the donkey over and asked her mother-in-law to sit on it and lead her away. Feng Liu rode on it with her chest raised and her head raised, feeling that she could breathe so freely for the first time in more than 20 years.

Feng Qinkui followed, trotting all the way. He was panicked. He was really panicked.

He and Wang Cuimei have been flirting and flirting with each other for ten years.

Every time he left the blacksmith shop to deliver ironware to his fellow villagers, he would secretly take a detour to the Tofu Factory and pester Wang Cuimei, who had just lost her father at the time, and give him some worthless trinkets to please the woman.

After a while, the dirty and unsatisfied man and the lonely and unruly woman got together.

They proceed with extreme caution, and their trysts are few and far between at random places and times.

Moreover, the two of them disguised their personalities well in front of outsiders, wearing masks of honesty, honesty and dexterity, and they have not been suspected or discovered for so many years.

Feng Qinkui once thought that he had met his true love. The little widow who made tofu was like tofu in body and temperament, tender and soft. She was many times better than the fiery Yashapo in the family who yelled and drank all day long.

Especially when there is a gap in time between meeting, and the location of the intimacy is uncertain, the expectations are too high. When two people meet, they don't need to talk about tea, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, or nag the children about disturbing things, they just simply do unscrupulous things. rhythm.

This feeling of being sneaky and unscrupulous simply made him want to stop.

Until seven years ago, they made an appointment behind the hill of Kuaiguai Mountain to taste the long-lost sweetness that they had not seen for a long time. However, they were accidentally bumped into by Yuen Long who was going to pick mushrooms and wild vegetables on the mountain. The dirty scene in front of him made Yuen Long run away in a panic. Lose.

There were a lot of mud and rocks on the hill. He was running in a hurry and was confused, so he accidentally stepped off and fell down the hillside. His head hit a rock and hurt his brain.

This series of cause and effect rolled over time and reached today. If the Feng family hadn't married He Miao, a daughter-in-law who was a bit different, their adultery might have been concealed.

However, a mistake is a mistake after all, and it’s time to settle everything!

When he got home, Yuen Long had already woken up, and He Miao hurried over to test it out to see if fighting fire with poison would work for him.

"Yuen Long, do you still remember how you fainted?"

"Sister-in-law, I don't remember Yuen Long. I don't know. Yuen Long is hungry. When will we eat?"

Seeing his blinking eyes that showed clear stupidity, He Miao knew that there was no chance.

She shook her head helplessly, held her forehead and said, "Let's eat two sweet potatoes first."

Yuen Long felt a little aggrieved and went to the kitchen to pick up a cold sweet potato, gnawed it in his arms, and took a sip of cold water if he choked.

That night, the whole family was in this configuration. Everyone gathered in the main room, each holding a sweet potato in his hand to eat, waiting for his mother to announce something important after dinner.

Mrs. Feng Liu was in a good mood and had a good appetite. She ate three of them in one go and burped after eating them. The two strong ones and Li Huahua couldn't figure out what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd. They just felt that the atmosphere at home was abnormal.

Feng Qinkui had no appetite for food and squatted on the ground outside the door and continued to smoke.