Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 571 The Nightmare Begins

In the past year, some people have a lively and happy life, while others have a deserted life.

In the old house of the Meng family, the whole building was lit with a lamp in the room where Meng Kejun used to live.

In the deserted room, a tall white figure stood by the window.

His body still carried the chill from running wildly outside, and there were snowflakes that had just fallen on his shoulders.

Mo Han stood at the window, looking carefully at every corner of the room.

All the decorations and furnishings in the room are exactly the same as before, but in the dusty room, apart from the bleakness of the room, there is no warmth from the past.

On the dusty desk, on the white rice paper, there is a half-written poem.

Ten miles of Pinghu is covered with snow, and Yuhan secretly cherishes the new year.

He grasped Meng Kejun's hand to write these two poems. After finishing writing, he put down the pen and pulled out a purple jade hairpin from his bosom.

That was the tribute that the emperor had just rewarded him, and it was priceless.

When the emperor gave him this purple jade hairpin, he said to him meaningfully, "I really want to see which girl has this blessing."

The emperor also focused on the four words which girl. It seems that the rumors circulating outside that he has a habit of Longyang have also attracted the attention of the emperor.

At that time, he just smiled and took the hairpin without speaking.

After writing only two lines in the poem, he stopped and put the purple jade hairpin on Meng Kejun's head himself.

The scene at that time is still vivid, but now, he has no chance to hold her hand and finish writing this poem.

At this moment, Mo Han's heart, just like this room, is full of sadness and dust.

In fact, he didn't want to help Dong Qingfeng, and even hoped that Dong Qingfeng would fail to reverse the case, and he would never be able to stand up again, so that no one could stop him from getting back together with Meng Kejun.

But Mr. Meng Ke had already settled down with him, and she would never live alone without Dong Qingfeng.

In a world without Mr. Meng Ke, what's the point of his being alive?

So no matter how unwilling, no matter how unwilling, he had to make a move.

Thinking back to the day when she pressed the knife against her neck on the boat, Meng Kejun may never know that the knife against her neck did not hurt her own body, but wounded him with many scars.

Walking to the window sill, outside the window, red lights hung high in the sky in every household, a festive and joyful scene.

The cold wind mixed with sporadic snowflakes drifted on his face. Suddenly, he seemed to smell a faint smell of wine, which he was too familiar with.

Mo Han immediately looked down at the osmanthus tree in the backyard.

Jumping down, I came to the snow-covered sweet-scented osmanthus tree with bare branches.

Under the tree, before the wolves had time to cover the scraped dirt, there were several empty wine jars. Some of the jars were already dirty, and some were covered with snow. He finished drinking, but standing here now, he can still smell a faint smell of daughter red.

Smelling the smell of wine, he suddenly wanted to take two more sips for some reason.

Mo Han squatted down, reached out and picked up the jars one by one, wanting to see if there was any wine left in the jars, but to his disappointment, there was nothing in the jars except for a little snow water mixed with the smell of wine. nothing.

Standing up with a face full of disappointment, he looked up at the cold moon in the sky.

Is there anyone more lonely than him tonight?
Just as he turned to leave, he suddenly frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

He quickly turned around and looked under the tree, carefully counting the empty jars under the tree, one, two, three, four, five, six, there were six wine jars, he remembered that Meng Kejun once told himself that she buried seven jars The wine went down.

Originally, according to the custom, when a girl's house buried wine, the wine should be buried in even numbers, but he remembered that Meng Kejun said at that time that she buried seven altars, and he asked her why she buried odd numbers.

At that time, Meng Kejun laughed and said that maybe when she and grandma brewed wine, she didn't find out that it was the seven altars until the altar was sealed and buried. At that time, she also laughed and said that she would definitely not be able to get married.

Mo Han hurriedly squatted down and stretched out his hands to dig in along the dirt pit that the ten wolves had already dug open. As expected, his hand touched a hard and cold jar after a while.

Seeing Daughter Hong, who was buried deepest in the altar, Mo Han became inexplicably excited.

The wine jar was not buried deep, and Mo Han pulled it out with his bare hands without much effort.

As soon as the wine jar was opened, a strong mellow aroma rushed over.

Impatiently, he wiped his dirty hands on the snow, then stretched out a little finger, carefully dipped a little wine into his mouth.

The wine is mellow and full-bodied, elegant and delicate, with a lingering taste. The wine in this jar is completely different from the other six jars.

Mo Han was overjoyed, he didn't expect to have such a harvest.

Looking at the wine jar in his arms, Mo Han suddenly smiled, but after a while, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

Now even if he drank all the wine in the wine jar, so what?
Meng Kejun is no longer the former Meng Kejun. As she said, she is no longer the former Meng Kejun who only has herself in her heart and can no longer tolerate other men. Now Meng Kejun only lives for Dong Qingfeng.

Thinking of the scene that day, Mo Han suddenly remembered what she said to herself when she went ashore, "Rongrong is a good girl, don't hurt her again! You will regret it, you will regret it!"

Said that he would regret it, this is no longer Meng Kejun saying this to himself once or twice, she said it like this, but he felt that there were many hidden secrets behind this sentence that he didn't know, it was Meng Kejun and Ye Rongrong deliberately Keep it from yourself.

Thinking of Ye Rongrong, Mo Han's body suddenly tensed up, and unstoppable hot flames gushed out from under his body, and the extremely lingering scenes of those two nights immediately popped out of his mind.

In those two nights, he originally just wanted to punish her, to extract the lies she had told him from her mouth, but after several times of entanglement, he became obsessed with her body.

Even many times, when he climbed to the ultimate peak, he thought in a trance that the body he entered was Meng Kejun.

And she said "I love you" in his ear. When she said these three words, at that moment, his eyes were red with emotion.

He thought she was Meng Kejun, he thought it was Meng Kejun who said these three words to him, but sadly, the one who said these three words to him was the actor and woman he hated the most.

Looking at the wine in the wine jar in his hand, and thinking of Ye Rongrong's body, a sneer gradually appeared on the corner of Mo Han's mouth.

Tonight should have been difficult, but now it seemed that it was no longer so difficult. He still had this jug of wine and someone for him to spend the long night with.

And this will be the beginning of someone's nightmare.

(End of this chapter)