Chapter 92: Suicide (2)
"No, that's not what it means to be a husband." Gu Qingchen calmed down slightly, and said, "The last time I went to see Mrs. Qin, I saw a dagger from Xianyunlou in her hand. When I asked her, she said, you sent someone Kill her?"

"So what if it's me?" Jiang Mingzhu said confidently, "Didn't you cancel it later? Tell me, how much money did you spend canceling my mission?" Twist the handkerchief vigorously, wishing to eat the little peasant woman in Xiushui Village alive.

Gu Qingchen said in astonishment: "I have never lived like this!"

"You didn't?" Jiang Mingzhu looked at him suspiciously, and asked: "Then why did Xianyunlou cancel this mission, and said that it would never accept missions related to Qin's?"

"What? There is such a thing?" Gu Qingchen opened his eyes wide, stunned.He originally thought about spending a lot of money to hire Yunying from Xianyun Tower to solve the matter, but after hearing Jiang Mingzhu's words, it seemed that it was not possible?

"Is this true?" Gu Qingchen still doesn't believe it. Qin is just a little peasant woman. Why doesn't Xianyun Building accept business related to her? Could it be that she has some background?
Seeing that Gu Qingchen didn't believe it, Jiang Mingzhu was also a little annoyed: "You don't believe it? I'll ask someone to come and ask yourself!" Then, he opened the door and went out, ordering someone to tell the boy who was in charge of this matter that day.

Not long after, the boy came, knelt on the ground and said: "I have seen my lord, I have seen my wife."

"Tell your lord what you said in Xianyun Tower that day." Jiang Mingzhu stood beside Gu Qingchen, condescendingly.

The servant bowed his head and kowtowed, and then replied: "That day when I handed over to the person from Xianyunlou, that person only said that the mission failed, and that he would never accept missions related to the Qin family again, and returned all the money he hired... ..."

After a while, the boy finished answering.Then Jiang Mingzhu waved her hand, and after the servant went down, she looked at Gu Qingchen and said, "Did you hear that? Did I ever lie to you?" At this point, she looked at Gu Qingchen with suspicion: "It's really not you? "

Back then, Jiang Mingzhu fell in love with Gu Qingchen and wanted to marry him, but found out that Gu Qingchen had already married a wife in his hometown, and she was very virtuous.She was jealous in her heart, and originally wanted to let the Qin family die suddenly, but Jiang Chengxiang told her that it was too obvious.So she asked Gu Qingchen to write a divorce letter to Qin Shi, divorced Qin Shi on seven charges, and married herself again.

Although Gu Qingchen has been very kind to her all these years, she is a little suspicious in her heart, always feeling that Gu Qingchen still remembers his wife in his heart.

Jiang Mingzhu didn't expect that Gu Qingchen, the beloved in her heart, was a long-term lover?In his heart, he had already abandoned the Qin family, and even Jiang Mingzhu married him, and he secretly contributed to the situation.

"In that case, it's strange." Gu Qingchen tapped on the table with one hand, lowered his eyes slightly, and fell into deep thought.

"What's the matter? Even if there is no Xianyun Tower, wouldn't we be able to do things?" Seeing Gu Qingchen worried, Jiang Mingzhu sat on his lap with a smile, leaned into his ear and exhaled like blue: "My father raised her There are so many dark people, I'm going to borrow one or two from you, are you afraid that I won't be able to deal with a little peasant woman?"

"Really?" Gu Qingchen felt relieved, looked at Jiang Mingzhu's pretty face again, and couldn't help sighing: "It's like marrying a wife, what more can a husband ask for."

Only he himself knows how much sincerity is in this sigh.But to Jiang Mingzhu's ears, she was ashamed and happy at the same time, she couldn't help raising her powder fist, and lightly punched him.

In the evening, Qin Yuyao and Bao'er had a quick meal, and after enjoying the coolness in the courtyard for a while, they blew on the lamp and rested.

The bed was covered with a brand new quilt, which was soft and slippery. Xidebao'er was rolling around and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.Qin Yuyao rested her hand on her pillow, listening to the movement around her leisurely, the corners of her lips gradually curled up.

In the afternoon, she picked up a lot of hard and dry wood from the yard, split it into long, short, thick and even thin wooden strips, and simply built a storage rack.Then I cleaned up a corner of the house, moved the storage rack there, and put the extra bedding and those silk and satin cloths on it, and finally the bed was vacated, ready to sleep.

However, looking at a room full of precious things, and then looking at the dilapidated walls, I feel really uncomfortable.Qin Yuyao always wanted to invite a carpenter to come tomorrow and build a new yard for her.

However, she and Bao'er have lived in Xiushui Village not long ago, and they will move into the town by the end of this year at the latest.It is not cost-effective to build a new yard and put it on hold after a short period of time.Reluctantly dismissing this thought, Qin Yuyao turned over, straightened Bao'er who was rolling around, and said, "Don't roll away, go to sleep."

"Well, good night, mother." Bao'er said obediently.Qin Yuyao usually doesn't care about him, so whenever Qin Yuyao starts to control him, he always obeys.At this moment, holding the little fox in his arms, he curled up and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

But at the east end of the village, in a family, there was one person who was not asleep.

Sun was lying on the bed waving her fan, feeling that her heart and lungs were on fire, a handful of fires were burning so fiercely that she could almost breathe fire out of her mouth.

That little hoof is really capable, isn't it?Why didn't she know that she had this ability?It's no wonder that he has been diligent in entering the city recently. It turned out that he hooked up with a wealthy young man in the city.That rich young man is also a guy who only pays attention to his skin, so he actually fell in love with that little bitch of the Qin family.

It turned out that the villagers who flocked to Qin Yuyao's house in the afternoon, smashed the door of Qin Yuyao's house, and finally retreated, although most of them were blocked outside the yard, some of them had already entered.I saw the gorgeous quilts, sheets, silks and satins on the bed, all of which were of the highest quality, which caused another sensation.

And these words quickly reached Sun's ears.Thinking of what others said about how beautiful the gorgeous silks and satins were, how tall and beautiful the dressing table was, and there was a half-human tall bronze mirror embedded in it, and I felt very uncomfortable.

At the other end of the yard, there was also a woman who was not asleep.Lying on the bed at this time, Wang rested his chin with one hand, and pinched his fingers with the other hand to calculate.

The mountain wind blows at night, rolling over the eaves and sweeping through the windows.Oil lamps went out one after another, and the villagers in Xiushui Village gradually stopped gossiping, went to bed and closed their eyes to rest.After all, lamp oil is extremely expensive, and tomorrow morning I have to go to the fields to work, I can't sleep well but I have no energy.

Group after group of weak lights gradually went out, and Xiushui Village fell into deep silence.

The days are plain with surprises, surprises mixed with shock, ups and downs, and finally under the rising sun day after day, it gradually becomes plain again.

Waking up early in the morning, Qin Yuyao first went to the yard to fight twice, then wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose before the air heated up, picked up an ax and chopped some dry firewood, carried her into the room and sat Beside the stove, a fire was made to make a pot of rice porridge.

(End of this chapter)

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