A small peasant girl

Chapter 722

The scholar was pulled hard by the tough woman, and there were countless blue veins on his forehead. Due to some special reasons, he could only temporarily settle down in the town.

The scholar is good at writing, he came out to set up a stall, helped people write letters, and earned some money to support his family, but he didn't expect to be pestered by such a messy woman.

"You said you didn't steal it, so why did my things disappear? You were the only one here at the moment, and it wasn't you. Could it be a ghost?" The sturdy woman directly pulled the scholar with an unreasonable attitude, Although he said that a scholar is a thief in his mouth, his eyes were full of affection.

When Wenzi saw this scene, he almost vomited out the overnight meal without feeling disgusted. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that it was this thick and ordinary-looking woman who wanted to take advantage of the fire to eat the scholar's 'tofu'.

"Let go first, let go, I, let's go to the Yamen to make it clear, let go." The scholar was pulled by the tough woman with an anxious expression on his face. He also disdains to bicker with the shrew in front of him.

"That's it for this aunt. Since he stole your things, let's go to the yamen together and make it clear. What kind of talk does this talk about?" The look of the sturdy woman acting in the street, the expression written on her face is not to mention the irony.

"Yeah, what this big girl said is very true. Those who know it think it has been stolen, but those who don't know it, maybe they want to go somewhere." Another woman who watched the excitement had a very disdainful expression on her face. As he spoke with a straight expression, his brows and eyes showed dissatisfaction with the sturdy woman's style.

Setting up a stall on this street, it is not easy for a scholar who is a little more eye-catching to appear. They usually do small business, and just looking at them can make them feel better.

Some of these women, if not because they are already married, would most likely hit the scholar's idea, and hit the back of the head with a stick, knocking them unconscious and dragging them home is the kingly way.

"Fuck your ass, get out of my way, or don't blame me for being rude to you." The sturdy woman didn't care what the people around her were saying. Her purpose today was obvious. The scholar either followed him, or just got out of the street.

The tough woman had lost a man in her early years, and although she married twice, her temper was too domineering and unreasonable, and she killed the other two men directly.

In the past few days, I saw a seductive scholar coming by the booth. The scholar's strong scholarly aura made her feel so excited.

The sturdy woman used various reasons to get close to the scholar, but she didn't expect that the man she fell in love with was a wooden man who wouldn't even look at her.

There is no other way, the tough woman can only do this bad thing, if the scholar is willing to obediently obey her and go home with her directly, this matter will be over for today.

If the scholar insisted on refusing to follow her, then the tough woman would plan to burn everything, and she would also tarnish the scholar's reputation, so as not to be remembered by other women.

Wenzi looked at the words spoken by this tough woman, and her gesture of wanting to fight, and felt very sad for the weak and good-looking scholar.

In this world where men are superior to women, there will naturally be some small bugs. Women with strong bodies and strong personalities will also use some extreme techniques that others despise to find some fun for their lower body.

"You let go." The scholar was so angry that he could only stretch out his hand to push away the woman beside him, but his strength was very limited, and he couldn't push away the fat and fat woman.

Seeing that the scholar was sweating anxiously, Wenzi gestured to Xiaoying beside him with his eyes, hoping that she could help the scholar a little, so that a man who learned the ways of Confucius and Mencius would not be forced to the point where he had nowhere to go.

After receiving the message from Wenzi, Xiaoying nodded to Wenzi, then quietly picked up some small things that could be used from around, and quickly hit the back of the sturdy woman's hand.

In an instant, the sturdy woman had tightly grasped the scholar's hand, and immediately sent it away after being beaten. She covered her painful hand with the other hand and yelled, "Which day! Killing, bastard bastard who has no eyesight, dare to play tricks on my old lady, if you have the ability, you stand up, and see if my old lady doesn't want you to look good."

Seeing this, the scholar immediately walked to a place a certain distance away from the tough woman, and hid far away, fearing that the burnt-out woman in front of him would do that unbearable behavior to him again.

"God, let God squeak if you have the ability." Another woman, who is usually at odds with the tough woman, laughed directly and spoke in a mocking tone. She wished to see the tough woman go down. Not on the table yet.

"Hmph, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you right now, I'm busy, and I'll clean you up when I have time." The sturdy woman gave the woman who sang the opposite show a hard look with eyes full of hatred. , and then immediately walked up to the scholar, and wanted to reach out to grab her.

At the moment when the shrewd woman stretched out her hand, Xiaoying quickly and accurately continued to hit her with a improvised concealed weapon. This time, Xiaoying showed no mercy at all with such force.

"Oh, that, bastard, dare to plot against my old lady, stand up if you have the ability, what's the point of hiding behind your back and making trouble." Give some clues.

At this moment, the yamen servant heard the news and rushed over immediately. He saw a group of people gathered together, and even waved his hands, intending to use this behavior to disperse the common people watching the excitement.

"Brother Guancha, you have to make the decision for me. This, this scholar stole my things, but..." Seeing the yamen servant, the sturdy woman immediately put away her rough behavior just now, with a weeping expression. To confuse the eyes of the yamen servants.

"It's nothing, don't blame me. I'm a masculine man, I stand up to the sky, and I will never do anything sneaky." The scholar had an angry expression on his face, and he didn't allow others to insult his personality.

"You didn't steal it, then, why did my things disappear? If it wasn't you, it would be a ghost." The sturdy woman didn't care whether there were loopholes in her statement, she just wanted to use this low-level trick, To force scholars to submit.

"You lost your things, just report to the official. What do you want to do with the scholar? Is it possible that you still want the scholar to agree with you?" Another passer-by who was watching the fun directly named Sturdy in a joking tone. The woman said in her heart, "If you want me to say, this aunt, look in the mirror more when you go home when you have nothing to do, don't rely on your own big and strong bones, just want to see one and love the other, and it may not be appropriate to bring another home to live. .”

(End of this chapter)