The ugly wife of peasant family

Mrs. Zhang threw herself on Dou Qian's illness. She didn't notice that his hand was sharp. Instead, she saw that he pulled out the needle himself. She got up in a hurry and went to see where he had been stabbed just now. Seeing that there was no bleeding, she put down her heart and wanted to complain about him: was it stupid to be sick? Where did she pull out the silver needle?

When the words came to his mouth, he thought that he was a patient, so he swallowed them again. He took the silver needle from his hand and tilted his eyes to Zhang Ze. His tone was very bad. "What are you still standing for? Why don't you help your father pull out the silver needle as soon as possible?"

Mr. Zhang was innocent and didn't dare to say anything. He bent down and just touched one of the silver needles. Aunt Zhang said, "be careful. Don't hurt your father."

Mr. Zhang

Suddenly feel those years without father is also very good, at least the mother is still concerned about him, where like now, mother eyes heart only his father.

The idea falls, with the force of thunder and lightning cover ear pulled out a few silver needles completely.

Before Aunt Zhang could see it clearly, the silver needle had been pulled out. She grabbed Mr. Zhang and motioned him to get out of the way. She asked Dou Qian with concern, "how do you feel?"

"I..."

Dou Qian a word export, aware of his breath is too full, busy deep breath, pretend to be weak appearance, "no, nothing."

Aunt Zhang was really worried. "Xi'er has something to do with going back to the villa. I'll send someone to ask another doctor to have a look."

"No, No."

Dou Qian backhand grasp her hand, "I, I really all right, a few days off."

"When you are old, you should admit it. Do you think you are as good as before, just taking medicine when you are sick and covering your whole body with sweat? Xi'er can tell you whether your illness is big or small. If you are big, you will have sequelae. You will be lying in bed for the rest of your life... "

Speaking of this, Aunt Zhang thought of something and immediately looked at Dou Qian's arms and legs, "in this way, you raise your two arms to let me have a look."

Dou Qian is very "hard" to raise two arms up.

"Lift your legs up again."

Dou Qian first slowly raised his left leg, then slowly raised his right leg after falling.

The two little guys were led by Qing'er and stood on one side. Seeing Dou Qian doing this, they thought it was fun and happy.

As soon as she saw that there was no problem left behind, Aunt Zhang put down her heart and helped him cover the thin quilt, then tucked in the corner of the quilt. "When you get well, move to where I live, and I can take care of you, so that you don't have to be alone..."

Before he finished speaking, his hand was suddenly grasped. Dou Qian's excited hand was shaking. "Pansy, pansy, what you just said is true. Do you forgive me?"

"It's not your fault to forgive or not. Besides, we are so old, how many years to live."

"That, that, that..."

Dou Qian excited incoherent, "then we..."

Aunt Zhang knew what he was asking and didn't evade, "you are ze'er's father and my husband."

Miso!

Dou Qian sat up, ruddy complexion, two eyes shining, where there is half a weak appearance.

"Viola, repeat what you just said."

Aunt Zhang was startled. She wanted to push him to lie down. She stretched out her hand and flashed the picture of Dou Qian sitting up.

It's so sharp. It's like... Someone who's not sick!

Zhang Ye stands near and sees Aunt Zhang's expression clearly. He steps back in silence and winks at Qing'er when he bends down to hold the child. With Qing'er's understanding, he quickly picks up another child.

Dou Qian didn't notice. He grabbed Aunt Zhang's hand tightly and looked at her expectantly. "Viola, please repeat what you just said."

"I said --", Aunt Zhang lengthened her voice and said word by word, "you are ze'er's father and my husband. After moving in, you will naturally live with me."

Miso!

Dou Qian lifted his thin quilt and went down to the ground with his feet, "housekeeper, clean up my things. I will

The words didn't finish saying, then saw Zhang Ze and fine son a person to hold a child, the footstep extremely fast walk toward the door.

His action pause, this just reflected to come over to show the stuffing, he stiff of turn head, just to the last Aunt Zhang murderous eyes.

Dou Qian swallowed several times in succession, "pansy, pansy, pansy Niang, listen to me, me, me, me..."

"Say what?"

Aunt Zhang asked.

Dou Qian stepped back barefoot, "I, I, I..."

Aunt Zhang picked up the feather duster on the table and waved to him, "Dou Qian, how dare you cheat me?"

Dou Qian ran out with his head in his arms, but he didn't have time to put on his shoes

Aunt Zhang's lungs are about to explode. She is not willing to listen. She chases after her and waves her feather duster. "You dare to cheat me. I'll see how I deal with you today!"

Words fall, PA of, chicken feather duster hits on Dou Qian's body.

Dou Qian Ao of a call, run faster, "pansy Niang, your body is not good, don't chase, listen to me to explain."

"You dare to curse me. If I don't fight today, remember, I won't be called baijinniang!"

……

Dou Qian ran around the yard with his head in his arms. From time to time, he was hit by a blow. The whole house could hear the cry of pain.

Zhang Ye and Qing'er have "escaped" out of the yard and are walking towards the gate. When they hear the scream, they are very glad that they are running fast. Otherwise, Dou Qian is not the only one who will be beaten now.

The housekeeper, with his sleeve in his hand, watched his master being beaten with a smile, but he could see that the master was beaten on purpose, and he was very happy. Since he entered the mansion and became a housekeeper, he had never seen the master so angry.

……

Over there, Xia Xi went back to the villa in a carriage.

Fengche was not in the villa. After asking the housekeeper, she knew that he had gone to the mountain and had two horses prepared. She and Huzi rode there.

The place Fengche chose is not far from the villa, or near. It is about ten miles away from a mountain.

Because there was Luochen villa here, almost no one came, and there was no one on the road. They galloped along the mountain road unimpeded. The tiger had not ridden so smoothly for a long time, and was very excited. "Sister-in-law, let's have a competition to see who can get to the mountain first."

"Good."

Xia Xi should smile, this hand grasps the reins, one hand takes the whip to beat the horse, the horse eats the pain, runs faster, instantaneously overtook the tiger.

Tiger not to be outdone, legs forcefully clip horse belly, horse also run faster.

They soon got to the foot of the mountain.

The guard of the villa is guarding at the foot of the mountain. Watching the two horses galloping, he immediately tenses his nerves. When he sees that it's Xia Xi, he falls down.

Xia Xi's horse stops in front of them, escorts salutes, "young lady."