The ugly wife of peasant family

Shopkeeper's ready things, let two guys carry, Xia Xi leisurely came to Zhang baoniang's house.

Everyone in the courtyard was frightened. Even the doorman is also gaudy. He has no spirit. He leans in front of the door and lowers his head to bask in the sun.

When Xia Xi came to him, he found out.

Look up: another woman!

The shadow of Mrs. Zhang was still there, and she was shocked, "you, you are..."

"Your wife is my aunt. I heard that she was ill, so I came here to have a look."

The doorman looked at her and saw that she didn't look like a liar. "You wait, I'll go in and report."

Zhang baoniang was lying on the bed with a pale face and a kerchief on her forehead. She kept crying with her eyes closed.

The doorman told the servant girl. The servant girl went in and whispered, "madam, there is a visitor outside the door."

Zhang baoniang immediately opened her eyes, "who?"

"It's your niece."

Teng!

Small you Shi sat up, the PA son on forehead falls on the body, the copper bell that the eye stares is general big, "who?"

The servant girl repeated a side, "your niece."

"It's over, it's over, it's over, that ugly thing has come to me..."

You's in a panic.

Zhang Bao told her all the things that Zhang's family had done.

Xia Xi came to Qingyun county to settle accounts with him!

"Go, go,..."

Tongue uncontrollable knot, "go, go to tell her, all things have nothing to do with me, are Zhang family do."

Xia Xi had already entered the courtyard. Before everyone came back, she stepped into the room and said to Zhang baoniang with a smile, "aunt, long time no see."

Zhang baoniang's eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost. "You, you, how did you get in?"

"Come in, my aunt's house is so beautiful."

"You, you, you..."

Zhang baoniang cringed back and said, "somebody, somebody, get rid of her!"

The servant girls came up to catch up.

Xia Xi's dagger turned over and looked at the crowd with a smile.

The dagger is sharp and exudes light.

The servant girls are afraid to come forward and watch Xia Xi go to the bedside, pull a stool and sit down.

Zhang baoniang had already shrunk to the corner of the bed. She was too scared to move. "You, don't come here."

The dagger in Xia Xi's hand turned over, as if it would fly out at any time, but with a smile on her face, "aunt, long time no see, are you ok?"

Zhang baoniang's body shrunk to the corner of the bed again, and her hands swayed wildly, "it's not me, it's not me... Don't come to me."

"Don't be afraid, aunt. I came here today to give you a message."

"What, what?"

"Tell Zhang Bao that no matter what his identity is, I will not let him go!"

……

Zhang Fu

After one night, the situation of the dyeing workshop became more stable, and master Zhang's anger dissipated a lot, which reminds me of Zhang Bao.

Although he was still very angry, he was his own son. He had never taught him in person before. Growing up with a country woman of little you's family, he could be excused for some indecent behavior. He would teach him well in the future.

As for men and women, I blame myself. Bao'er is not young, so it's time to have a daughter-in-law.

After thinking about it, someone called Mrs. Zhang to come over and discuss the matter for her. "It's time to get married, baby. You should first ask whose daughter is outstanding. After the storm, we'll send someone to propose. As for now, you should arrange two girls for him first. "

Mrs. Zhang took two sips of tea to hide her disdain.

Put down the tea cup and said, "don't worry about it. After yesterday's incident, I'll have people inquire about it. In a few days, I'll report it to the master when I see it. As for the whole room girl, I don't think so. "

"Tell me about it."

"Bao'er has just come back. How many people are staring at him? We'll arrange a girl for him at this time. If it's spread out, who will marry his daughter from those better families? I think it's not too late to make an engagement for bao'er when it's calm. "

Master Zhang nodded, "madam is reasonable, just listen to her."

Mrs. Zhang's face hung a smile, half true and half false way, "the master is really devoted to bao'er, several daughters can't see you care so much."

"It's not the same. Bao'er will inherit my family. Just give my daughter more dowry and get married. No one will laugh at our Zhang family for their good or bad life in the future."

Mrs. Zhang drooped her eyes, flashed the dark color in her eyes, and raised her eyes, "the master said well, it's true. You can rest assured that I will make a good choice of bao'er's marriage."

"Please, madam."

"I'm the master's mother. I should worry about it. If the master feels sorry, he might as well take out your precious Pu'er and let me taste it."

Master Zhang loves tea. He got a piece of Pu'er cake by chance. He was reluctant to drink it. He broke off a little every month and tried it for himself.

"All right."

Today is in a good mood, Master Zhang is very generous, "let my wife have a taste today."

He called for people to go down to brew.

After a while, the servant came back, pale, "master, the tea cake is gone."

Master Zhang stood up and said, "say it again?"

"The tea cake is gone."

Master Zhang loves tea, and a teahouse has been built in his house. All the tea is put in the teahouse. People can't get in without his permission.

Master Zhang strode out, and Mrs. Zhang stood up, with an invisible smile on the corner of her mouth.

The place where the tea cakes were placed in the tea room was empty, and there was nothing left. Master Zhang shook his body in the dark.

"Master..."

Mrs. Zhang quickly held him, "don't worry, the tea cake will not fly well, you may forget."

How could you forget such a precious thing? Master Zhang was angry,

"Check, check for me, see who took it, and beat me to death!"

"Only, only the young master has been in."

A servant said carefully in a trembling voice.

They never dare to enter this teahouse. Only the master and the young master have entered it.

The teahouse was quiet for a moment, and then master Zhang was furious, "call me that villain!"

The servant ran to shout. Mrs. Zhang helped master Zhang to sit down. "Don't worry, it's not necessarily..."

Bang!

Master Zhang slapped his hand on the table. "If he really took it, I'll chop his hand today!"

Zhang Bao came quickly. His hair was messy, and one of the buttons on his cotton padded robe was not fastened. He was sleepy. He was just sleeping.

Looking at him like this, Master Zhang was even more angry. "Rebellious son, did you take my tea cake?"

Zhang Bao's brain is still a little confused. He doesn't know what master Zhang is talking about,

"What kind of tea cake?"

Master Zhang picked up the account book on the desk and smashed it. "Give it back to me and pretend to be confused!"

Zhang Bao's subconscious flash, the account book flies past his ear.

"Sir, what are you doing? It's not clear yet. "

Mrs. Zhang pretended to persuade.

Master Zhang gasped and pointed to Zhang Bao, "I'll ask you again, did you take the tea cake?"

Zhang Bao really didn't know what the tea cake was, so he swallowed his mouth in fear.

Mrs. Zhang "kind" told him, "is Pu'er tea, your father's favorite, usually put in the tea room."

Zhang Bao suddenly blurted out, "I'll take it to my mother."

With the words still falling, all the books on Master Zhang's desk flew over and hit him heavily.

Zhang Baotong cried, "Dad, isn't it just tea? If you want to buy it again, will you

Master Zhang's head was fuming. The account books on the table were smashed, but it was not enough. He picked up the inkstone and smashed it in the past. "I'll beat you to death, you who eat everything inside and outside."

Zhang Bao couldn't dodge. The inkstone hit his forehead heavily, then fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

"Ah..."

Zhang Bao let out a scream and covered his forehead. The red blood came out from his fingers.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Mrs. Zhang complained. She went to Zhang Bao in a hurry to see the blood flowing out. Her face changed a little. "Hurry up, go and ask for a doctor."

"Leave him alone, you can't die!"

Master Zhang's anger was still in his chest.

Mrs. Zhang didn't listen to him. She told the servant girl, "help the young master back soon."

Scared silly boy quickly came in from the door.

Zhang Bao felt that his hand was sticky. When he took it down, it was full of blood. He was so scared that he almost fainted and collapsed.

The boys quickly held on, and Mrs. Zhang was distressed. "It's OK, it's OK, it's OK."

"Mother, am I dying?"

Even if he was beaten by Feng an last time, Feng an was so fierce that he was seriously injured, but there was no blood. From childhood to adulthood, Zhang Bao said, "help the young master back quickly!"

The two little fellows went out with Zhang Bao in a hurry.

Mrs. Zhang turned around and gave up to master Zhang. "Master, how can you say that bao'er is your own son? If he has a problem, who will feed us to the end? "

"He..."

Master Zhang pointed to the direction of Zhang Bao's disappearance and couldn't speak.

Zhang Fu ignored him and followed him to Zhang Baoyuan in a hurry.

The doctor was invited, carefully cleaned the wound, sprinkled hemostatic, also did not bandage, "Master Zhang this injury is not in the way, one or two days will be good."

Zhang Bao is lying on the bed.

The doctor's words fell into his ears. He sat up fiercely and his eyes widened. "What are you talking about? I've lost a lot of blood. I can't do without ten days and a half months."

With that, he lay back, and then ouch.

Doctor

Looking at Mrs. Zhang, I don't know what to say. In terms of medical skills, he can't lie, or he will smash his own signboard.

Mrs. Zhang also understood his dilemma and said, "don't be different from bao'er. He is scared. Thank you very much."