Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

A Mu's words made the villagers more happy. I didn't expect to see such a wonderful scene.

In order to song qiuer, Amu opened his mouth and carried the non-existent accusation on him: "I stole the chicken."

Qian Shi hears a Mu's this sentence a Leng, then complacently says: "originally is you steal chicken, good, really is the wild man that the little slut brings back."

With that, Qian came forward to drag amu.

"Auntie." Song qiuer stood in front of a mu, looked at Qian and said, "what do you want to do?"

"Take him to see the official!" Qian pushed song qiuer away, grabbed a Mu's sleeve and yelled, "everyone will testify to me. This wild man himself admitted that he stole our chicken. I'll take him to see an official and put him in prison!"

Song qiuer said anxiously: "no way!"

Chen Hao grinned and approached song qiuer: "what did qiuer say? This man of unknown origin stole your chicken. Your aunt wanted to take him to see an official, but you said no?"

"I..." song qiuer clearly knows that amu is convicted for his own sake, but he doesn't know what to say. Especially in front of Chen Hao, if amu is really taken to see an official by Qian's family, and the son of the village head comes forward to prove against amu, Amu must be killed.

Looking at Chen Hao's face, song qiuer feels sick and turns around. Song qiuer whispers to Qian: "aunt, we are a family."

"Do you remember that we are a family now?" Qian looked at Song qiuer triumphantly like a winning rooster, "didn't you just rush? Why don't you go on

"Auntie." Song qiuer stood in front of amu, like a huge shield, "how do you say you can let amu go and not report to the official?"

Qian turned his eyes to Zhu Zi, looked at a mu and said, "I don't want to report to an official. I want your wild man to sign me a contract to sell himself. I want him to be a cow and a horse for me. If I don't fight back, I have to do whatever I ask him to do. Otherwise, I'll send you two to the official together and say that you two stole it together! "

When he heard Qian say the first half of the story, a Mu's anger flashed through his eyes. However, when Qian said he would send them to the official, he hesitated and said, "as long as I sign the deed of sale, can you let her go?"

Song qiuer listens to a Mu's words and feels a little confused. He suddenly feels that a mu seems to be sober. Looking up, he feels that a mu is the same as before.

"Of course." Qian nodded and said, "as long as you sign the contract of selling yourself, I will let go of this little cheap hoof."

"OK, I'll sign it." Amu nodded.

The speed of the two people's question and answer is too fast. Song qiuer recovers from that doubt. Amu has promised to sign the contract of selling himself.

"Ah mu, no!" Song qiuer whispered and shook his head at amu, "don't sign."

Song qiuer's words let Chen Hao see song qiuer's care about amu. Chen Hao said to Qian: "sister-in-law of the Song family, it seems that qiu'er's sister is very kind to this wild man. You might as well complete this pair of miserable mandarin ducks, ha ha ha ha!"

Qian was angry by song qiuer's words, and he would slap song qiuer in the face!

Song qiuer looks at Qian's stubbornly, but he doesn't even hide. He is ready to take the slap, but Qian's hand can't hit song qiuer's face after all.

A mu one hand withstands Qian Shi, only glanced at Qian Shi one eye, saw Qian Shi a piercing chill, from head to foot.

"Deed of sale." Amu said in a low voice.

Qian's Leng Leng said: "I'll let people write."

With these words, Qian asked Chen Hao to draft a deed of sale, which not only stipulated what Qian said, but also brought personal grievances and wrote several unreasonable overlord clauses. It can be seen that song qiuer has been tugging at amu's sleeve, trying to take amu away.

Who knows that a mu seems to be unable to understand. After Chen Hao has written the contract, he takes the inkpad and covers his fingers.

"Let's go home." Amu wiped the ink off his fingers and turned to song qiuer.

Song qiuer, in a trance, looks at a Mu's confused appearance, and nods stupidly. He lets a mu take him back to the small firewood room.

Amu pulls song qiuer to sit on one side, but he rushes out to the well to get a basin of water. He goes back to the wood room and carefully wring out his handkerchief to wipe the stains on song qiuer's face.

Then, a mu dried his hand, took out the medicine song qiuer had given him that day, and poured it into his palm. He carefully looked at Song qiuer and wanted to give it to her.

Until then, song qiuer just remembered that he had just been broken by Qian's cheek.

I didn't expect that he didn't care about the small injury. Amu was so careful to apply medicine to himself. Song qiuer closed his eyes and waited for amu to apply medicine.

"Ah Mu! Ah Mu Qian screamed outside, "come and chop wood for me!"

Song qiuer knew that this was to let a mu cut firewood with the blunt axe. He pulled a Mu's sleeve and shook his head: "No

"Nothing." A mu smiles at Song qiuer and hands the medicine bottle to song qiuer. "I'll cut firewood. You can take the medicine first."

Although a Mu's face is simple and honest, song qiuer always feels that a Mu's eyes are bright, which is very different from what she sees on weekdays.

Just didn't wait for her to study again, a mu had already turned around and went out. Soon, song qiuer heard the special sound of the blunt ax chopping wood.

"Bang!"“ Bang“ Bang

Spread to song qiuer's ear, let her palm a tight, hold the bottle of amu to give her medicine, a deep breath.

Song qiuer suppresses his anger and excitement at the bottom of his heart and wipes the medicine on his face with his fingertips.

In fact, how much damage can Qian's nails scratch song qiuer? Song qiuer didn't pay attention to the wound at all. What moved her was that amu treated her heart so carefully.

Put on the medicine, song qiuer went to a mu side, gently smile: "I put on the good medicine."

"Well." Amu nodded hard, but his hand kept moving. A blunt ax in amu's hand was a bit of a tiger. Song qiuer was amazed.

Sure enough, no matter what it is, it has a different feeling in the hands of different people.

A mu was very attentive when he was chopping firewood, as if he was not doing rough work in a dilapidated farmyard, but fighting the enemy in the battlefield. Song qiuer watched amu chop firewood for a while and pretended to ask unintentionally: "amu, can you remember something about your past now? For example, what is the origin of that jade pendant? "

Although song qiuer's tone is flat, his eyes look at amu's expression for fear of missing any fluctuation of amu.