Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Chapter 32
Inexplicably, a warm current flowed through the bottom of my heart, it was numb, itchy to the tip of my nose, and it made me want to cry.

Whoever it is, being questioned, ridiculed, and viewed with suspicion for a month in a row will not feel good.

Even the original owner's mother came over from the other side of the river to tell her not to do anything foolish.

Unexpectedly, Song Yu backed him up.

It is impossible to say not to be moved.

Song Yu's face was as perfect as a carefully carved jade. The warm yellow light melted away the cold and hard edges, leaving only a soft piece.

The smile on her lips is like a spring breeze, blowing over her heart, it can turn into a pool of spring water at any time, and it may give birth to a flower of love.

Intoxicating.

Pei Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze.

Song Yu came over out of nowhere and told her about Song Wen, to relieve her, to support her, it was not just for nothing.

There is an indescribable deep meaning behind this.

Pei Xiaoxiao was a little at a loss, but also a little... joyful.

But the identity of the cannon fodder is like a thorn, piercing hard in the heart, making people suffocate.

She suppressed the turbulent emotions, and said in a low voice: "Wenwen has troubled me for a long time today, I am a little tired, I will go to bed first."

Song Yu fell silent.

The room fell into silence again.

"Go to sleep first, and I'll sit down later." Song Yu said.

Pei Xiaoxiao nodded.

turn around.

go to bed.

When lying down, the candle is also blown out.

Pei Xiaoxiao looked at the table.

The night was very dark, and his tall silhouette almost blended with the darkness.

Sadly depressing.

Today is a sunny day, the sun is just right, and the autumn wind is cool.

The Song Family Village exploded, causing Du Family Village on the other side of the river to come over.

"Why are you running so fast?" Someone asked puzzled.

"Pei Xiaoxiao said that the meat should be ground into scum like rice! In the future, you don't need to chop meatballs, it's very fast!"

"Is there really such a miraculous thing?"

"Hey, you go to your mother's house. It's been too long and you don't know anything. Go ahead. This game has been played for a month."

"Wait for me."

Holding the cattail fan in her hand, the village woman trotted across the wooden bridge with the villagers to Lao Song's house.

They came a little late, the door of Lao Song's house was humming, there were three floors inside and three floors outside, and there was no way to get through.

If you are clever, climb up the crooked neck tree next to it and occupy a good place.

At the gate of Song's house, in the center of the crowd.

Song Rui was stepping on a wooden pedal, pushing hard.

With his stepping, several tightly connected gears hung rapidly.

The transmission extends into a large basin above the ground, covered with a lid so that it cannot be seen clearly.

The sound of iron rotating at high speed came from inside.

No need to look, just listening to the sound, everyone can imagine that the bone will be instantly ground into powder when it is inserted.

It's a frightening and exciting sound.

Among the crowd, Song Ziyang and Gao Shi occupied the c position, their faces were ugly.

"They built it so tightly, they must be pretending to be mysterious, the flesh can't be crushed." Gao Shi squeezed Song Ziyang's hand and murmured.

Song Ziyang threw Gao Shi away, his face became more and more gloomy: "You hurt me."

"Okay, brother."

Pei Xiaoxiao's voice sounded, and Song Rui stopped stepping.

The meat grinder then slowly stopped.

"Open!"

"Ah! My God, how is it possible?"

"It was really ground into minced meat."

"It's probably more broken than the mud in the ground!"

There was an uproar around, and Gao's face turned pale.

She didn't look at the meat basin.

Instead, he looked at his son.

His face was ashen, staring at the place where the basin was placed, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

Auntie Da Niu was the first to laugh out loud: "Gao Shi, you lost!"

"Who said that we Xiaoxiao were here to attract someone's attention? We just wanted to be a meat grinder, but we were splashed with dirty water unexpectedly. What a bad luck!"

"Oh, you have a big face, can you handle it?"

"A month ago, didn't you talk very happily? Why didn't you say a word now?"

There were endless mocking and laughing around, Gao's face turned pale, and his body was on the verge of falling.

The woman she was in love with helped her up, and glanced at Song Ziyang with a look of pity in her eyes.

Everyone stared at Song Ziyang.

Or sympathy or excitement or ridicule.

Everyone knew that Song Ziyang would kneel down in public to apologize to Pei Xiaoxiao and pay ten taels of silver.

This is a once-in-a-decade drama, so good to watch!
Song Ziyang clenched his fists tightly, veins protruding from his forearm.

Obviously very disturbed.

Pei Xiaoxiao took the time to stand in front of him, waiting for Song Ziyang to fulfill his promise.

"Pei Xiaoxiao, are you really going to insult me?" Song Ziyang asked in a low voice.

"What, are you going to play tricks?"

Pei Xiaoxiao opened her mouth to retort, but Song Yu's sneer came from behind her.

She turned her head.

At this moment, he was standing at the end of the family, leaning against the door frame with folded arms, a smile on his lips, and cold eyes.

There are two steps to the gate of the Song family, and he is tall, standing there, staring down at Song Ziyang, full of pressure.

Like a giant looking down on an ant.

As expected of the male lead, he is really handsome...

Pei Xiaoxiao sighed secretly.

As soon as he spoke, the noise gradually subsided.

The villagers suddenly remembered that Song Yu was a ruthless man who survived seven years in the battlefield.

Even though he is half-crippled, he still has a chilling bloodliness.

Song Ziyang is a scholar, and the people he deals with most on weekdays are all kinds of scholars, and at most he encounters people who know how to calculate.

It is rare to face a martial artist who is murderous when he disagrees with him.

His eyelids twitched, but he stood still, unwilling to kneel down.

Gao Shi stood in front of Song Ziyang with a pale complexion, and said sternly, "My son is going to be a high official in the future. Are you really going to persecute him today? Have you thought it through?"

"Oh? My family Xiaoxiao forcefully forced your son to agree to the bet?" Song Yu's tone was light, but the content was chilling, "Post-off before becoming an official?"

"You said today's incident got out, is there anyone who will guarantee that your son will continue to take the exam in the future?" He smiled playfully, "Even if he passed the exam, he won't have a good reputation in the family, so will his official career go smoothly?"

Everyone was still a little hesitant when they heard Gao's words, but when they heard Song Yu's ridicule, they relaxed a little.

"Yeah, it's funny, threatening us with something that hasn't happened yet? Do you really think we're scared?"

"Countless! I can't afford to lose!"

Whispering around, the words were unbearable, Song Ziyang's face flushed red.

Song Ziyang swallowed hard, looked at Pei Xiaoxiao and asked with difficulty: "I'll give you an extra 20 taels instead of kneeling."

20 two?
Adding the original ten taels, it is 30 taels!
This is a lot of money for Song Ziyang's family.

Gao Shi was anxious and almost jumped up, but was stopped by Song Ziyang's eyes.

Pei Xiaoxiao smiled, "Oh, so in your eyes, the reputation of a scholar is only worth 20 taels. Or is it only you, Song Ziyang, whose reputation is only worth 20 taels?"

Song Ziyang's face turned blue, and he growled lowly: "Pei Xiaoxiao, don't bully me too much!"

"I'm a village girl, I don't understand anything, I'm just asking out of curiosity." Pei Xiaoxiao shrugged, "After all, all I've heard are promises and promises."

"I still want my daughter! Why don't you go to heaven?" Gao jumped.

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