The fierce wife of space

Chapter 42
The woman with the broom trotted over aggressively, turning over the man lying on the ground pretending to be dead. After she saw the face of the man on the ground clearly, the broom in her hand swept across the matchmaker's face mercilessly.

"Hey, old woman, you are going to die." The matchmaker who had been lying on her stomach and unwilling to show her face, covered her painful face, jumped up from the ground, pointed at the woman and cursed.

The matchmaker didn't know why she was so unlucky. She had nothing to do before, but why she sprained her foot today. If she had walked fast just now, she would not have been caught by these two people.

"You still have the nerve to point your nose and scold me, shameless thing, what are you doing hiding in the yard! I will kill you today." The woman jumped in anger, and swung the broom in her hand like a peerless sword. Hit the matchmaker in the face, until her face was hit horizontally and vertically, as if her claws were scratched.

The matchmaker did many unpopular things, even if she was discovered at this time, she was very calm, she stood firm with her chest upright, and looked sideways at the blue-faced woman.

"What's wrong, I just passed by here, don't be shameless, hit me in the face again, and see if I don't tear your face off."

"Okay, those who do bad things are justified. Okay, you can tear it up if you have the ability. I'm afraid you won't do it."

The two women quickly wrestled together. The scholar standing in front of the door held a book in his hand and didn't know what to do for a while.

Gu Lian and A Lang squatted in the corner, revealing a pair of eyes, looking at the two people twisting together in the yard with great interest, especially sometimes giving a stone to the matchmaker from time to time.

After meeting the matchmaker, the woman pushed the matchmaker to the ground, and her huge ass sat on the matchmaker's stomach. The woman slapped the matchmaker several times in a rage, and kept attacking her with her butt while riding on her. He pressed the matchmaker below until he rolled his eyes.

"Tell me, what are you doing in my yard? If you don't tell the truth, I'll tie you up and hang you in front of the door today for others to see." The woman asked the matchmaker while beating her for a long time, pinching her neck.

The scholar also helped his mother at this time, went into the house to get the rope and came out, the matchmaker rolled her eyes several times, looked at the scholar approaching, and gave a mouthful.

"What can I see? I've taken a fancy to your son and want him to be my husband. What's the matter, would you like it?"

When the scholar heard this, his face turned red, and his eyes were full of anger. Anyone who was humiliated so naked would not feel good in his heart.Besides, the reputation of this matchmaker here is really not good, because she is a widow, the people who come and go with her on weekdays are usually lazy people, of course, most of them are bachelors.

"Hey, I don't even look at your old face, you miss my son, you damn bitch don't take off your clothes to see what you look like, you have a mole on your forehead and you think you are pretty in dark, and you think you are pretty with a green onion in your nose, There is pus under the soles of the feet, and the heart and liver are rotten, and there are thousands of worms under the crotch." The woman was spitting, cursing and beating.

The matchmaker dodged the attack from ahead, and kept waving her hands. Her fingers caught the woman's hair, and she pulled it desperately.

"I really thought your son was a sweet potato! Look at your crazy appearance, is it because you don't have a man to nourish you, that's why you are so angry! I think you are the one who eats shit in your mouth and doesn't think it stinks, and you don't have a pot on your chest. I think it's too heavy, I really think there are flowers on my face, I'll pooh you."

The two scolded back and forth, and the scholar stood shivering in the cold wind, and he didn't know how to persuade him, this scholar was really bloodless.

"Mother, go ask Lizheng to come here!" The scholar held back for a long time before saying these words.

The woman pinned down the matchmaker below her head, took her son's rope, tied the man's hands and feet, took off her shoes and slapped the matchmaker's mouth several times.

Seeing the woman's distraught appearance after the fight, A Lang couldn't help but praise in his heart: "This woman is really good at fighting."

"You haven't seen anything more powerful. If it were me, I would have to pour shit into the matchmaker's mouth." Gu Lian felt that this was simply pediatrics. If the matchmaker hadn't been hit by a stone, the scholar's mother probably wouldn't be able to get her out of it. The person pressed down and beat him violently.

It's a good show until the end, the scholar's mother probably felt that this matter should not be forgotten, her eyes darkened, she went back to the house and took a piece of silver and stuffed it into the matchmaker's arms, she would definitely not let her son's reputation follow her. Ruined, so it can be said that the matchmaker simply wanted to enter their house and steal money.

"Stealing into the courtyard is enough for Lizheng to decide, why is she stuffing money into his arms? Too much money?" A Lang didn't understand.

"Stupid! Stealing money is a good excuse. If the real thing that the matchmaker came to do in the yard is really pulled out, her son's reputation will be ruined. Look at her, she probably expects her son to succeed in school and become a farmer." I really want to bring out the fact that the matchmaker Xiao misses his son, what do you think the people here thought of them before." Gu Lian felt that this woman was quick to change her mind, sometimes it is better to steal money than people Method.

There's nothing terrible about a matchmaker being thick-skinned. Anyway, it won't hurt her if she really pulls it out. She has been Xiao Xiang's scholar for a long time. If she really wants to pull it out, the scholar might belong to her!
The scholar's mother also saw her plan, gritted her teeth and lit up all the oil lamps in the house, then tied the man to the corner of the table, and went to look for Lizheng in the dark.

Gu Lian saw that things were almost done, the scholar's mother would definitely not let the matchmaker go so easily, and seeing her miserable appearance, she estimated that she would have to lie in bed for several days.

"Withdrawn."

"Don't watch?"

"After reading it, I am relieved to see her in such a miserable state. If she dares to mess with the string again in the future, we will break her leg again."

A Lang felt that today was just watching a show, letting people know how scary women are sometimes, anyway, he will never underestimate women now.

"If you have something to do in the future, don't call me anymore. I'm not doing chores."

"Help me, and I'm willing to help you if you are busy in the future!" Gu Lian smiled and narrowed her eyes, with an expression of how stingy you are.

The two parted ways on the fork in the road. Gu Lian went back home against the cold wind. When she looked up, she saw her sister standing outside the house. She smiled at her sister with a raised smile.

When Gu Zhu saw her coming back, his heart finally fell to the ground. He trotted over, stretched out his hand to pull her over, and entered the room with red eyes.

"You really went out. I thought you were talking about it. You really scared me to death. I was really scared just now."

Gu Lian felt that her hands were icy cold, and the two of them clasped hands, as if they were holding a piece of ice. She stretched out her hands and rubbed them, with an expression on her face as relaxed as possible.

"It's okay, I'm looking for someone to help, that Mr. Alang also went with me, you can rest assured these days, no one will disturb you anymore, if that man dares to harass you, see if I don't He's done." Gu Lian said fiercely.

(End of this chapter)