Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 440

Later, he burned all the books, looking at the blinding flames, he smiled.

Laughing at my ignorance, my youth and frivolity, my incompetence...

When the book is burned to ashes, it flies away with the wind.

He changed his name, and from then on, there was no Han Hui, only Tu Zi.

In fact, before entering Zhudi's house, he was engaged.

When he was 15 years old, he became a scholar. Many people in the village came to talk to him.

In the year when he and his cousin got married, the uncle said that the cousin was still young and would wait until Ji got married.

But when his cousin got married, he failed in the ranking.

Immediately, the uncle's complexion was not very good, and he said that the aunt was not willing to give up her daughter, so let's wait another three years.

He was not in a hurry to get married, so he agreed.

But after waiting for another three years, this time, he went to rush for the exam, but was caught cheating and sent to prison.

At that time, he was in prison, and his mother came forward with a letter of divorce, "Your cousin is already old, if she doesn't get married again, I'm afraid there will be an official media in the government to forcefully arrange the marriage."

In fact, there is a marriage contract, so you can send some silver taels to the official media to get rid of it.

This is just an excuse, not only does he understand it in his heart, but why doesn't his mother understand it in his heart.

"Hui'er, when you failed the ranking, your uncle was already dissatisfied with the marriage. At that time, he said that your aunt was not willing to give up her daughter, and waiting for another three years was nothing more than procrastination."

"Actually, even if you don't go to jail, if you don't pass the exam, your uncle will find various reasons to break off the engagement."

"It's my mother who is blind and still thinking that they are all relatives. Your cousin is also a gentle, graceful, quiet and lovely girl, so she agreed to this marriage."

"Now that I think about it, it's fine to quit. Such a snobbish family, it's better not to get married."

At that time, he hadn't enlightened yet, and he felt that it was the same to marry anyone. If his mother thought it was good, it was good, and if he thought it was bad, it was not good. It was up to his mother's decision, so he didn't feel sad when he divorced. , just unwilling.

It was because he was too young that he became the top scholar. Too much praise made him lose his way. Suddenly, he fell to the bottom. He couldn't bear it, he was depressed, he was in pain, he was angry, and he was unwilling!This was his emotion when he was just imprisoned.

But later on, time gradually exhausted all the frivolity, depression, pain, anger, and unwillingness of the young man...

Until, when the news of his father's death came, he was completely decadent, without ambition, unwillingness, and temper...

In the days when he was just released from prison, if he didn't even have the money to buy alcohol, he would probably be buying alcohol and getting drunk all day long.Lying on the bed all the time, locked in the house, he was released from prison, but his heart never really left the cage.

Later, my mother was seriously ill and entered Zhudi's house, and my mother passed away...

God never seemed to let him go, time and time again, making him more desperate, helpless, and decadent...

It wasn't until I felt sorry for Di Li that I realized that I had fallen in love with this girl.

Although he is married, he is still a man.

It is a man who wants to support this family. Di Li looks tough, but he is also a girl who can secretly rub her wrists and shows a weak face.

Killing pigs can help Di Li a lot, and it can also vent his frustration.

Sometimes, he feels that killing pigs is a very happy thing.

Who would have thought that the man who was quick and ruthless with a butcher's knife was a weak scholar who was once so weak that he dared not kill a chicken.

For the rest of his life...he just wanted to be a pig butcher.

The door was knocked.

Tu Zi collected all his emotions and went to open the door.

Standing at the door was a pretty woman, with white skin and red lips, and a pair of peach blossom eyes full of water, as if full of deep affection.

"Brother Han!" The woman called softly, and in an instant, tears slowly fell down the corners of her eyes like a crystal clear bead, beautiful and pitiful.

Tu Zi stood where he was, a little dazed.

(End of this chapter)