The fertile farm girl in the portable space

Chapter 81 The Weird Secret (1)
"What quirk?" Coriander muttered softly, and ignored it. Although she felt sorry for the lamp oil and thought it was a waste to burn it overnight, if she suddenly changed the man's work and rest habits, it would inevitably arouse suspicion from others.

The dim light of the tung oil lamp flickered on and off in the dark night, and in the large and empty room, one could hear one's own breathing quietly.Coriander tossed and turned vigorously on the bed, the bed was firm and made no sound.

Coriander sat up aimlessly, staring blankly at the room.It's that person's breath.This pillow was used by that person, with his hair fragrance on it, this quilt was covered by that person, with his temperature on it, those potted plants were also chosen by that person, even the sachet hanging from the golden hook In the room, there was also a fragrance that the person liked—a faint, unknown, lonely fragrance that lingered in the room.

Every corner of the room is filled with that person's breath, but that person is not here.Coriander thought, tonight, I'm afraid I'm not the only one suffering from insomnia, I don't know if that person can't sleep like myself.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.Dogs barking and chickens crowing restless night.

Haijia, the old lady's bedroom.

The old lady and Xuan Yue were staring at each other in a silent contest.

"Damn girl! Don't hurry to sleep. You don't have to work tomorrow?" The old lady glared at her angrily, and was about to come over and drag her.

"Ah, don't come here! Don't come here!" Xuan Yue grimaced, hugging a quilt tightly, pitifully curled up in the corner, and resolutely said: "I won't go up! I won't go up even if I die!"

"If you don't sleep, where do you want to sleep? I have been sleeping with my old lady for more than ten years, what is going on today?" The old lady said displeased.

"I want to sleep by myself!" Xuan Yue said firmly in a small voice.This old woman wants to force herself to sleep with her, but there is no way!Sad and indignant in my heart, woman—where are you.Damn, this is not the life of a human being.

"There are only two rooms in the house, and the other one is a firewood room. Do you like to sleep or not?" The old lady took off her shoes and went to bed, and said as she took off her shoes, "I'm going to sleep, I don't have time to chat with you .”

"Pa—" One cloth shoe took off, and then another.

"Ugh—it stinks." Xuan Yue suddenly covered her nose and held her breath for a few seconds, until she was so suffocated that she could hardly breathe.As soon as he relaxed, he was so smelly that he almost fainted.

"Stinky girl! I've smelled it for more than ten years, and I still despise my mother's foot odor! Hmph. Just bear with it, you'll get used to it after smelling it." The old lady was so angry that she groped and went to bed , "Pfft—" he blew out the tung oil lamp on the wooden cabinet beside the bed in one breath.

Suddenly the room was plunged into darkness.

"Ah—" A piercing scream pierced the darkness.

The old lady was so frightened that she almost rolled down from the bed, she managed to grab the edge of the bed to stabilize herself, and said angrily, "What's the name of this big night, damn girl! Are you going to scare me to death!"

"Is it okay to turn on the lamp? I'm afraid of the dark..." Xuan Yue clutched the quilt tightly, huddled in the corner of the wall, and whispered weakly.

"No! I'm afraid of a ghost. What are you doing lighting the lamps in the middle of the night? You're spending too much oil!" The old lady frowned dissatisfied. Why is this girl so busy today? I don't see her like this on weekdays. Could it be this After tossing around outside, I was a little frightened, or was I caught by some evil spirit?Another day, I still go to the temple to pay my respects so that I can feel at ease.

"..." What a superb family this is!I've seen it cut, but I've never seen it cut like this!Hmph, isn't it just money, I have plenty of it!A certain man habitually reached into the inner pocket of his bosom to feel for the money, while imagining throwing it to the old lady, and then sneered arrogantly, "Here, enough lamp oil for you for ten or eight years!"

He didn't forget the old lady's smile when he gave the old lady that money last time!The whole person who is open to money, has a 360 five-turn attitude towards himself, and can only wish to sell his granddaughter to him.

It's a pity—his hand was empty.Except for the warm chest, there was nothing there, and only then did he realize that the money was all on the woman.

A certain man wanted to cry without tears, curled his body tightly under the quilt, clutched the corner of the quilt tightly with his hands, and muttered loudly, "I want to light the lamp, I want to light the lamp, light the lamp, light..."

"Shut up! If you keep making noises, I'll throw you to the firewood shed." The old lady said sharply, "It's noisy, it's dead."

A certain man just wanted to have a seizure, and when he thought of the dark woodshed, maybe a mouse or two would emerge from the woodpile. With a chill down his spine, he silently closed his mouth, wrapped the quilt tightly and closed his eyes.Young Master, I will endure, I will endure, I will endure.A man can bend and stretch, but tomorrow I will go home even if I die.

Bed, my warm bed, my bright room, all for that woman to enjoy!That damned woman must be screaming out of nowhere at this moment, how would she know that I am here to suffer for her.

Ahhh, who will save me!
"Meow meow meow meow meow—"

His eyelids were getting heavy, and he finally curled up in a daze under the quilt, leaned against the corner of the wall and fell asleep, and was suddenly awakened by a mournful howling outside the window.

The hair on his body stood on end in fright, and the sleepy bug ran away in a flash.

The cry of the cat called Chun outside the window became more shrill, louder than louder, shaking people's eardrums, as if they were about to tear people's eardrums apart.The howling of ghosts and wolves sometimes sounds like weeping, sometimes high-pitched and sharp, sometimes low-pitched, and sometimes manic and violent, like a thousand ghosts crying at night.

The shrill sound of spring was so uncomfortable that Xuan Yue scratched his heart and liver, his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, God knows that he has two fears when sleeping, one is afraid of the dark, and the other is afraid of noise.It's just dark and noisy now!

Poor Xuan Yue covered her ears and her head under the quilt, always vigilant, her eyes wide open all night and she didn't dare to sleep, feeling like she was going to have a nervous breakdown.It wasn't until dawn that the eastern sky showed a white belly, and the sound of the cat crying for spring stopped, and Xuan Yue fell asleep in a daze.

As soon as he fell asleep, "Peng—" was kicked severely.

Opening the heavy eyelids with difficulty, the old lady pulled her face and said: "What are you doing with the pestle? It's already dawn and you don't go to help your mother cook breakfast? Standing here, getting in the way!"

"I, I'm sleepy, let me sleep again." Xuan Yue muttered in a daze, and closed her eyelids again.

"Peng—" Another heavy kick.

"Get up, start up! Why don't you sleep, go, start the fire!" The old lady's shrill voice was full of dissatisfaction.This girl is so lazy today, she wakes up early on weekdays.Such a gluttonous and lazy person, if he still can't get married in a few years, it won't be a waste of money to stay at home.If the training is good, he can get married as soon as possible, and he can exchange some dowry money for Dabao to marry a good wife.

(End of this chapter)