The farmhouse's fierce wife is the master of the house

Chapter 17

After Ye Dasong finished speaking, Ye Xiangchun sneered, "Being able to live a good life is more important than anything else. I'm afraid it's something? It can only make me feel worse."

Ye Dasong hesitated for a while and didn't speak.Probably thought of the fact that since the girl followed him in the past, she never got Wang Guihua's good looks and was always bullied.

Ye Xiangchun spread out the quilt and said, "Brother, I see that there is an oilcloth in the box, it's just right to take it out to block the windows."

Ye Dasong responded and hurried to go.When I came back, I blocked the two windows with oilcloth, and there was really no wind, not much worse than the window paper.

Ye Dasong touched the kang mat again, and said, "It's still a little damp, let's heat the kang."

"No, it's too hot." Ye Xiangchun directly rejected it.

It's the end of August, and the mornings and evenings are cooler but definitely not enough to light a fire.

Ye Xiangchun was afraid that if the kang was blocked and burned up and smoked, it would not be solved for a while and there would be no place to sleep tonight.

After thinking for a while, Ye Xiangchun said: "Move that broken iron pot in and use it as a brazier. After a while, turn off the fire, and the house will dry out, so it won't choke at night."

"Okay." Ye Dasong went out and brought in the broken iron pot, and put a few broken clay bricks under it to make the pot firm.

Ye Xiangchun cleaned up all the places in the back room that could be cleaned up. By the time the fire was lit, it was already dark outside.

Ye Xiangchun breathed a sigh of relief, seeing the red and jumping flames felt quite comfortable.

When he looked up again, he saw Ye Dasong still poking at the side, rubbing his hands together, as if he wanted to say something.

"Brother, it's all right, you can go back." Ye Xiangchun knew what Ye Dasong meant, and said directly: "I don't have to come here tomorrow if I have something to do, I can take care of myself."

"Then your leg?" Ye Dasong looked at Ye Xiangchun's calf, and said, "I'm going to work in the fields tomorrow morning, so I'll find a doctor for you when I come back at noon."

"No need." Ye Xiangchun laughed as he said that, and raised his head to ask Ye Dasong: "The doctor asks for money to see a doctor, who will pay? Are you afraid that Wang Guihua will never end with you?"

"I, I told the doctor to pay on credit. Pay it back slowly." Ye Dasong said hesitantly, and it was obvious that he was really useless.My sister's legs are like this, and she is still hesitant to find a doctor.

Ye Xiangchun waved his hand and said flatly: "Brother, you can go. You don't need to worry about my side in the future. But you have to remember, don't sell me once to gain benefits, and think about selling me again. If there is still This kind of thing, I'm not done with everyone."

Ye Xiangchun's last words were uttered with ruthlessness. She could maintain the only remaining blood relationship for the original owner of this body, but she, Ye Xiangchun, could not be manipulated and bullied by others.

Ye Dasong was bored for a long time, opened and closed his mouth several times, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Ye Xiangchun didn't look up again, she could feel Ye Dasong staring at the top of her head.After a while, Ye Dasong turned around and left.

The temperature in the room started to rise, Ye Xiangchun took a piece of firewood, broke it and threw it into the brazier.

The flames jumped up, scorching his face a little, Ye Xiangchun moved back a little, leaned his back on the edge of the kang, looked up at the gray and black roof in a daze.

Just as the clips from the past were chaotically playing in his mind, there was a sound of the broken door outside, and someone jumped in quickly.

"Who is it?" Ye Xiangchun grabbed the shoulder pole beside him and stood in front of him on guard.

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