Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 196
"Miss!"

She heard a familiar voice calling her outside.

Song Yaomei turned her head and saw the man she was thinking about.

"Where are you running!?" When Song Yaomei was about to run to Li Sanlang, Song Yaomei felt her neck was tightly clasped by both hands.

"Be safe, my dear sister!"

"Sister, why do you make the same mistakes again and again!" At this moment, Song Yaomei watched an old woman in a white robe walking towards her.

The old woman in front of her is exactly the same as the old woman who is choking her neck now.

Except that the old woman in front of her looks a little richer, she is really the same.

"Let us go, give me the real brocade weaving technique, and I'll let her go, otherwise I won't be able to live today, and neither of you will survive!"

Song Yaomei only felt that her ears were being rumbled, and the hand on her neck was getting stronger and stronger.

"Ahem!" If she doesn't let go, Song Yaomei will really be strangled to death.

"Sister, isn't the one in your hand the real one? What else should I give you?"

Hearing Song Yaomei cough a few times, he was probably afraid that she would really be strangled to death by him and lose the bargaining chip, so he relaxed his hand a little.

"My dear sister, do you think I will still trust you? Do you think you have not deceived me badly enough? Let me tell you that if I tell your villagers that you will bet the whole village for your so-called reputation, Do you think they will still love you so much?"

No wonder, when she was invited to leave, Aunt Xiu had no doubts at all.

Not only Xiugu had no doubts, but everyone else they met on the road had no doubts.

Many people who followed were holding farming tools in their hands. When they heard what she said, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Sister, I know you have your own ideas, but God's will cannot be resisted, don't forget those punishments!"

Song Yaomei became more and more confused, but one thing is certain is that this is someone else's housework.

They just got involved by accident.

The Great Elder at the back snorted coldly, "Punishment? What punishment? This is just an excuse for you to hold onto your power. Do you think I don't know your methods, and which of those past events were not your fault? Do you think I'm blind? Even if I'm blind, my heart is like a mirror. You think the people below don't know!"

After finishing speaking, she asked the people below: "Have you guys forgotten Zhao Hong's death!"

The people below were encouraged, and they really started whispering.

"Zhao Hong just went out to meet her lover privately, fell into the river and turned into blood!"

"Isn't Zhao Hong originally a candidate for the saint?"

"I heard that Zhao Hong's soul will be trapped in the lake all her life, and she will never be reborn!"

From the fragmentary words of the villagers, Song Yaomei knew the general idea of ​​Zhao Hong.

It is estimated that this woman who was originally chosen as a saint was ruthlessly thrown into the river because of a big taboo, and was instantly wiped out by something!
"Do you know that Zhao Hong was raised by her sister?"

Before the Great Elder finished speaking, Song Yaomei only felt a gust of wind above her head, and then the hands that restrained her were detached from her neck.

It was smooth for a moment, before Song Yaomei felt that she could breathe air happily, she passed out again.

When she woke up again, Song Yaomei found out that she was still lying in the original room.

The tassel pendant hanging on the Rosa tent on the bed swayed in the wind, touching her heart one after another.

Li Sanlang sat next to him but fell asleep.

I really want to give Li Sanlang a good beating.

Even though this play is all fake, if it wasn't for him, would the Great Elder think of using such a trick?

There is no man in this village, there can only be one reason, that is, they hate men to the core.

Song Yaomei stretched out her hand to hit him, but seeing him sleeping so sweetly, she couldn't do it anymore.

She didn't know what happened after she fell into a coma, but as an outsider, it is estimated that the two old women would not treat them very well.

He withdrew his hand, but the neck hurts even if he exerted a little force.

Song Yaomei leaned on her neck, and the pain was even hotter.

No matter which of the two old ladies was right or wrong, she hated either one anyway.

One side grinned in pain, but the other side woke up Li Sanlang.

Li Sanlang stared blankly at Song Yaomei for a while before recovering and asked: "My lady, how are you doing?"

Song Yaomei hid in the bed.

Li Sanlang wanted to step forward to check on her injury, "Lady, you just finished taking medicine on your neck, you can't touch it, it will affect your recovery."

Song Yaomei still kept a long distance from Li Sanlang.

Pointing at him, "Don't come here, if you come here again, I will call someone."

Because she was deceived before, Song Yaomei was very cautious, "How can you prove that you are my husband?"

Li Sanlang thought for a while, "I love you!"

rhetoric!Song Yaomei shook her head, "It doesn't count!"

"The lady can make perilla essential oil and wine."

"No, you are not the only one who knows what I do."

If you are looking for an acquaintance, just ask casually and you will know.

Seeing that Song Yaomei still resisted him so much, Li Sanlang frowned and asked: "My lady, you are not satisfied with all these, why don't you give me an opinion!"

Song Yaomei looked at Li Sanlang's lean body, and suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

"You close the door."

Li Sanlang did so.

As soon as the door was closed, the room was immediately dark.

"Undress!"

When Li Sanlang closed the door and stood at the original place again, he was so scared by Song Yaomei's words that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Undress?" he stammered.

Song Yaomei nodded, "If you want to prove it, taking off your clothes is the best way to prove it."

Li Sanlang looked around.

"If you don't want to take it off, then you are fake."

In fact, Song Yaomei wanted to see if there were any special marks on Li Sanlang.

All these things can be faked, but if it is true, then Xiu Gu has an affair, and it is impossible to be intact.

Most importantly, she couldn't tell whether the person standing in front of her was real or not, because her head was still dizzy.

Li Sanlang had no choice but to take off his clothes one by one.

After taking off the innermost piece of clothing, Song Yaomei looked at Li Sanlang's exquisite chest muscles, and suddenly became interested.

It is said that watching women take off their clothes is a kind of enjoyment, but they don't know that watching men take off their clothes is even more a kind of enjoyment.

It fully satisfies the rotten girl mentality of a female man.

"Come here!" Song Yaomei leaned on the bed, her voice was whiny.

Li Sanlang passed by, "My lady, it's not good to be here!"

"What's wrong, as long as we are happy!" Now nothing can stop Song Yaomei's interest in him, and there is still a bad taste.

Li Sanlang bullied him, but Song Yaomei pushed him back.

Li Sanlang turned into a big bad wolf in an instant, and raised two luscious claws, "Lady, how are you? Are you satisfied with Xianggong's figure?"

(End of this chapter)