The villain took me crooked after wearing the book

Chapter 90 Please, Don't Sell Me Out

There was endless laughter around, Hu Erpi was full of despair at the moment, thanks to him... thanks to him thinking that Qiuqiu had him in his heart.

Now it's just a scam.

Seeing his dumbfounded expression, Liu Niang couldn't bear it, after all Hu Erpi is also a frequent visitor to Zuixiangyuan.

She smiled coquettishly, and said coquettishly: "We can't help you with borrowing money here, but you can ask Yuanwai Sun."

Hearing Liu Niang's voice, Hu Erpi's dull eyes moved, and he muttered: "Sun Yuanwai?"

Liu Niang waved the round fan to bring out the fragrant wind, "Master Hu, don't you know? Where did Dong Ge come from to dare to lend loan sharks? It's all because Yuanwai Sun is really in charge behind this."

"Behind Yuanwai Sun is the magistrate of Zhenyuan County. I won't say much about the rest, but you can understand, right?"

Hu Erpi fell silent, Liu Niang turned her head and told the nursing home, "Go and invite Hu Erpi out, don't disturb the business of the shop."

Saying 'please', in fact, the two nurses carried him and threw him in the middle of the road.

At this moment, the sky had already dimmed, except for the inn and these dusty places, there were basically no pedestrians on the road.

Hu Erpi found a corner and curled up into a ball. He was thinking of Brother Dong in his mind, and thinking of Yuanwai Sun that Liu Niang was talking about.

Ask Sun Yuanwai?

He might have been beaten to death before seeing Yuanwai Sun.

He gradually thought of a person in his mind, Zhao Hehua who had just recently engaged to Sun Gongzi.

Hu Erpi's heart became brighter and brighter, yes, he can ask Zhao Hehua.

He didn't forget the thirty Wen that Zhao Hehua gave him that day, she was kind-hearted, so seeing him like this would definitely save him.

Holding such a belief, Hu Erpi actually relaxed. He was exhausted, leaned against the wall and fell asleep slowly.

...(^o^)...

Zhao Huiwei, who had practiced calligraphy all afternoon, silently looked at the black rice paper in front of her.

Shen Mingnan's frown deepened as he watched, "You've only improved so much in one afternoon?"

Pretty girl speechless: "..."

Zhao Huiwei tried to save it, found a copybook that looked much cleaner, pointed to one of the characters, "You see, my big characters are not very good."

Shen Mingnan glanced at it, then pinched the space between his brows with a headache, "Let's continue tomorrow."

As soon as the words were spoken here, Zhao Huiwei flicked his pen and ran out like the wind.

With this temperament, you still swear that you can endure hardship?

It only took one hour to practice calligraphy, during which she proposed to rest five times.

Shen Mingnan suddenly regretted agreeing to teach her how to practice calligraphy, he was just making trouble for himself.

After dinner, Zhao Huiwei saw that the sky was still early, so he asked Shen Mingnan if he would like to go out for a walk with her?
As expected, Zhao Huiwei was rejected.

She pretended to be sorry, and ran away as if she was having fun after going out.

Luohua Village is not very big, most of the houses are gathered in one piece of land.

Zhao Huiwei was walking on the road, when he heard a faint whimper coming from a door.

At the door of this house, there are still a few scattered villagers watching.

The three aunts chattered together, it was Erniang Sun, Aunt Wang and Aunt Li.

Among them, Aunt Li, who was wearing a floral dress, said: "How can Duanxia be so cruel, so much to grind her family's Chunhong."

Another Aunt Wang, who was wearing gray and jute clothes, continued: "Oh, that's not true. In the afternoon, I saw her take her family Chunhong to mow grass in the field. When she came back, she happened to meet Zheng Cuihua. The two quarreled, but it was Chunhong who suffered in the end."

"Isn't it?" Sun Erniang's face was full of disgust, and her tone became sharper, "This Zheng Cuihua is really disgusting, she makes a show every day, I have long disliked her, I think people like her should be with Hu It's better for the two ruffians to make a pair."

Aunt Li sneered: "She is the only one with a high heart who can see that ruffian Hu Er?"

A few people stopped talking, and they couldn't hide the disgust on their faces.

There was a crackling sound from the door, and the courtyard door opened with a bang, and a woman stumbled out from inside.

Her hair was disheveled, and she fell at the door of her house before running a few steps. Duan Xia rushed out from behind and pulled her hair tightly, cursing viciously: "How dare you run, you son of a bitch."

Chen Chunhong's face was full of tears, she stretched out her hand to grab Chen Duan's hand in pain, "Mother, please, don't betray me."

Sell?
This word immediately exploded in the crowd, and someone said: "Aunt Duan, no matter how poor your family is, you won't be so poor as to sell a girl, right?"

When Chen Duan heard this, she glared at her viciously. She let go of Chen Chunhong's hair, put her hands on her hips and said, "You can't talk nonsense. When will I sell my daughter? I'm letting her go to enjoy the blessings. The neighbor village Old Mo, who sells wine, is willing to spend ten taels of silver to marry her."

"It's just that this girl doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, and she thinks that my mother is trying to harm her."

When everyone heard old Motou, they sneered, "You said you didn't harm her? You just pushed your daughter into the fire pit, so what kind of virtue does old Motou have? He was a drunk lunatic who was beaten to death by accident when he was drunk." I already have three daughters-in-law, and your family Chunhong is obedient, why are you doing this?"

Chen Chunhong was lying on the ground with her head in her hands and trembling all over. She only felt that she was living in a nightmare and it would be fine when she woke up, but the facts told her that it was not a dream.

Her family, for the sake of the twelve, wanted to sell her to old Motou, who was over 50 years old and could be her grandfather's widower.

And all of this was due to her drunken father, who went to Lao Motou's house, and when he came back again, he had an extra ten taels of silver in his hand. With just a verbal agreement, they sold her.

not reconciled...

I'm really not reconciled, she really wants to die, life is meaningless...

"Aunt Duan." A crisp female voice sounded.

Attracting a crowd of people to look over, Zhao Huiwei walked to the front at some point, she glanced at the huddled ball on the ground, and then slowly said: "Marriage pays attention to three matches and six employments. The matchmaker said we would marry each other, but the second one didn't have a marriage certificate, so I forcibly sent it to the man's house, so what's the difference between this and selling?"

Aunt Duan saw that it was Zhao Huiwei, she could be a little more pleasant to her on weekdays, but now who does she think she is?
So he sneered unceremoniously: "Who do you think you are? This is my family's business. Are you in charge?"

Then he looked at the group of people around the door, and said impatiently: "Can you stop standing around my door, what's there to see?"

Then he kicked Chen Chunhong who was on the ground, "Where is the corpse lying on the ground? Why don't you roll in?"

The figure on the ground remained motionless, as if it didn't even have the strength to tremble.

Zhao Huiwei suddenly felt a little depressed in her heart, she could feel that she had lost the will to survive, she wanted to die...

(End of this chapter)