My Husband Is the Villain

"Sister, I think Miss Cui is okay, why don't you like her?" Lin Qingwan squatted in front of the stove to set off the fire, and asked Lin Qingxu who was peeling potatoes with a knife.

Lin Qingxu squeezed the knife tightly, and successfully saw Lin Qingwan avoid his eyes in fear.

"Little White Flower, accept, no, no." Lin Qingxu popped these words out of his teeth.

"Ah?" Lin Qingwan glanced at the fire that was extinguished again in the hearth, and waved the black smoke floating out. She didn't understand what sister meant?

Lin Qingxu moved his lips indifferently, and said another way: "I'm not used to seeing it."

Lin Qingwan became more energized, she filled the hearth with a little firewood again, and her small mouth shot out like a small machine gun: "Why can't my sister dislike her, her character, family background, appearance? Or all of them. Don't you like it?"

Lin Qingxu rolled her eyes at her and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

"The fire is out again." Seeing the black smoke billowing out, she said calmly. Lin Qingwan's face became bitter, and he started all over again.

After five or six experiments with a fire, Lin Qingxu and Qing Wan were on the verge of choking to death.

One pot for simmering rice and one pot for stir-frying.

The two kitchen killers had been busy in the kitchen for half an hour, and the disgraced two men were a little devastated.

Lin Qingxu's hands trembled as he added salt to the blackened potato cubes and pork, his bitter face was almost the same color as the vegetables in the cauldron.

Although Lin Qingwan hadn't lifted the lid, she could clearly smell the mushy rice and the empty firewood. She pursed her thin lips, and asked her regularly, "Sister, if you say Auntie comes back, will you? Will it kill us?"

Lin Qingxu smiled shyly: "I hope not..."

Not long after the two finished their lunch, Fang Xiu returned late.

"Auntie, you're back!" The two rushed to Fang Xiu's side like two industrious little bees, one took away what she was holding, and the other was busy saying good things.

Fang Xiu glanced at the identical faces of the two of them, and then looked at the chimney where the hot smoke had not completely dissipated, and guessed the reason: "The cooking has been ruined?"

Although the two of them are advertised as kitchen killers, occasionally Fang Xiu has something to do, and the two of them will take action, but the number of times they make normal meals is very small.

Lin Qingxu and Lin Qingwan nodded obediently, waiting for Fang Xiu's forgiveness.

Fang Xiuji nodded for face, and then said: "Since it's ruined, you don't have to eat at night."

Lin Qingxu, Lin Qingwan: "..." Is this different from what they imagined before?

Seeing that the two of them were stunned, Fang Xiu raised her lips and chuckled: "What? You don't even want to eat lunch?"

"Of course!" The two nodded hurriedly.

Looking at each other, at the same time, there is a meaning - A Niang is in a good mood today!

In the kitchen, Fang Xiu lifted the lid of the pot in disgust. The dish was hot, but there was no scent at all: "Axu is not cooking, is he cooking poison/drug?"

Lin Qingxu shrank his neck and acquiesced to A-Niang's sarcasm.

In the end, her dish could only be reduced to the fate of being one with garbage.

Although the rice was less watery and mushy, most of the taste remained the same. As for the use of firewood—Lin Qingwan cleverly held a handful of firewood from outside the house to cover up the evidence.

It's a pity that Lin Qingwan, who was burning the fire, could only bear the torment of her heart with a trembling heart when she touched Fang Niang's insightful eyes.

Time is fleeting, and it is too late for people to prepare enough.

The day Lin Qingwan left the human world was a sunny day.

The strong sun shone on the earth, and the temperature was soaring, giving people the illusion that summer was coming early. Lin Qingxu squinted his eyes, and his eyes were sour from the scorching sun.

"Niang, sister, I will remember what you said to me, try my best to restrain my temper, and practice hard." Lin Qingwan's small body rushed into Fang Xiu's arms, tears were raining, and her voice was choked up, "I will practice hard, early. Come back to see you, you, can't you forget me?"

Lin Qingxu blinked and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes calmly. Seeing Fang Xiu's eyes filled with tears, he put his hand on the back of Lin Qingwan's head: "Of course A-niang and I will never forget Awan, no matter in the human world. In the world of immortality, our Awan must be the strongest child, but don't cry anymore."

Fang Xiu reached out and wiped away the tears on Lin Qingwan's cheeks, raised her face and said with a smile, "Your sister is right, Awan has to learn to be stronger."

"Your sister and I can't accompany you on this road you're going to take. It depends on you which step you want to take. But no matter what time, you have to remember that your mother and sister will always be there for you. Support you. Whatever you want to do, as long as it feels right, do it.”

Fang Xiu said this, her throat choked, but she couldn't continue.

Fang Xiu's life was not smooth.

Fang Xiu knew from the time that her father and mother did not love her when she was a child, that her father and mother who valued sons over daughters disliked her.

In order not to be a useless tool for them to drain the last remaining value, she secretly ran away from home at the age of six, found an embroidery workshop, and asked the most famous embroidery master at the time to teach her skills.

Most of the embroidery skills are based on the skills of a master, so how can it be easily passed on to her. Although Fang embroidered a lot of struggles to please her, she still failed to gain the favor of the other party. When she came to the end, another embroiderer took the initiative to lend her a helping hand...

When she married Lin's father, she was already a well-known embroiderer, but her parents' oppression never diminished.

Fang Xiu will give them money on time to support the ignorant younger brother, but he is never willing to let them control his marriage and destroy his life's happiness.

Under great pressure, Fang Xiu married Lin's father, who was just a poor scholar at the time. After that, he cut off contact with his biological parents and left the former village.

When she was with Father Lin, she had a long happy life.

Father Lin found a job as a teacher in the village, and her embroidery is excellent and can always sell for a good price. Later, they had Qingxu and Qingwan... Unfortunately, the beauty in her life was too short.

The four-year-old Qingxu had a high fever for no reason, and there was no medicine for the stone. Lin's father was seriously ill and died early, leaving her and her two daughters with no one to rely on.

Over the years, Fang Xiu hopes to give her two daughters a promising future, and she also knows that some things are not enough for her alone.

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Lin Qingxu and Fang Xiu returned to the yard where there were only two people left. Without a noisy little guy, it seemed that they couldn't do anything.

"Auntie, I'm going back to the house first." Lin Qingxu said with a vain look in his eyes, and walked towards his and Qingwan's house.

Fang Xiu stopped her.

"Wait, Ash."

Lin Qingxu stopped and saw Fang Xiu frowning slightly, hesitating and not knowing how to exit.

"What's the matter, Niang?" Fang Xiu acted resolutely, and in her opinion, there seemed to be only two answers, "yes" or "no". This was the first time Lin Qingxu had seen her wandering like this.

"Axu, mother wants to ask you about your marriage." Fang Xiu said in a low voice.

Lin Qingxu's breath was tight, and her heart beat violently with her sudden opening.

Fang Xiu stared at her with burning eyes, and the words were clear: "Axu still wants to regret the marriage now?"

Lin Qingxu bit her lip, avoided her gaze subconsciously, and hurriedly replied, "Why did A-Niang suddenly ask me this question? Didn't I say before that I couldn't change it?"

Lin Qingxu has been practicing **** embroidery silently for the past few days, almost acquiescing to the fact that he will marry in two months. Fang Xiu came here by surprise? Auntie, did you change your mind?

For a time, she was very confused.

On the one hand, the thought of not marrying Su Yan can completely get rid of the dead end of the characters in the novel. At that time, she and A-Niang moved to a place far away from Hehua Village, and it would have nothing to do with them when the possible demons would attack later.

But on the other hand, if she didn't marry Su Yan, she would be married within two years of her age.

As a scumbag doing housework, her ability can also be used for free-range farming in a wasteland. In addition to the birth of a village girl, she used to be a fool, and it is difficult to marry into a clean family.

Weighing the pros and cons, if she really had to make a choice, she would rather keep her current state unchanged.

Fang Xiu's eyes knew everything, but she deliberately said: "It was before, if A Xu insisted on not marrying, A-Niang can think about going forward to break the marriage, and the big deal is to leave a bad name for being ungrateful!"

Lin Qingxu's blue veins jumped on his forehead.

I want to come to A-Niang to find her fun!

"You don't have to go back, I'm going back to the room." She drooped her face and waved her hand towards Fang Xiu to leave.

Fang Xiu silently saw her figure being blocked by the door, and closed her eyes.

Hope, this decision is not wrong.

Lin Qingwan left, but the furnishings in the room did not change much. Lin Qingxu looked at everything, and felt a sense of vicissitudes of things.

She threw herself heavily on the scattered pillows, buried her head in the quilt, and took a deep breath.

Fang Xiu's words still affected her more or less.

Lin Qingxu was selfish in choosing to marry Su Yan.

In addition to Su Yan's gentle and handsome image, the most selfish thing is her inner timidity.

After nearly 20 years of life and education in the modern age, her ideology is conservative but a little cowardly.

Taking a risk that is uncertain whether it can be realized or not, and choosing a completely unfamiliar future in the big picture, Lin Qingxu's intention is to choose the former.

She couldn't be sure of Su Yan's future. But the one-sided relationship with him did not produce the conflict she expected. Invisibly, she had vaguely classified him and the demon master Li Yuan as two.

If she refuses the engagement, she and Fang Xiu will not only bear moral condemnation. Over the years, almost the Fang family has supported their lives. Neither she nor Fang Xiu are unintentional. What they owe has to be repaid. If possible, she does not want A-Niang to bear too much.

What's more, the current era and environment are unfamiliar to her. Instead of exposing it alone, it is better to follow her heart and find someone to rely on.

Lin Qingxu closed his eyes tightly, and at the same time as he decided to settle down, a certain part of his heart was suppressed and not happy.