My Husband Is the Villain

Lin Qingxu slept soundly, but it was rare that Fang Xiu didn't smash the door to wake her up. When the sun hit her eyelids, she squinted her eyes open, and found that the sky was already bright.

Lin Qingxu's mind jolted and sat up.

Su Yan's quilt was neatly folded and stacked beside her, she touched the mattress, it was cold in the morning.

When she hurriedly dressed and washed and ran out of the house, she saw Su Yanzheng and Fang Xiu sitting under the eaves and chatting happily and harmoniously.

Lin Qingxu rushed out of the door for a while, thinking that the saying is true - the mother-in-law looks at the son-in-law, the truth is, the more she sees it, the more pleasing to the eye!

"Qing'er is awake?" Su Yan turned towards the door, and was the first to spot her.

Lin Qingxu tugged at his half-tossed hair and waved at him, but saw Fang Xiu's expression change with his back to her, and gave her a look of disgust.

Lin Qingxu: "..." She really is a typical spilled water.

After breakfast, Fang Xiu went to another family to teach embroidery, leaving Lin Qingxu and Su Yan. Lin Qingxu originally wanted to take Su Yan around the village, but thinking of the surging gossip of the villagers yesterday, she quickly dismissed the idea.

It is impossible for them to stay in the yard with big eyes and small eyes. Lin Qingxu was itchy and itchy, so he ran to the chickens to cause trouble!

The big red rooster has a "son" and "daughter", and he has the style of being a father. He no longer has nothing to do and walks sideways in the yard. There are always a bunch of tender little yellow hairs around him. The appearance is much softer.

Noticing Lin Qingxu's approach, Hongmao raised his neck alertly and stared at her alertly.

The little yellow-haired people sensed the urgency of "its father", and they shrank into a small group one by one, snuggling tightly beside the thick red-haired chicken feet.

Lin Qingxu deliberately paced beside them, swept and swept over the red hair and the little yellow hair with erratic eyes, full of provocation.

The big red-haired **** immediately scratched the ground with its claws, and the neck hair blew even more fiercely. It seemed that as long as she had one more look, it could rush up to cry at her.

Lin Qingxu was overjoyed in his heart, but on the surface, he spread his hands and said, "Don't worry, I'm just here to take a look."

The big red-haired **** noticed her sluggish tone, twisted his neck proudly, raised his feet and led the little yellow-haired people to continue to check the territory. The little yellow hairs got the instructions one by one, stood up shaking their bodies, happily moved their small tender claws half a finger, and pressed them down on the ground.

Lin Qingxu's mouth flickered with a slippery smile, what she's been waiting for is now!

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Su Yan was flipping through this small story book with great interest. The owner of the story book was obviously not careful enough to keep it. The footers of several pages were turned up, and in some blank areas, some grotesque animal figures and flowers were casually drawn with a pen. , you can vaguely see the appearance.

Su Yan habitually straightened the crumpled footer, and all his thoughts went to look at the little animal flowers. He was just seeing a grinning jack-o-lantern with **** eyes when a sudden roar of chickens came from the yard. The sound of flying dogs.

What's going on here?

He frowned and looked up, only to see Lin Qingxu running desperately in his direction with a bright face.

She put her hands together, as if she was holding something, and the big red-haired cock, who had impressed him yesterday, was chasing after her.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Qingxu had flashed before his eyes.

"Ayan, help!" Lin Qingxu sprinted and successfully got behind Su Yan. She closed her eyes and waited for a long time, but she didn't hear any sound.

She stuck out half of her head from behind him: "Hey, Ah Mao really doesn't bite you?"

Lin Qingxu was amazed that she and Lin Qingwan were typical of being bitten by Ah Mao. Lin Qingwan and Hongmao are enemies, and the two sides do not meet each other at first sight, and it is common for them to fight each other, while Lin Qingxu is born aggrieved and killed, and the revolutionary friendship she built with it some time ago was also ruined by these two "offenses". Clean and tidy.

She really didn't expect that Su Yan still has the destiny not to be bitten by chickens!

The big red-haired rooster paced up and down in front of the two of them. Seeing Lin Qingxu looking at him, he raised his neck threateningly at her, but did not move forward.

"What did Qing'er do to get bitten by a chicken?" Su Yan laughed, turning to look at what she was holding in her hands.

Lin Qingxu pursed his lips and smiled, raised his eyebrows and gave Hongmao a smug look, and raised his folded palms in front of Su Yan like a treasure, with his neck raised high and his eyes shining.

Under the sunlight, her fair little hands fainted a few pounds of transparent pink. She slowly opened her hands by half, and a bright yellow head emerged from it.

It cleverly turned its head to look around, and was not afraid of being at a high place, and made a crisp "chirp".

Lin Qingxu's heart was about to turn into water, his voice was too soft, and he asked, "Ayan, isn't it cute?"

No wonder the red hair is amazing at protecting the calf, is she the only one who is overflowing with maternal love?

Su Yan lowered his eyes, his eyes stopped for a moment on the little yellow chicken, but he couldn't help but focus on Lin Qingxu. The warm sun cast a layer of shimmer on her body, and the corners of her lips bloomed, giving him the feeling of a blooming sun flower and a delicate hibiscus, which was fascinating.

He raised his hand to touch her face in a ghostly way, and when his fingertips touched the warm and soft touch, he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Well, it's cute." He pretended to put his arms down naturally, Yan Mu opened his mouth, but his palms moved slightly impatiently.

Lin Qingxu swallowed, and his blood rushed to his forehead for a while.

Su Yan was just... flirting with her?

Time flies fast, and soon after lunch, the Su family's carriage came to the outside of the courtyard.

Lin Qingxu climbed into the car, lifted the car curtain and waved to Fang Xiu: "Auntie, don't send us off, go back quickly."

Fang Xiu's standing position remained unchanged, and he also waved at them: "Aniang understands, you should go back early, Axu remember not to think nonsense."

Lin Qingxu's face burned, other people didn't know Fang Xiu's original intention, she could understand clearly, she saw Su Yan's eyes turn around, she was afraid of being caught and said again and again: "I know, I know, Auntie, don't send us."

The carriage drove away for a long time. Lin Qingxu looked back, but she could still see Fang Xiu's slender and lonely figure. Even if she couldn't see clearly, she knew that A-Niang had been looking in their direction.

Wouldn't it be nice if we couldn't be separated forever? Lin Qingxu raised his head and glanced at Su Yan, and meditated silently.

The carriage slowly drove out of the entrance of the village, the sound of the wheels turning gradually faded away, the girl hidden in the dark withdrew her gaze, and the models walked out of the alley.

"Oh, it's a girl from the Cui family. Are you going home? Auntie, let's go along, shall we go together?" Li Hehua, who happened to be on the same road, came to talk enthusiastically.

Cui Yuying smiled softly and did not refuse.

Seeing her like this, Li Hehua was so happy that her eyes were about to disappear.

To say that Cui Yuying's appearance is the best in the whole village, her temperament is gentle and elegant, and she doesn't have the vulgarity of a village woman. These days when she moved to the village, I don't know how many fiery teenagers have been fascinated. Coupled with her father's status as a squire, everyone in the village thought secretly that marrying her would be a real treasure.

In the past three months, many people have brought matchmakers to the door, but Father Cui never let go.

Those who were rejected are lost, but let others secretly make plans. As long as things are undecided, don't they still have a chance? Li Hehua's family has two sons, the eldest son is seventeen years old, and the second son is fifteen. They are not married yet. She thought to herself that even if the eldest son fails, the chances of counting the second son are even greater. talk.

"What is Miss Yuying's habit of living in the village? There are many people in the village. If there is anything that Yuying is not used to, tell Auntie?" Li Hehua enthusiastically changed her name.

Cui Yuying bowed her head timidly, her arms holding the basket clenched tightly, and whispered, "Auntie, don't worry, everyone in the village takes good care of me, and Yuying is not used to it."

Cui Yuying's voice was soft and soft, and she looked weak and easy to knead. Li Hehua's eyes glowed green. What she loves most is this kind of daughter-in-law who is easy to discipline and easy to knead. Chong, he kept yelling at his daughter-in-law without a word, and Li Hehua was tired of seeing it.

Then, Li Hehua saw Cui Yuying's eyes more kindly, and said, "If Yuying is free, you can come to Auntie's house to play more. Anyway, it's not far away, and Acui is about the same age as you, so we can chat."

A Cui is Li Hehua's money-losing young daughter. She was disliked at birth. She did all the dirty and tiring work in the house.

Most of the people in the village are raised by their sons as golden pimples, and their daughters and daughters-in-law as donkey messengers.

Cui Yuying's eyes suddenly turned cold as she looked at the road under her feet, but her tone was still weak: "Well, Yuying can save it."

Li Hehua listened to her answer in person, smiled happily, and took the opportunity to piece together a large basket of good words about her two sons.

She spoke with a blushing face and high spirits. She could hardly stop. Seeing Cui Yuying listening silently and earnestly, Li Hehua's heart became more open, and she only felt that it was a sure thing for Cui Yuying to step into her house.

When they arrived at the door of Cui's house, Li Hehua touched the basket she was carrying, and found a piece of pork belly in a paper package that she insisted on stuffing into Cui Yuying's basket.

Seeing that Cui Yuying blushed and refused, Li Hehua turned her face away: "Could it be that Yuying disliked Auntie's things, so she refused to do so?"

Cui Yuying lowered her head, her voice tightened: "Of course not, Yuying just thinks,"

Li Hehua interrupted her: "Since it's not, Yuying can take it with confidence. They are all neighbors. It's not common to send some vegetables and meat? Yuying, don't refuse!"

Cui Yuying blushed and nodded.

Li Hehua looked at her a few more times presumptuously, and the more she looked, the more comfortable she became. After talking to her, she walked to her own courtyard.

Cui Yuying walked into the door with the basket on her back. The moment the door was closed, the soft and cowardly disguise disappeared. She glanced indifferently at the middle-aged man who was sitting on the high chair in the living room, and showed a wicked smile. The middle-aged man immediately trembled. .

Cui Yuying withdrew her gaze expressionlessly. The basket she had just carried was gradually hanging in the air. She looked at it, her red lips without curvature slightly opening: "It's dirty."

As soon as she finished speaking, a flame appeared in the air, but after a few seconds, only a cloud of black ashes remained in the air.

She raised her hand, and the black ash disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Okay, now it's your turn." She opened her lips again, but there was a strange red light in her jet-black eyes.

The middle-aged man was so frightened that he fell from the chair with a loud bang when she stared at her. He landed on his knees and looked at her with fear and pain, but he didn't dare to say something rashly. Character.

Cui Yuying approached slowly, and with the movement of her fingertips, the middle-aged man felt a chill on his chin and was pressed against by an invisible force.

Cui Yuying asked, "How did you do the things I told you?"

"People have been secretly sent to Qianyuan Village to spread the news. It will probably not take long before that matter will progress." The middle-aged man was forced to meet her gaze, his voice trembling with fear, he continued, "Move to As for things in the town, I have already selected a few suitable houses in the past few days, just because of the reason...it will not be so easy to arrange for a while."

Cui Yuying asked him to find a suitable reason to move his family to the town, but whether it is business or management, the preparation period will take some time, and it is impossible to do it right away.

"Trash!" The temperature in Cui Yuying's eyes dropped sharply, and with a "pop", a black palm print appeared on the man's side face.

The man was beaten to the side, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth. Perhaps it was the stimulation of the blood, but he did not tremble as much as before. He covered his face, anger flashed from his eyes, and his voice was sharp: "Cui Yuying, don't forget your identity!"

"My identity?" She sneered with a frown, her palms clenched, and the man who was overturned on the ground was grabbed by his neck and pulled up by a force out of thin air. He slowly left the flat bottom with his feet hanging in the air.

The man's limbs fluttered in the air, trying to grab something, but there was nothing beside him. His face turned purple, his voice rolled in his throat, but he couldn't utter a word.

"Cui Shengyu, do I still need you to tell me who I am?" Cui Yuying asked, killing her eyes, "My relationship with you was completely cut off when you wanted to sell me to that beast for money, what? When you remember that I'm your daughter again, oh, it's too late!"

Cui Yuying threw her arm to the side, and Cui Shengyu slammed **** the table and stool next to her.

Looking at the man who shrank into a ball of pain, Cui Yuying pursed her lips coldly and said viciously: "Don't worry, I know you are afraid of death, so I won't kill you so early! However, if you are really useless, I can't stay. A piece of trash for too long."

Hearing the words, Cui Shengyu endured the pain, his thoughts quickly passed his head, and he crawled out of the cracked wood with difficulty.

Cui Yuying stopped looking at him, wiped the dust off her palms, and returned to her room coldly.

Su Yan... Cui Yuying sat in front of the window, depicting that person's appearance in her mind, and slowly, she showed a grim smile.