My Husband Is the Villain

When Nian was in disagreement, Lin Qingxu clearly refused when Yu mentioned that she would continue to help her look after the yard the next day.

"Ah Xu, is this disgusting mother?" Yu's footsteps on the threshold of Su Mansion paused, she deliberately wrinkled her face, and her eyes were full of resentment.

Lin Qingxu restrained the irregular movements of the corners of her mouth, squeezed out a barely normal smile, took her arm, and led the person in smoothly: "How can I, mother, I'm not running around all day. Are you afraid that you will be tired from following me? If you are really tired, Dad and Ayan will talk about me! I can't bear it."

Yu has lived for decades, and she can't guess what is going on in her head.

It's just that there are some things she's involved in, and it's okay to mention a little.

"Axu can talk." Yu stabbed her with a smile, without the slightest anger in her voice, and continued to walk towards the main courtyard, "But, don't forget what my mother told you before, choose a house according to that standard. "

"In the evening, I will tell your father how much money you want, and Axu just mentions it. If you are thin-skinned, or I will tell your father tonight and ask the accountant to pay you five hundred taels of silver first, and you will be the one who has more money. How about making up for your pocket money if you lose it?" Yu shi said richly.

Lin Qingxu shrank his neck, having the illusion that his head was crushed by Jinshan.

"...No need for my mother, the house has not been settled yet, and I feel uneasy with the money." So don't make things difficult for her, this poor man.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Mrs. Yu finally stopped acting as a demon: "That's ok, you can talk to A Yan when the house is settled. The money will go from his first, and your father will make it up later."

Lin Qingxu nodded stiffly.

Think about it, let’s blurt out the eyes first and then talk about it.

Lin Qingxu returned to the room full of thoughts, and screened the others away. First, he took out the small box that he had hidden, and carefully counted the savings in it.

When Lin Qingxu married into the Su family, Fang Xiu prepared a lot of silver for her for her daily expenses and rewards. But in reality, these days after she got married, she didn't spend a tael of silver at all. If Su Yan was there to buy something and Su Yan paid, even if he was not present, Fang Yin would pay for her directly.

After all, these days, her small money box is getting more and more full.

She poured the silver from several small purses together and ordered it.

The money Fang Xiu gave her at first, plus the more than 30 taels she won by playing the leaf cards twice, plus the big red envelopes given by Master Su and Mrs. Yu when they were serving tea the next day of the marriage, added up to a total of 200 yuan. Sixty two.

Lin Qingxu counted the silver twice, separated the silver note and the silver, and put it back into the money box, feeling very satisfied.

Of course, she wanted to buy the yard money for A-Niang from herself.

Although in the final analysis, 232 of them came from the Su family, but getting it out of her small savings and directly showing her hands to Su Yan and the Yu family are two different things.

Fang Xiu was her aunt. Although Lin Qingxu married Su Yan, she always relied on the principles of the Su family.

Two hundred and sixty taels of silver was enough for her to pick a house with a large courtyard and a spacious house in the town. As for the pavilions and pavilions mentioned by Mr. Yu, Lin Qingxu thought about it and thought that if Fang Xiu lived in such a house, he would definitely will not fit.

After making up her mind, she let out a long sigh of relief, put the box in the closet again, and then ran to the bookshelf, took out a book of words, sat on the soft slump, turned to the place where she saw it last time, and continued reading .

There was a small bookshelf in the bedroom. Originally, there weren't many books on it. They were just a few books that Su Yan brought from the study that he often read. But now, the small bookshelf is almost filled with thin talk books and various travel journals. stuffed.

And these travel notes were all bought by Lin Qingxu in batches from Qilu Bookstore.

If you ask the people in the town where is Qilu Bookstore, most of them will shake their heads without thinking, saying that they have never heard of it.

It has a low sense of presence and is simply scary.

It was all by chance that Lin Qingxu could think of Qilu Bookstore.

On the third day, she went to see the yard alone, and happened to pass by a dark and dark alley. She glanced at the long alley, and suddenly appeared in her mind a few days ago on the street, and the nosebleed from Zhang Quan's beating, the Bai Zhanji scholar. .

She clearly remembered that when they parted, Bai Zhanji scholar Lu Qishen said that he was in the Qilu Bookstore on the corner of the alley.

Lin Qingxu took advantage of his interest and went in along the alley.

The alley is not wide, and the distance is only enough for three people to walk side by side. Not only are there sparse small shops, but also several narrow houses are crowded. There is a large area of ​​shady here, and the light can only shine when the sun is at its strongest at noon. It is obviously summer, and there is always a wad of moisture in the air, which disperses the heat of the hot summer.

The name of Qilu Bookstore is tall, but it is actually an open house with only three small houses side by side.

If it weren't for the wooden plaque with the four characters "Qilu Bookstore" hanging on the door, Lin Qingxu would have thought that he had found the wrong place.

When Lin Qingxu entered, he saw a pile of books, and Bai Zhanji scholar was writing hard!

She still remembers the strong contrast that Bai Zhanji Scholar left her last time, but now seeing him with his face obsessed with his handwriting and obsessed with books, the image of the pitiful actor who screamed in the government office seems to be slowly slowing down. weaken.

However, as soon as Scholar Bai Zhanji raised his head, Lin Qingxu, whose eyes were full of light, suddenly threw the thought aside.

"It's Mrs. Su! Are you here to buy books? Just read as you like. If you buy more, I can even give you a discount!"

While Lu Qishen was promoting the book, he hung the brush in his hand on the mountain of pen, blew the wet ink on the paper, clapped his hands and stood up.

It is obviously a good shopping guide posture.

Lin Qingxu was stared at by his fiery and hopeful eyes, so he could only look around.

In this era, papermaking and printing have been invented long ago, and except for isolated and limited edition books, other books are not expensive. The first room of the Qilu Bookstore is mostly filled with ordinary historical records and miscellaneous books. The writing is very new, and the pages are not wet, obviously well preserved.

Lin Qingxu was not interested in eloquent ancient prose at all, and hurriedly swept over to the second connected room.

However, when she passed by, she happened to glance at the desk where the scholar Bai Zhanji was busy writing.

Looking at it, she was dumbfounded.

"What did you write?"

She stared at a yellowed sheet of paper pressed down on the table, messy in the wind.

That unruly wild grass is clearly in the form of a cover, which reads "The love and hatred that the lady and the guards have to talk about"!

Very good, the name of the article is cute and explosive, the only drawback is that the name is a bit long... As soon as Lin Qingxu thought of this, he wanted to pat his head and wake himself up.

When she looked at Scholar Bai Zhanji again, she felt enlightened.

No wonder she thinks he is a playboy, and a person who grew up writing YY articles, how could he not be possessed by a playboy!

However... She looked at Bai Zhanji scholar's shabby dress, and remembered his tragic remarks that he couldn't even eat meat buns last time.

It seems that he is still far from the great **** on the way of writing novels.

After that, Lin Qingxu selflessly made some suggestions to the scholar Bai Zhanji by using his identity as an old-timer who had read all kinds of romance texts at home and abroad.

For example, there are some models where the protagonists can have fun, look for innovation in the subject matter, go out more and look for gossip routines, don't be bored in the house and run outside to find some big sales, and so on and so on.

Scholar Bai Zhanji held a writing brush and tried to write down Lin Qingxu's suggestions one by one. It was like meeting a good teacher.

When Lin Qingxu left, Scholar Bai Zhanji's blood-washed brain did not cool down in the slightest. Like a primary school student seeking knowledge, he reluctantly put his eyes on her.

Lin Qingxu waved at him, took a pile of words he bought back at half price, and swaggered away.

Of course it was selfish for her to tell Bai Zhanji scholar of such meaningful "rich experience"!

She also wanted to let the scholar Bai Zhanji use her creative skills to create the most adorable and obsessed CP groups in her mind!

It won't be long before she can live a life of continuing to lick novels.

…

Withdrawing his thoughts, Lin Qingxu continued to indulge in the small talk book.

In this era, the popularity of diversity is not deep enough, but people's thinking is not so conservative.

In the storybook, it is more common that the protagonists are the good girl and the bully young master, the proud princess and the indifferent guard, and if you talk more seriously, it can be related to the murderous bandit and the charming little girl, or the scholar and the bad young woman, and even some bad things. The love-hate relationship between the Shaoxian and the devil...

The plot of the story is mixed with blood. Although the content is repeated a lot, occasionally a little new ideas can be found.

Lin Qingxu's blood boiled when he saw it, a pillow was stuffed into his arms and he forgot to eat. He didn't eat dinner at all, and he didn't even feel the gas candles in the room.

When Su Yan returned in the dark, Lin Qingxu was digging his head into the book, and he was fascinated by it.

"Qing'er hasn't eaten yet?"

There was a sudden weight on his head, and Su Yan had already rubbed Lin Qingxu's hair.

When Lin Qingxu heard his voice, he finally got some relief.

She was not willing to put aside the wonderful novel she was reading, and hurriedly glanced at the dark night outside, and said vaguely, "Why did you come back so late today?"

"There is a delay in the jade shop." After Su Yan explained, he took the words from her hand and gently took her hand, "I have the kitchen prepare dinner, let's go outside."

Lin Qingxu supported Su Yan's men's soft shoes, and before leaving, he reluctantly glanced at the "abandoned" words, and was nostalgic.

Su Yan laughed at her: "Words can't be eaten as food."

Lin Qingxu pursed his mouth.

Of course she knows...

The dishes for dinner were simple and delicious. Lin Qingxu was obsessed with reading words before, and he was hungry early, so he ate a lot when he saw the food.

Su Yan was slow, eating elegantly like a landscape painting.

When Lin Qingxu quickly filled his stomach, he actually put down chopsticks.

Lin Qingxu was surprised: "? A Yan, why do you eat so little?"

"I used some refreshments in the jade shop, and I'm not too hungry." Su Yan smiled warmly.

Lin Qingxu snorted and didn't think much about it.

With him by her side, she lost the mood to continue reading the book for the time being. The two returned to the room, and Lin Qingxu told him what happened during the day.

Hearing what she said about Yu's advice to buy a house, Su Yan smiled: "A-Niang's temperament is like that, Qing'er doesn't have to follow A-Niang's request, she just chooses according to her own thoughts."

He didn't think there was something wrong with Yu's proposal, but from a different angle.

Yu treated Lin Qingxu as a family, so he didn't care about money and wanted the best arrangement for Fang Xiu.

It's just that everyone will be negligent in their own position. What mother-in-law Fang Xiu wants is more peaceful and calm.

Lin Qingxu nodded vigorously in agreement. After talking about the house inspection, he also mentioned the matter of playing leaf cards in the Li Mansion in the afternoon.

"Ayan, when I came back, my mother mentioned to me the girl Suyin of the Jiang family several times." Lin Qingxu's head popped out of Su Yan's chest, his eyes were bright.

Su Yan didn't hear the deep meaning in her words.

He turned his eyes in surprise, and saw that she had quietly probed into his ear.

The hot air sprayed on his auricle, making him tense all over, and his breathing increased inch by inch.

"I suspect that Mother intends to match A Rong and Miss Suyin!" Lin Qingxu leaned beside his ear and said extremely gossip.

Su Rong is seventeen this year and Jiang Suyin is fourteen years old. She looked at Yu and Jiang Suyin, she was looking at the kind and tender eyes of her future daughter-in-law.

Coupled with the fact that on the way back, Mrs. Yu took the initiative to ask her about Jiang Suyin's opinion, the purpose was so obvious!

Lin Qingxu didn't wait for Su Yan's answer. When he accepted his answer, he was just about to say a few more words with joy, but his lower back suddenly tightened.

She let out a soft cry, and her body was pushed back by his waist.

The hot kiss engulfed the remaining voice in her mouth, Su Yanhuai hugged her body, the strength of her arms increased uncontrollably, and the kiss was even more violent and urgent.

Lin Qingxu breathed rapidly in his kiss, and his reason gradually fell.

Although the remaining consciousness told her that there was something wrong with Su Yan today, her mind seemed to be tied, and she didn't have any more time to think, and desire/desire had already dragged the two into the abyss.

The author has something to say: Well, the male main is sick.