My Husband Is the Villain

The red glow dissipated, the twilight gradually sank, and Lin Qingxu opened his sleepy eyes in a low voice and knocking on the door.

The moment she opened her eyes, she was in a trance for a moment.

She turned around subconsciously, pointed her fingertips to the position beside her, and opened her mouth with a name in her throat.

The start is an empty bedside, and there is no one around.

A basin of cold water was poured over his head, Lin Qingxu looked at the empty room, took a deep breath, and woke up inch by inch.

The tentative sound of knocking at the door continued. It was Li Cuihua: "Qingqing, are you awake? Dinner is ready... Do you want to eat now or keep it for you?"

"If you wait and eat before you wake up, Mom will leave it in the pot for you..." Li Cuihua looked at the closed door, rubbed her sore wrist, and cursed in her heart, 'This little **** has fallen asleep. Come on', suddenly the bear's body shook, and he heard a fluttering voice inside.

"No, I'll come later." Lin Qingxu sat up holding the quilt, and Mu Mu stared in the direction of the door.

This is not the Su family, there is no Fangyin, and there is no Ayan.

And she is now Mu Qingqing.

Li Cuihua's voice choked out again from outside the door: "Okay, alright, your Aunt Li's house delivered a chicken tonight, and Uncle Wu delivered two fish. I made them all for you. Since you wake up, do it as soon as possible. Come out, don't let the food get cold."

Lin Qingxu didn't respond after a word, and was too lazy to listen to the voices of her Xu and Wei Snake.

Whether the Mu family's attitude towards her is sincere, Lin Qingxu has a heart and can feel it.

Even if they flattered warmly, they just thought that she had spiritual roots and wanted to climb branches in the future.

Lin Qingxu would not be moved, let alone uneasy. She pinched her palm, thinking to herself that all of this was what she should have asked for Mu Qingqing.

...

Slowly applying the ointment again, Lin Qingxu carefully checked the healing status of the wound on his body.

The wound medicine Li Cuihua brought worked well, and within half a day, the wound that had been split before had re-scabbed. The wound of the newly grown flesh is a little itchy, but it is not strong now, and it can be ignored if you don't pay attention.

Lin Qingxu tidied up his clothes and let out a sigh of relief, thinking about what he had been through in the past few days.

She tidied up and opened the door, and the moment she opened the door, she was startled by the scene in the courtyard.

The yard was scattered and piled up everywhere.

Brand-new wooden stools and wooden tables, extra farm tools, live chickens and ducks running wildly in the unfamiliar chicken pen, and even a big brown cow mooing in the yard.

The big brown cow stood alone in the newly built cowshed in the corner of the courtyard grazing the grass, chewing with its big mouth turned over and over again, and snorted from time to time, causing the yellow dog guarding the gate to bark.

Lin Qingxu's hand froze as he held the door, giving the illusion of traveling through time and space.

In this gap, the big yellow dog finally saw her, gave up barking, clipped its upright tail, and hid in the kennel.

The big brown ox was not afraid at all from the very beginning, but now the noisy little guy is no longer making trouble. It flicks its tail and still eats happily.

Lin Qingxu walked out of the door in a daze, but couldn't recover for a long time.

It's only been one afternoon, why did so many things suddenly appear in the yard?

Thinking of what Li Cuihua said before...

Send chickens and ducks, fish and cattle, and furniture and farm tools. Is it possible that it is all because of her?

"Qingqing is out, come over for dinner?"

Lin Qingxu didn't have time to think deeply and was distracted by Mu Dahai's voice.

The tall and strong Mu Dahai stood up and waved his hand to call her into the room. Lin Qingxu could clearly see that there was a lot of flattery in his eyes that he had not seen before.

"Are these sent by the villagers?" She walked over slowly and asked, pointing to the pile in the yard.

"Yeah, there are still a lot of things in the kitchen." Li Cuihua came in with the dishes and hurried to answer, "What else do you want to eat, tell your mother, I'll make it for you tomorrow?"

Mu Dahai was robbed, and glared at Li Cuihua fiercely, but he immediately replaced Lin Qingxu with a compliment: "What do you do, Qingqing will take you to town tomorrow, what do you want to eat and what do you want? Say, let's buy them all."

Lin Qingxu silently looked at his cheap dad, who supported the big money, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

Li Cuihua's mouth is cruel, but the food is not bad.

Lin Qingxu leisurely ate two large bowls, propped Mu Qingqing's belly round, put the tableware and chopsticks, and pushed the stool off the table.

"Qingqing is full? But you want to go back to the house?" Mu Dahai said earnestly, "How about I ask your mother to wash you a plate of fruit and send it to you?"

In fact, Lin Qingxu couldn't eat it anymore, but he still deliberately tossed them: "Don't wait for a while, I want to eat fruit now. Besides, is there anything else, do you have any pastry snacks?"

Fortunately, the fruit was delivered by the villagers in the afternoon, but there were no pastries and snacks.

Mu Hai embarrassed his face, and whispered to her to discuss: "Why don't you let your mother wash some fruit for you first, and dad will take you to the town tomorrow for other things, how about buying you what you want to eat?"

Lin Qingxu immediately showed dissatisfaction, and looked at Mu Dahai and Li Cuihua sweating, and said impatiently, "Okay."

The two finally breathed a sigh of relief, Li Cuihua hurriedly went to wash the fruit for her, and just turned around, Lin Qingxu's next sarcastic words pressed her head down.

"Also, I repeat, my mother is dead, don't think that any cat or dog can be my mother."

Li Cuihua was so angry that she almost fell down.

She pinched her palm, her whole body trembling with anger.

"Yes, yes, Qingqing is right." Mu Dahai said, throwing his eye knife at Li Cuihua, "Li Cuihua, why are you still standing here, go and wash the fruit for Lao Tzu!"

Li Cuihua was full of anger and had nowhere to turn. She couldn't handle Mu Dahai, and Mu Qingqing, a little bastard, was not easy to offend now. Even her own son, Mu Lei, was afraid to probe after listening to his father's words.

Li Cuihua clenched her teeth and could only knock down her teeth and swallow her blood.

Seeing Li Cuihua go out, Lin Qingxu twitched the corners of his mouth and sat down again.

The last rays of the setting sun disappeared in the corner of the sky, and everything in the eyes became faint.

Since Lin Qingxu sat down, Mu Dahai has been chatting in her ear.

Lin Qingxu listened like a joke, and was indifferent to the various flattering words in his mouth.

Mu Haiding was not annoyed at all, on the contrary, the more he spoke, the more complacent he became, and some words made up out of thin air came out one after another. Just when Lin Qingxu heard that he was upset, Li Cuihua, who was in ink, finally returned.

"Qingqing, I deliberately washed the fruit twice and it was very clean."

At this moment, Li Cuihua has put on the skin that she pleases again.

Lin Qingxu listened and admired her face-changing skills, so she didn't say thank you, and looked at the fruit in the basin.

There are not many ripe fruits in this season, and there is no convenient transportation in the 21st century. There are only three kinds of plums, strawberries and watermelons, but they are fresh and pollution-free, and they look very appetizing.

Lin Qingxu held the fruit bowl in a good mood and gave them a rare smile.

Li Cuihua and Mu Dahai were flattered and secretly delighted that the little girl Mu Qingqing finally felt relieved, but her next sentence lifted their hearts again.

"Oh, my house is small and dark. It's very uncomfortable for me to live in. Forget it tonight. I won't be back tomorrow night." Lin Qingxu squeezed a strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth. It was really fragrant and sweet. Said, "Anyway, I'm alone, I can spend the night at any aunt's house, and they will definitely take me in."

Lin Qingxu's words were of course tossing them.

Seeing her finish speaking, Mu Dahai pressed down his darkened face and smiled to remedy: "Qingqing is your home, why don't you come back? Your brother Xiaobao's house is big, I'll be with your mother right away, uh , Li Cuihua brought your things here, how about that house you live in?"

As soon as Mu Dahai's words came out, not only did Li Cuihua's face look ugly, but the little fat man who had been suffocated for a long time finally couldn't help but stuck out his fat head to protest: "Dad, that's my room!"

Mu Dahai's face was sullen, and he slapped his son's head with a heavy slap, and the little fat man's tears burst out instantly: "What is your room, it's your sister's room now."

Seeing Mu Lei's pursed mouth, Mu Dahai slapped him again impatiently: "Don't yell at Lao Tzu, if you don't want to stay, get out..."

Mu Dahai suppressed the fire today, and finally found the exit, and the volcanic eruption hit the little fat man on the head and face.

This was the first time the little fat man Mu Lei had been beaten like this by his father. He was full of grievances and couldn't hold back.

Lin Qingxu's brows twitched, and after all, he couldn't see the double emphasis on the father beating the son and the son's death.

"You are making trouble, I'll go back first."

She let out a leisurely sentence, too lazy to look at the troubled family again, and walked back with the fruit bowl.

Mu Dahai looked at her back, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but was disturbed by Mu Lei's loud cries.

His face turned sideways, he pulled out the hemp rope that tied the waistband of his trousers, and slammed at Mu Lei amid Li Cuihua's cries and scolding.

...

There was a mess in the main room, Lin Qingxu closed the door tightly, and sighed heavily when he saw the thick darkness in the room.

Violence and domestic violence are one of the practices that she strongly disagrees with, but when the victim is the fat little Mu Lei, she cannot sympathetically discourage her.

People are always selfish and have a dark side. Mu Lei's insults to her have blackened his image in her consciousness. Even if he was just a child who had not grown up and had incomplete cognition, Lin Qingxu could not easily sympathize with him.

She frowned tiredly, put the fruit bowl on the wardrobe where she could put things, paid attention to the injuries on her body, and curled up on the bed insecure.

The moonlight coming in from the small window was weak, and Lin Qingxu forgot to ask the Mu family and his wife for candlelight, and now he is too lazy to ask for it.

The cries outside the door slowly subsided, as if there was a unified answer, but there were only occasional rebuttals, and she couldn't really hear it through the distance.

Lin Qingxu's consciousness flashed back and he began to think about what happened today.

From borrowing the corpse to bring back the soul, to learning that he came to a top-quality family, to later detecting the double spiritual roots of the earth and wood, and now being courted by the Mu family.

The process was bumpy, but it turned out to be on the right track as she wanted.

But even so, Lin Qingxu gradually discovered something was wrong.

The Mu family and the villagers are so ardent towards her, as if she really has an excellent dual-spiritual physique?

Lin Qingxu had stayed in Hehua Village, and he had also seen the villagers' reactions when they found out that his younger sister Qingwan was qualified. There was almost no difference between the two.

She had a vague feeling that in the 100 years she was away, changes that she did not expect might happen.

The author has something to say: 嘤~ I feel that there are a lot of things to explain, but the plot can't be dragged... I look forward to seeing the hero and heroine and wait.

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