The Princess Wei Yang

Zhou Qing is a man who exceeds the Liu family in the depth and distance of the problem, so he is not bad for Li Weichuang, because he follows the principle of leaving a line of business, so every time he comes back, Li Weichuang will have a few good days.

The firewood in the stove was extinguished. Li Weichuang opened his eyes with a pair of water vapors. After thinking for half a day, he finally swallowed up. Just wanted to lift a sour arm. Then suddenly a voice came out of the door: "Dead girl, you're lazy again, pack the kitchen! I'll come back later to see if you're lazy! ”

Li Weiyang glanced slowly at the angry little girl who stood at the door with her waist forked and her eyebrows crossed. The little girl was only a year older than herself, but she was half a head taller than her feet. It was not to mention that she had a beautiful appearance, and her face was slightly sour and mean, which diluted her original beauty.

Zhou Xiulan stared jealously at Li Weizhong Qingxiu's face. He snorted in his heart and walked out. As he turned to her, he said: "Remember to clean the pan brush, there is no water on the ground! Clean the stove, too! ”

Li Weichuang stood in the small kitchen, looking at each other's back, suddenly laughed. It took her half an hour to brush all the pots and bend over and start wiping the floor.

At this time, Zhou Lanxiu suddenly penetrated through the window and said: “Can you wipe it clean like this? You should kneel and wipe it on the ground! I don't understand! By the way, there's no more water in the tank. Pick another load later! Did you hear that? ”

Li Weichuang reached out and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and chin, so he continued his work.

As the daughter of a farmer, Zhou Lanxiu also had to work, but she always tried to do everything to push everything to Li Weijung, and then she would turn all of that into her own credit, and tell others outside that she worked too hard to take care of a Miss Qianjin who wouldn't do anything. Besides, when Li Weijiang was able to go to dinner every day, there were only two chilled buns left, and there was only a little residual soup left in the soup pan. Li Weiyang used to cry while doing it, but now she doesn't care about it at all. No matter how hard she works, she can endure it.

That evening, Zhou Qing did not stay for dinner at home, and was invited by the village chief to entertain him. Managers like him, in Pingcheng, Li family did not know how many, but in such a village, he was a great figure.

Li Weijiang knew that Zhou Qing had a good wine and would never come back until midnight, which gave her a good chance. When the night was quiet, Li Weichuang calculated the time and quietly tightened a piece of red silk left behind during the morning laundry. He got up quietly, opened the door, walked to the fence, tied the red silk to the fence, then looked for half a day, smiled, and quickly turned back to the house.

In the middle of the night, suddenly, she heard the back door roar, Li Weichuang's ears listened, and she heard the roaring sound. She turned her back and did nothing.

At this time, Zhou Qing came back drunk, but saw a tall man in his house, his heart sinking, suddenly sober, touched a firewood knife from outside, banging open the door.

The sound shook the whole yard. But Li Weichuang closed his eyes and listened quietly to the movement outside. He suddenly heard a slap in his ear, like who had been slapped again and then listened to Zhou Qing curse: “You bitch, you brought a wild man back while I was away! Okay, shameless! What, you don't know? I clearly saw a figure coming out of your room. You're ashamed to say you don't know. I'm afraid I'll be cut in the future, and you say you don't know.” He slapped again. The person who was scolded was clearly Liu.

Without waiting for Liu's argument, Zhou Qing shouted: “You don't kneel down yet, I want you to tell me who the wild man is! If you don't say it, you're dead tonight.” I heard Liu's crying and mourning again: “I am unjust! How could I do such a humiliating thing! ”

In the house, Zhou Qingweig spit on Liu's face and said: “Unrighteous?! Which one of you will wronge you! Which one of you has a grudge against you?” Then he had no head and no face to fight again.

How could Liu Zheng stop and grab Zhou Qing's sleeve and start pushing it up?

Zhou Qing scolded, getting angrier and angrier. He grabbed Liu's hair, dragged her to the ground, kicked and beat her. scolding: “You disgraced Zhou's face! ”

The Liu family had someone outside, but she never came here without wearing red silk behind the fence while her husband's son was away. Today she didn't. How could that person have come! She's sneaking someone out the back door, and this husband's back! At this time, just as the arrows saved her heart, she couldn't turn her breath. She saw Zhou Qing hit so hard, she simply ran out. Zhou Qing scolded: "You bitch, come back here! ”

I only caught Liu's hair in the yard. I heard Liu's wailing and fell to the ground. Zhou Qingzheng was going to fight again. Zhou Jiangchung came out. "Daddy, Daddy, don't make a scene, don't make a scene. How can Mother do such a thing? Go back to the house and talk about it! ”

As soon as Liu Shi understood what his son meant, he immediately cried out loudly and made things happen with all his heart. Zhou Qingxuan said: “You drank wine outside, and when you saw it wrong, you came to blame for nothing! ”

Zhou Qing coldly laughed: “Humiliate you?! I drank half a pound of alcohol today, and I couldn't tell the difference between a man and a woman! I can't believe you're old enough to do this. I've been out there for the first few years, and I don't know how many times you've been here, but you're still pretending to be serious! ”

“Well, if you don't believe me, I'll show you! Dead is what your Zhou family forced to die!” The Liu family is a slut, jumping up early and banging her head against the wall. Zhou Qing-eye quickly grabbed her hands and scolded: “Who are you scared to death?” Throw her again and again, stomping her on the ground, wanting to get more air, he pulled a latch back and hit her hard more than a dozen times.

Liu's mourning came through like a pig's slaughter. Li Weijiang turned around again and slightly raised his mouth corner. It's called self-inflicted sin, not living.

The neighbors next door heard the noise. They opened the door and walked out. Of course, Mars and Zhou Lanxiu in the room heard it. But Mars was the daughter-in-law. Where dare she come out to see the grandmother's joke? Zhou Lanxiu had the heart to come out and save her mother. But when she saw her father's evil spirit through the window, she dared not move at all.

Zhou Jiang watched the movement around him and hurried to stop Zhou Qing's high voice: “Dad, you've drunk too much, don't make a scene in the middle of the night, wake up the neighbors!” He snatched the door up front and pushed Zhou Qing aside. He whispered: “Dad, if you have something to say, go back to the house and do it. It's not like the neighbors saw it! ”

Zhou Qing stared severely at Liu's wife. She had already beaten her out of the air with less intake. She was still not relieved. She kicked Zhou Jiang again: “I'm not home, you can't even look at the door, it's embarrassing, why don't you get her inside! ”

Zhou Jiang held his breath, went up to help the Liu family, who had been beaten to death. After all, the Liu family was a slut, who could not climb up. She scolded her mouth and said that she had wronged herself. She kept crying. A moment later, Zhou Qing shouted, "Shut up! What a mourning in the middle of the night! ”

And then the world was quiet--

Li Weirong couldn't help but laugh.