Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

A trace of anger appeared on Fei Yun's face: "This brat, why is he so irresponsible? He's already married, yet he dares to run away."

Next to him, Song Jinrong couldn't help but speak for Huang Shulang: "You can't blame Lang'er, he didn't know about this at first, but when he suddenly heard that he was married and was about to have a bridal chamber, it is understandable for him to run away temporarily!"

"Hey, I said this boy, it's really strange. When people heard that they married a wife, they checked the bridal chamber, and they wanted to go to the bridal chamber as soon as possible. As a result, this kid... ah... daughter-in-law, why are you twisting my ears..."

"Huh, what do you mean by longing? Lang'er means being clean and self-sufficient. You don't want wives and concubines to be in groups, you just want to be happy with each other. Tell me honestly, did you marry someone else instead of me? Did you think the same way? Let's talk about the bridal chamber, and take advantage of it first, right?" Song Jinrong yelled furiously when she heard her husband's words.

"Daughter-in-law, please forgive me. I didn't think so. In this world, I despise anyone except you. Really, besides, the two of us are comparable to Lang'er. We are childhood sweethearts. I only have you in my heart, otherwise I wouldn't even bother to look at it." ...!"

Huang Feiyun felt very wronged, he was just telling the truth, he married a daughter-in-law, and she got married back, so you have to treat her well, why do you have to pay so much, this woman just can't reason, but He knew that reasoning with his wife at this time would be no different from committing suicide, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble at night, wash up and sleep!" Feng Tianjiao rubbed the center of her brows, and said helplessly, but she was extremely envious of the interaction between the two in her heart. Now, she wants to There is no chance to fight with my husband.

Looking up at the night sky, Feng Tianjiao felt extremely lonely in her heart, a young widow, who can understand her loneliness?

Song Jinrong saw that her sister-in-law's expression was not right, so she quickly opened her husband's ears: "Hmph, I'll spare you for now!"

Turning her head, she looked at Feng Tianjiao and said, "However, sister-in-law, what's wrong with you, why is your nose bleeding? Could it be Lang'er who beat you?"

Feng Tianjiao was shocked, her face turned red, she quickly wiped her nose, and she saw scarlet blood on her hands, she said slightly embarrassed: "Hey, it's okay, the sky is dry and things are dry, I'm a little angry, I'll go back Just drink some cold water!"

"That's good... sister-in-law's body is the most important thing. What about... Lang'er? How is he doing with the new wife?" Song Jinrong, after getting in touch with his sister-in-law, thought of his little nephew again.

"They're all fine now, they're already asleep, you guys should go to bed early too!"

Feng Tianjiao waved her hand, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and walked into her room. Behind her, Song Jinrong looked at her lonely back, with some tears in her eyes: "Feiyun, the more I look at my sister-in-law recently, the more I feel lonely. It felt like it came out of her bones."

Feiyun glanced at his wife and sighed: "Yes, it's not easy for a sister-in-law these years! Let's go, let's go back to the house!"

After Feiyun finished speaking, Song Jinrong nodded, and the two walked to their room hand in hand.

Feng Tianjiao returned to her room lonely, walked to the dressing table, and reached out from the jewelry box to take out a wooden hairpin carved with a phoenix.

This hairpin was carved by Lang'er's father himself. She vaguely remembered that when their child Lang'er was born that year, he inserted the hairpin into her hair.

It has been more than 20 years now, but Feihong's figure has never faded in her heart, and the reaction has become clearer and clearer. His figure is still tall and straight, and his handsome face is always cold. Only then did his tenderness show.A trace of anger appeared on Fei Yun's face: "This brat, why is he so irresponsible? He's already married, yet he dares to run away."

Next to him, Song Jinrong couldn't help but speak for Huang Shulang: "You can't blame Lang'er, he didn't know about this at first, but when he suddenly heard that he was married and was about to have a bridal chamber, it is understandable for him to run away temporarily!"

"Hey, I said this boy, it's really strange. When people heard that they married a wife, they checked the bridal chamber, and they wanted to go to the bridal chamber as soon as possible. As a result, this kid... ah... daughter-in-law, why are you twisting my ears..."

"Huh, what do you mean by longing? Lang'er means being clean and self-sufficient. You don't want wives and concubines to be in groups, you just want to be happy with each other. Tell me honestly, did you marry someone else instead of me? Did you think the same way? Let's talk about the bridal chamber, and take advantage of it first, right?" Song Jinrong yelled furiously when she heard her husband's words.

"Daughter-in-law, please forgive me. I didn't think so. In this world, I despise anyone except you. Really, besides, the two of us are comparable to Lang'er. We are childhood sweethearts. I only have you in my heart, otherwise I wouldn't even bother to look at it." ...!"

Huang Feiyun felt very wronged, he was just telling the truth, he married a daughter-in-law, and she got married back, so you have to treat her well, why do you have to pay so much, this woman just can't reason, but He knew that reasoning with his wife at this time would be no different from committing suicide, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble at night, wash up and sleep!" Feng Tianjiao rubbed the center of her brows, and said helplessly, but she was extremely envious of the interaction between the two in her heart. Now, she wants to There is no chance to fight with my husband.

Looking up at the night sky, Feng Tianjiao felt extremely lonely in her heart, a young widow, who can understand her loneliness?

Song Jinrong saw that her sister-in-law's expression was not right, so she quickly opened her husband's ears: "Hmph, I'll spare you for now!"

Turning her head, she looked at Feng Tianjiao and said, "However, sister-in-law, what's wrong with you, why is your nose bleeding? Could it be Lang'er who beat you?"

Feng Tianjiao was shocked, her face turned red, she quickly wiped her nose, and she saw scarlet blood on her hands, she said slightly embarrassed: "Hey, it's okay, the sky is dry and things are dry, I'm a little angry, I'll go back Just drink some cold water!"

"That's good... sister-in-law's body is the most important thing. What about... Lang'er? How is he doing with the new wife?" Song Jinrong, after getting in touch with his sister-in-law, thought of his little nephew again.

"They're all fine now, they're already asleep, you guys should go to bed early too!"

Feng Tianjiao waved her hand, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and walked into her room. Behind her, Song Jinrong looked at her lonely back, with some tears in her eyes: "Feiyun, the more I look at my sister-in-law recently, the more I feel lonely. It felt like it came out of her bones."

Feiyun glanced at his wife and sighed: "Yes, it's not easy for a sister-in-law these years! Let's go, let's go back to the house!"

After Feiyun finished speaking, Song Jinrong nodded, and the two walked to their room hand in hand.

Feng Tianjiao returned to her room lonely, walked to the dressing table, and reached out from the jewelry box to take out a wooden hairpin carved with a phoenix.

This hairpin was carved by Lang'er's father himself. She vaguely remembered that when their child Lang'er was born that year, he inserted the hairpin into her hair.

It has been more than 20 years now, but Feihong's figure has never faded in her heart, and the reaction has become clearer and clearer. His figure is still tall and straight, and his handsome face is always cold. Only then did his tenderness show.