The three married husbands are super favorite

Chapter 7
Kong Zhishu couldn't do this kind of thing, "Bring her in and let her go when she wakes up."

"Bring it in? We have a large family and it's crowded enough. How can there be any room for a beggar to live in? Even though the field has had a bumper harvest this year, we can't afford to support such a big person!" Kong Zhiheng raised his voice violently. It was a few degrees higher, barking like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"It's not like letting her live all the time, or let her go when she wakes up, or else, let her sleep in my room." Kong Zhishu shook off Kong Zhiheng and walked towards the fainted man holding his hand , Looking at the woman on the ground, although she is a married aunt, there is a difference between men and women.

"Auntie, I wrote this letter because I saw you passed out and couldn't bear to see you die like this, that's why I took the offense to save you and bring you into my house, and I hope you won't blame me when you wake up. "Kong Zhishu muttered a few words, then bent down and lifted him up from the ground.

But he just picked it up. He wanted to carry him back and forth to his house, but this person was very heavy. He was a frail scholar, so he couldn't carry him at all. In the end, he dragged the person away.

Kong Zhishu thought to himself at the time, how could there be such a fat beggar in this world?

"Third brother, this is what you want to save yourself. When your parents scold you, you have to bear it yourself. Don't say that I, the big brother, didn't stop you from doing stupid things!" Kong Zhiheng chased after him a little angrily, cursing After a few words, he escaped directly.

Kong Zhishu didn't answer, dragged the man into his room, and after laying the man flat and covering him with a quilt, he noticed that the man in a coma was not as old as he thought, and looked about [-] years old Bar.

However, after taking a closer look, Kong Zhishu couldn't help shaking his body. This eldest sister is not only rich, but also very tall. How can I describe it?It looks very easy to remember.

At this moment, if Su Wanniang, who has passed out of a coma, knows that Kong Zhishu, a 25-year-old man, calls her aunt and eldest sister, she must pull out Kong Zhishu's skin.Although she looks old, ugly and fat so exaggerated, but it can't hide the fact that she is only 22 years old!

A woman is 22 years old, is that the age when flowers bloom?

"Third brother, what are you going to do in the kitchen?" Kong Zhiheng became nervous when he saw Kong Zhishu going to the kitchen, "A beggar, just give him a bowl of hot water to drink, and when he wakes up, let him go away quickly. Don't waste our family's money." Rice grain."

"She's fainting, so I'll go to the kitchen to see if there is any rice soup left in the morning, and give her a few sips after heating it up." Kong Zhishu went straight in, lifted the lid of the pot to look, and then went to light the fire.

"It's really nothing to do, and I'm going to waste the firewood at home again!" Kong Zhiheng was a little displeased, "Forget it, forget it, you won't listen to it."

Kong Zhishu glanced at the people who walked out, busy with his own work, and the whole family who heard the sound gathered around the kitchen.

Mrs. Kong and Mrs. Kong were the first to surround her. Seeing that Kong Zhishu was lighting the fire, Mrs. Kong called out, "Zhishu, what are you doing? Didn't you just eat?"

"The third brother rescued a beggar at the door just now and came back, saying that he wanted to heat some rice soup for the beggar to drink." Kong Zhiheng folded back and snatched the words, "No matter how much I persuade the third brother, I just want to waste firewood. If the beggar still dies in his house, he will be in bad luck."

"Brother, that eldest sister is not a beggar. Have you ever seen a beggar with such clean clothes? I think it may be the eldest sister passing by." Kong Zhishu replied, "It is a good thing if a little firewood and rice soup can save someone. It is said that one must have a conscience, if I don’t meet it, forget it, if I meet it and refuse to save it, then it’s a waste of life.”

Father Kong nodded, "What you said in the letter is reasonable. It's just a little firewood and rice soup. If you save someone, it's good deeds."

(End of this chapter)