Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 2032

The chicken in the fence flutters its wings, preventing people from taking away its hard-laid eggs.

The little widow had chicken feathers on her head, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

Finally, I got an egg.

She glared at the chicken angrily, and muttered: "Believe it or not, I won't give you any food tomorrow!"

Chicken obviously didn't bother to talk to her, drooping his head and closing his eyes.

The little widow sighed, "Forget it."

After cooking the eggs, the little widow cleaned herself up before going to see the child who woke up from a nap.

The little girl was babbling, blinking her big black eyes.

"Hey, eat eggs."

The little widow crushed the egg yolk and mixed it with rice paste, and then blew the smell to the little girl's mouth.

At this moment, the door was knocked.

The little widow frowned displeased.

Last month, she went to the town to buy, and the wind blew her veil, and a hunter saw her appearance. Since then, she has sent her prey every now and then.

She didn't confiscate it, and she didn't even want to open the door, but he just couldn't figure it out.

"Knock knock..."

The sound of knocking on the courtyard door was a little hurried.

Suddenly, the knocking stopped, and a man's muffled groan sounded.

And the sound of fists hitting flesh...

This is obviously someone fighting in front of the courtyard!

The little widow was curious, but she didn't dare to open the door, for fear that someone at the door would trick her into opening the door.

"Rui Niang, it's me."

A familiar voice sounded outside the door, the voice was low and hoarse, a little heavy, like a slightly drunken voice after drinking old wine with a slightly spicy voice.

She had heard this voice for many years, and it was her husband's unique voice.

She reached out to open the door, and a gust of cold wind blew by, and she woke up suddenly.

The husband is dead!

But the voice outside the door was clearly his voice...

who is it!Deliberately pretending to be a husband!
The little widow pressed her lips tightly, and took a few steps back.

Fu Heng knocked on the door for a long time, but no one paid any attention to him.

In fact, he had come a long time ago, but he kept watching in front of the door until there was cooking smoke in the house, so he was sure that there was someone in the house.

He was afraid that his resurrection from the dead would scare his wife, so he dared not show up for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he was waiting in front of the door, when he saw a big and thick man knocking on the door with a dead rabbit.

His heart immediately sank to the bottom, thinking that his wife had remarried, or that there was already someone who was ready to get married.

It can be seen that the man knocked on the door for a long time and no one opened the door, so he realized that something was wrong.

At this time, a woodcutter came, who seemed to be looking for a man.

"I knew you were here. What's the matter with you? You must have taken a fancy to this little widow? What's the use of you coming to the door to give gifts like this? You still have to find a matchmaker to come to the door."

Hearing this, the man chuckled, but there was contempt in his eyes.

The woodcutter was taken aback: "Why, you didn't take a fancy to her?"

"Look at it."

"Then you..."

The man sneered: "She's a widow, and she has an oil bottle. Life will definitely be difficult. I'm just helping out. If she wants to thank me, I'll naturally come and marry her! Marry her? Hehe, it's not too late."

What the so-called gratitude means can be understood with a look between men.

This is obviously the little widow who wants to coax something to sleep on.

"The little widow doesn't look like this kind of person. I'm afraid your calculations will come to nothing."

"Ah!" Before the man could say anything, he punched him with a fist.

The woodcutter was taken aback, and wanted to step forward to fight, but he heard the menacing voice of the man who ran out for no reason: "If you don't want to be beaten, get out!"

The woodcutter saw that the big and thick Orion was beaten on the ground and had no strength to fight back. He knew that this was a hard stubble, and it was impossible to help him by himself, and he would still be beaten, so he left Orion and ran away spinelessly.

(End of this chapter)