Your wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 156 Her name is Duan Yao, she died in a fire
"You have to be careful."

"How can it be so easy to fall, don't look at me as I am old, my body is strong."

Father Duan said while climbing the ladder, laughing heartily like a strong old man, but Lin Muxue knew that he was just trying to be brave.

Qingyang Lin Xiao sat alone on the long wooden bench in the living room because of his jealousy, staring at the figure behind Duan's father with a gloomy face.

In her eyes at this moment, he was completely absent, only the old man in his sixties, how could he not be angry.

The bed in the upstairs bedroom was used by Duan Yao back then. Duan's father had covered it with cotton wool, and Lin Muxue was helping.

"I'm about to fall asleep, the bed here is not as comfortable as the big bed in the city." Every time Father Duan did something, he reminded him of the huge difference between this place and the city.

Lin Muxue knew that he was afraid that they would not get used to living there.

"I like this place, I like it very much." She said sincerely, also from the heart, she likes here, because it can give her a feeling of home.

The cotton batting was a bit hard, the mosquito net had big holes, the wooden bed was also tattered, and the edges seemed to be moth-eaten, with small wormholes everywhere.

When Duan's father went downstairs, he was very skillful, but in Lin Muxue's eyes, he was still terrified. Qingyang Lin Xiao saw the anxiety in her eyes, and stood guard at the bottom of the stairs.

"go to bed early."

Qingyang Lin Xiao quickly climbed up the stairs, scanning the surroundings with extremely disgusting eyes, stepping on the wooden boards, creaking.

He watched Lin Muxue sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, reached out to hold her in his arms, and kissed her red and swollen eyes.

On the left side of the bed is the window, and outside the window is the dark world, but that position is just right to see the thatched cottage outside his yard, which is the house of Lin Yeyun's family.

At that time, when she first fell in love, every night, she liked to rest her chin and look at the faint light in the house outside the window, until it went out, and then she climbed into bed and fell asleep obediently.

"Who is he to you?" Qingyang Lin Xiao gently brushed a strand of hair falling from her forehead with her fingers, pinching it between her ears.

Lin Muxue shook her head, set her gaze on the wall opposite the bed, and walked slowly over.

Qingyang Lin Xiao also followed her gaze.

There are many photos posted on the wall, the photos have turned yellow, and some places have been corroded.

Lin Muxue gently touched it with her fingertips, and many sealed memories slowly began to open.

[Why are you hiding in our yard? 】Little Duan Yao looked down from upstairs, and suddenly saw a familiar figure sneaking around. She suddenly went downstairs and pulled Lin Yeyun out of the grass.

The little Lin Yeyun was caught, her cheeks were flushed, and she stammered: 【I just wanted to see if you fell asleep? 】

【Then why are you sneaking around?What are you looking for? 】

Lin Yeyun flicked her forehead angrily and shyly: 【Idiot!go to bed early. 】

Duan Yao stared suspiciously, a little confused, and shouted behind him: 【Why are you running so fast?Next time you come, just call me down below. 】

In the village when I was young, there were still a lot of children, but Lin Yeyun had always been a taciturn, lonely person, and didn't like to play with other children.

Duan Yao just thinks that he is very noble, but he has the capital of arrogance.

He is the one with the best grades in the village, the most outstanding and the most handsome, the teacher likes him, and he is also a role model for every parent, who always likes to use him to educate their children.

Duan Yao has always known the story behind his silence.

When Lin Yeyun was very young, his mother left him and his father to pursue a better life.

His mother is the most beautiful woman in the village. It is said that when he married his father, his mother strongly opposed it, but the marriage in the village was decided by his parents, so his mother finally married his impoverished father wronged.

When Lin Yeyun was 5 years old, traders from the city appeared in the village. They wanted to develop a fruit forest in the village, pay the villagers corresponding wages, and transport the fruits to the city after they were ripe.

Although this village is remote and impoverished, the land is very fertile, and the fruits grown every year are big, sweet, and pure in taste.It's not like those fruits in the city are treated with countless pesticides and chemical fertilizers. Not to mention the bad taste, it is also extremely harmful to the body.

His mother also went to the fruit grove just to earn some money for the family, but she fell in love with a fruit seller at first sight, and since then she has been out of control.

His mother didn't want to live such a hard life, so she carried her luggage and followed the boss to the city to enjoy the glory and wealth.

She always remembered that at that time Lin Yeyun hugged his mother's thigh tightly and refused to let go.

Biting her lips tightly, her eyes were full of reluctance, reluctance, and she stubbornly refused to say a word.

"Yun'er, let her go and let him go." Lin Yeyun's father came from the house with a vicissitudes of life voice, indifferent but full of complicated emotions.

"no no."

He still stubbornly hugged her mother's thigh, his eyes overflowed with the light of reluctance for his mother.

"Yun'er, it's mom who's sorry for you, let mom go." With tears in her eyes, his mother finally broke his hands with all her strength and left resolutely.

Since then there has been no audio.

She remembered that at that time, he didn't cry or make trouble, but just sat quietly on the ground, staring at the direction where his mother left for a long time.

His eyes were full of hatred, and they were as cold as ice ever since.

But she often saw him sitting alone under the sycamore tree and looking into the distance, and it was at that time that his ambition gradually grew.

Lin Muxue's fingers rested on Duan Yao's face, she smiled brightly, as bright as the sun, and next to her was Lin Yeyun's stern face.

Qingyang Lin Xiao's observation ability is so strong, even though Lin Yeyun's photo looks immature and young, he still sees through it at a glance.

"Lin Xiao, can you do me a favor?" Lin Muxue said.

"kindness?"

"Aren't you good at making masks? Help me make her mask."

Lin Xiaofeng of Qingyang frowned: "Why?"

"I..." Lin Muxue's throat hurts: "Will you help me?"

"I'm not a fool. I don't ask why I do anything." Qingyang Lin Xiao turned her face away, his eyes were bottomless, and his dark face was filled with deep anger: "I can help you, but I will never do anything foolish, Lin Muxue, don't take me for a fool."

He was angry again, Lin Muxue looked into his angry eyes, bitter saliva swirled in her throat.

She turned around and looked at Duan Yao's face again. Although she didn't have Lin Muxue's stunning and worldly face, her smile was more beautiful, more eye-catching, and more contagious than hers.

"Her name is Duan Yao. She died in a fire. The gas tank exploded and her limbs were shattered. When the police went to the scene, she had no skin and no face."

(End of this chapter)