The exquisite space of the ruffian concubine

Chapter 26

When Mrs. Xu saw that Aunt Zhao was finally deflated, she bent over and patted her legs and laughed, with a very unhappy expression on her face: "As the saying goes, if you don't do anything wrong, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Zhao Chunfang, the ghosts in your house don't even know the door." Knock, go directly to the cellar, this really makes me laugh..."

Aunt Zhao's face was not only red and pale, but also pale and blue. She picked up the broom next to the house and hit her: "You white-eyed, black-hearted, bad-mouthed, don't let me run away if you have the guts!"

"Ouch!" Aunt Xu hurriedly dodged sideways and nearly fell to the ground, her expression finally became panicked, "The crazy woman is messing around, help me!"

Immediately, three or five aunts rushed forward, tugging at their hands and feet, dragging Aunt Zhao into the house with all kinds of words.

"That lady Xu has such a cheap mouth, don't bother with her, and be careful to spoil your body." The person who spoke was Aunt Zhao's cousin, grandson and widow. Dry and thin, red and wrinkled, like a dehydrated apple, she looks a few years older than Aunt Zhao.

"Forget it, my lord let her go a lot today, it's considered as doing good deeds." Aunt Zhao said through gritted teeth.

It was indeed a fight to calm down, but if you really wanted to keep fighting like this, wouldn't you lose your own face?After being pulled into the house, Aunt Zhao finally figured out this truth, and just followed Widow Sun's words, and found a way for herself to step down.

"That's it, the days to come are still long! We two sisters join hands, we will definitely let that bitch, we will make a detour!" Widow Sun whispered in her ear.

Hearing what she said, Aunt Zhao's resentment finally subsided a little.After thinking about it, this widow grandson seemed not to curry favor with others, so she couldn't help feeling wary, and asked in a low voice: "Sister, do you have something to do, you want to ask my elder sister for help?"

The women on the side had excellent eyesight, seeing her sisters whispering, they opened the door one after another and walked out.

"Look at what you said, as if I was thinking about something in your hand. The two of us, sisters, are supposed to support each other, right? Of course I should help you talk." Widow Sun laughed Laughing, his face became redder and more wrinkled.

Seeing her appearance, Aunt Zhao knew that she must have something to ask herself, so she couldn't help but look a little ugly: "Say what you have to say, don't talk about what you have and what you don't have."

"Okay, okay," Widow Sun said three "good" words in a row, the smile in her eyes was so strong that she couldn't melt, "It's like this, my little bastard is about the same age as your Lingling, and he's pretty good." Deng is right. As the saying goes, fat water does not flow into outsiders' fields, we are relatives after all, don't you see..."

"What is it?" Aunt Zhao became angry when she heard it, "You also know that the one in your family is a little bastard, do you want my Lingling to marry her and become a bastard?"

This widow is just a silkworm rearer and weaver. Her husband died at a young age, and she raised her son by herself. To put it nicely, it is hard work and frugality. To put it badly, it is three words—— -pauper!

That's all, you still want to marry your own daughter?Do her big head dream!Aunt Zhao thought angrily.

Widow Sun is also angry, she just said it casually, but Zhao Chunfang is so shameless!

"Okay, I won't say anything about this matter. Don't blame me for not reminding you today, find a Taoist priest as soon as possible to drive out your daughter's ghosts. Maybe at the foot of Mengshan, there are really people who are not afraid of death and dare to marry her!" she sneered.

The implication is nothing more than that after what happened today, Zhao Lingling is determined not to get married.When she talks about kissing, it's low, not high.

"Get out of here, and don't come into my Zhao's house in the future!" Aunt Zhao picked up the teacup on the table and threw it on the ground, wishing that it was Widow Sun's head.

"Do you think your Zhao family is a relative of the emperor? Kneel down and beg me, I don't even bother to come!" Widow Sun spat hard and slammed the door away.

Aunt Zhao has always bullied others, how can she be bullied?At this time, I felt dizzy for a while, and reached out to touch the only teacup left on the table. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure by the wall. I couldn't help being shocked, and knocked the teacup to the ground in a panic. , tea, tea splashed all over.

Taking a closer look, that person was none other than his own daughter Zhao Lingling.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly?" Aunt Zhao yelled loudly while rubbing her chest in shock.

"Mother, I..." Zhao Lingling just lowered her head and stared at her own toes, bit her lower lip and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Aunt Zhao stepped forward, only to find that she was trembling all over, her face was pale, even her lips were a little whiter than ordinary people's, and her almond eyes, which were originally bright, were dull at the moment. At first glance, she seemed to be a different person.

"Son, you... what's wrong with you?" Aunt Zhao hurriedly held her hand, feeling that it didn't look like a hand at all, but like two pieces of thousand-year-old ice.

"Mother, I suspect that I have really seen a ghost." Zhao Lingling said, her whole body trembled violently, even her teeth chattered.

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Aunt Zhao's heart tightened, she gritted her teeth and pretended to be calm: "How could it be, in broad daylight, where is there a ghost? It's all because of scaring myself."

"But Meng Xiaosuo clearly went into the cellar just now, how could he come back from the foot of Mengshan Mountain?" Zhao Lingling asked timidly.

"This... maybe your father is helping her lie." After much deliberation, Aunt Zhao only came up with this idea.

"Why did Dad help her?" Zhao Lingling asked.

"Perhaps... maybe your father can't understand us treating her badly. By the way, wasn't your father in the yard last night when our mother and I were discussing this plan? Maybe he has been listening, so today He didn't go to pull weeds in the field at all, you put Meng Xiaocomb in the cellar with your front foot, and he released him with your back foot." Aunt Zhao guessed.

Zhao Lingling thought about it, and felt that it made some sense.As for the time when Meng Xiaosuo disappeared in the fire, it must have been a misjudgment. After all, the smoke was so thick that it made people cry, and it was inevitable that they couldn't see clearly.

The mother and daughter frowned and looked at each other for a while, both felt that this speculation was valid, and finally found an outlet for their resentment.So when Uncle Zhao opened the door and came in to drink tea, all he saw were broken porcelain pieces, tea leaves, and two abnormally distorted faces all over the floor.

"What's the matter?" He sat on the chair with a blank face, beating his sore back.

Uncle Zhao's surname is Huang, his name is Huang Yangqin, and he is a carpenter.Aunt Zhao is lazy and never likes to work, let alone Zhao Lingling. In order to support his wife and daughter, he has to go to the town early in the morning to find a carpenter to do, and come back when there is no work. Pull weeds, fertilize the fields, wash clothes, and cook.People in their thirties look as if they are 50 or [-] years old.Despite this, Aunt Zhao still thinks that he is worthless and unable to earn money, so whenever she gets angry, she throws it all on him.

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