Chapter 90

Zhao'er took the cloth towel, went back to the edge of the Kang, took off the cloth on his head and wiped his hair.

Her hair was black and dense, reaching to her waist. She brushed her long hair to the side of her neck, and sat on the edge of the Kang with her head slightly tilted, letting her long hair hang down, and combed it with a comb.

The girl was wearing a lilac-colored floral jacket and maroon wide-leg pants. She had to straighten her back and tilt her neck so that the water from her wet hair wouldn't wet her clothes. These were all subconscious actions, but in Xue Tingxiang's eyes, his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and he felt a sense of blood tension.

Without him, it is because of this posture that the girl's figure is vividly displayed. High/chest/upturned/hip, slender waist, Xue Tingxiang has never seen such a scene before, a very strange feeling of dryness and heat climbed up in his body.

But at the same time, he was familiar with it, and a picture appeared in his mind, which was the time of the two people's bridal chamber.

In the dream, he didn't like her at that time, but he felt that marrying her was a matter of course.

It was a deep-rooted thought that she should be his wife.

It's just that this hidden deepest emotion was covered up by his awkwardness and ignorance, especially when he went to the school to study and let his classmates know that he had a child bride in the country, which caused a lot of ridicule.

But in fact, he liked her deep down in his heart, so she was tortured badly by him that night in the bridal chamber.

Originally, he was just ignorant, and she was a newcomer, so he hurt her and also hurt her. But he still thought about the pain, and she cried with tears and snot running down her nose. That was the first time she showed weakness in front of him, and he liked this way of bullying her ever since.

At that time, he was studying in the academy, and he would only come back once every ten days. Every time he came back, she was so afraid that she would hide. But he had to rely on him and let him do whatever he wanted. He obviously liked it, but pretended not to like it.

Now that I think about it, he was really an asshole at that time.

Thinking about these messes in his heart, he suddenly said, "I'll wipe it for you."

Zhao'er looked at him sideways in surprise, and subconsciously refused: "I still can't, I'll do it myself." After these days of corrections, she has gradually learned not to call herself sister.

Before her words fell, Xue Tingxiang had already snatched the cloth towel, and pulled her to turn her back, Zhao'er could only freeze there, letting him wipe it.

Seriously speaking, Xue Tingxiang is still half-headed now, so he can only half-kneel and sit up to wipe her hair. The two were very close, Zhao'er didn't notice it, but Xue Tingxiang felt his blood was surging.

Zhao'er's hair is very black, dense and smooth, like a piece of fine satin. He was clumsy, and Fang began to pull and hurt her several times, until he heard her involuntarily inhaling, he slowed down his movements.

Feeling that it was a bit difficult for him to reach, Zhao'er was a little distressed, he kept stretching his arms: "If I don't lie here?"

As she said that, she went to try it, and it was more convenient for him to lie on the kang, and both of them would not be tired. What she didn't know was that her posture looked even more seductive from behind, especially for a young man with a fresh blood.

Xue Tingxiang immediately regretted accepting this matter. It felt like a kind of torture. He needed to work hard to stabilize himself so as not to look randomly.

"If not, why don't you sit up?" he asked.

But got no answer from her.

When I went to see it, I found that she had fallen asleep.

The girl seemed very tired and slept soundly. She lay prone on the long-folded quilt, her thick long hair was scattered behind her back and down to her waist. Because the quilt was covering her face, her face was squeezed out of shape, but her pink lips were pouty.

Zhao'er, who had just taken a bath, still had water vapor on her face. Her plump and delicate cheeks looked young and tender at first glance. Her pink lips had a watery glow, which was attractive to pick.

Something in his heart was clamoring, and he leaned on him unconsciously. The cheeks of the two were getting closer and closer, so close that he could see and smell the sweet smell.

Suddenly, she moved, and he quickly backed away, pretending to be nonchalant, muttering in his mouth why he fell asleep, but actually watching her reaction nervously.

Fortunately, she just moved, and there was no sign of waking up, so he was relieved.

But the impulse in his heart was gone, he glanced at her several times, reached out and took the thin quilt to cover her, and continued to wipe her wet hair with a cloth towel.

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Yuqing Village was originally a village established by a group of victims who fled during the war in the previous dynasty.

At first it was not called Yuqing Village, but Zhengjiazhuang. The village is full of people with the surname Zheng, but the number of people is not large, only a dozen or so families. Many years later, there was a famine one year, and the government arranged for a group of people who fled the disaster to settle here. These people are the ancestors of the Xue family.

There are not many people surnamed Zheng, and there are also many people surnamed Xue. At first, people surnamed Zheng took the lead.

The Dachang Dynasty implemented the Lilao system, where one hundred households constituted one li, and Jiachang was set up, which is commonly known as Lizheng. There are also several old people, who are commonly known as village elders.

Within the jurisdiction of Yuqing Village, everything in the village, such as adjudicating civil lawsuits, arbitrating right and wrong, guiding folk customs, persuading farming and mulberry, issuing sentiments, etc., and even urging taxes, military service, etc., are all handled by the local people. Li Zheng and the villagers co-hosted the completion.

Li Lao's power can be said to be quite large, and anyone who can be Li Lao is a person of high moral and respect in the local area.

In fact, this kind of system is equivalent to a local people governing a local people.

Nowadays there is such a saying that the so-called imperial power does not come down to the county, but only the clan under the county, and the clan is self-governing, self-government depends on ethics, and ethics creates squires, that's how it is.

Over the years, the two surnames of Xue and Zheng seem to be harmonious on the surface, but they have been at odds with each other, and what they are fighting for is the right to speak in the village. Although it was because there was a scholar among the people surnamed Xue before, the Xue family changed its previous decline and several village elders appeared in the clan, but the position of Lizheng has always been in the hands of the people surnamed Zheng.

Now Yuqing Village has one Lizheng and four village elders. Three of these four elders have the surname Xue, that is to say, two pairs of three. But because Zheng Lizheng is here, it is still not an advantage.

Patriarch Xue is confident that if there is another scholar in the clan, he will be able to completely overwhelm the Zheng family, so when he heard the rumors that had been raging in the village for the past two days, he immediately exploded.

Mr. Xue was still in the field, so he was called to Patriarch Xue's house.

Seeing Patriarch Xue's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, Old Master Xue was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er: "Brother Haizi, what's the matter?" In terms of seniority, Patriarch Xue is considered Old Master Xue's cousin.

"You still ask me what's wrong? Don't you know what's going on outside recently?"

Mr. Xue really doesn't know.

Seeing this, Patriarch Xue gave a rough account of the matter with a dark face.

I don't know when, things about the Xue family have spread outside.

The source is that someone saw Xue Gouzi, the only son of Xue's second wife, crying in front of Xue's second son's grave.

The specific content of the cry is untestable, and it is possible for a half-grown boy to express his grievances in this way, which is enough to prove that the child must have been wronged at home. Later, someone familiar with the situation revealed the truth, and everyone knew that the boss of the Xue family planned to send his son to study in the town, but left his nephew alone.

Few people in the village did not know how the second child of the Xue family died. And when Xue Qingsong was dying, many people in the village were there, so they naturally held Xue Qingshan's hand and made him promise to treat his son well.

When he came back from the Xue family, many people discussed it in private, saying that the second son of the Xue family was really miserable, leaving behind a sick wife and a young son.

Now that such rumors spread, the scene before the death of Xue Lao Er was repeated by people in various ways. Some elderly people shook their heads and sighed, saying that people's hearts are unpredictable, and it is impossible to entrust their wives and children to anyone. Take care of yourself. You treated him like your big brother and threw your life on him, but he didn't treat your son as his own son.

Even Xue Tingxiang's situation in Xue's family in the past few years has caused some women to talk about it.

For example, although the dog from the second room seldom shows up in front of people, he always wears old clothes every time he sees him, while the handsome man from the first room has never seen him in old clothes. Even some things in the private school were told by the ignorant children to the adults. Xue Juncai had everything in his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and he had the most books in the school. As for Xue Gouzi, he was seen writing on the desk with water on him several times.

Being eccentric, everyone is eccentric, and no one can say anything about his own son, but Boss Xue also took the life of his own brother on his back. This kind of eccentricity is a bit chilling.

"You are very old, and the juniors in the family can't teach well? You are biased towards the elders, but why did you make this matter out of people's faces? What do you think about this matter now!"

Mr. Xue was quite old, and his face was flushed with embarrassment, but he also knew that this matter was serious, and his family's reputation would be ruined if he was not careful.

It doesn't matter if you finish your own reputation, but the boss's reputation can't be finished. If he gets the name of the only son of the dead brother who is mean, the boss will be ruined for life. Don't talk about the examination of any scholar, maybe the private school will not be able to open.

"Brother Haizi..." He looked at Patriarch Xue begging for help, and he didn't have any rules in his mind for a moment.

"Now, only by sending both children away can people have nothing to choose."

Mr. Xue's old face turned even redder, and he rubbed his big rough hands: "Brother Haizi, you know that our family has been wiped out all these years in order to provide for the boss. It's not that I don't want to send two children, but I really can't." rise."

Hearing this, Patriarch Xue also frowned.

When Xue Qingshan went to the Qinghe Academy to study, he knew the inside story very well. That place is desperate for money, and the key is not to have any objections, because most people are willing to pay to go in. One year's expenses cost at least twenty taels, but Xue Qingshan has been there for five years.