Chapter 1296

After finally talking to Mo Lingwei, they broke up again.

He disappointed her again and again, and now no matter what he said, even if it was heart and soul, she no longer believed him.

Feng Shaojin looked at the back of Mo Lingwei holding Xiu'er back to the bedroom, and clenched his fists.

It is still pardonable for the evil done by the sky, but it is impossible to live for the evil done by oneself.

This is probably his retribution.

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Bao'er knew that Chu Yunyao had severed ties with Wen Tingyun and Nanyan because of herself, and felt very sorry.

Now that she is in good health, she bought some good fabrics, made a few small clothes, and pulled Chu Yunyao: "I haven't been to the market for three years, miss, let's go to the street to have a look." , I don’t know what Jincheng looks like today.”

Chu Yunyao loved Bao'er, who had finally woken up, to the point of being responsive to every request, "Okay, while the weather is fine, I'll take you for a walk, and take Siyu with me by the way."

The housekeeper arranged for guards to follow behind the carriage, and Chu Yunyao sat in the carriage with Siyu and Bao'er in his arms, "After the Mo family and the Si family of the Gong family confronted each other, they drew a line.

After the war started, it was the common people who suffered. Ling Yuan was afraid that the secret agents would sneak into the territory under his jurisdiction, so he sent many people to mix in the crowd to ensure the peace of the people in one side. "

Chu Yunyao lifted the curtain of the window of the carriage: "Can you recognize which of the crowd are the guards of the Mo family?"

Bao'er stretched her neck to look out, and happened to see a mess ahead: "What happened?"

Chu Yunyao also followed Bao'er's line of sight, and happened to see Duan Changyu, who was wearing a coarse cloth, twisting the arm of a burly man, pressing his knee on the man's back, and holding the man's waist with the other hand. head, rubbing the man's face on the ground.

The sharp knife in the man's hand fell to his face, and he begged for mercy: "Forgive me, the good man, spare my life."

"Do you still dare to hit someone?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, never dare again."

After Duan Changyu heard it, he was still puzzled, grabbed the sharp knife dripping with blood, and pierced it between his fingers, "Let me see you beating a woman again, and I will cripple your hand."

Duan Changyu withdrew his legs, kicked the man, and dusted off the non-existing dust on his clothes.

Chu Yunyao stopped the carriage and asked the onlookers: "Ma'am, what happened?"

The woman who was called aunt had a matchmaker mole on her face, and she said loudly, "What else can I do? This pig-killer relies on his physical strength, looking for flowers, gambling and drinking all day long.

Especially when he came back to beat his mother-in-law after losing a gamble, his mother-in-law set up a stall to sell pork, and he beat his mother-in-law to death in front of the children.

Usually, the neighbors in the neighborhood wanted to persuade them to fight, but he beat them up, but they didn't dare to persuade them anymore.

Today was a good day, a good guy who came here every now and then to buy pork, saw this scene, without saying a word, he just beat this killer to the ground, isn't that very satisfying. "

The matchmaker laughed as she talked, her eyes narrowed into narrow slits: "A few days ago, Boss Tian, ​​who opened a teahouse in this street, asked me to match his daughter. I just need to be good-looking and good-looking. I think this hero looks like The wait is good, and the skill is also good, but the clothes are a little shabby, probably because the family is poor.

There is also a hole in the clothes and shoes, presumably there is no wife at home to help clean up..."

As the matchmaker spoke, she pushed aside the crowd and happily walked towards Duan Changyu.

It was too late for Chu Yunyao to call the matchmaker, the corner of her eyes fell on Bao'er's face, seeing Bao'er staring blankly at Duan Changyu who was surrounded by people, the veils in her hands were twisted together. .....