Chapter 102

On the evening of the first day of the lunar new year, song QingHan helped the Zhou family's mother and ladies to work hard for a day. Finally, she was able to return to her room for a little rest. She sat in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, so beautiful and beautiful, but there was no one to pity.

Since she married into the Zhou family, she has not had a good day.

Others hope that their husband can less go to concubine's room, and more tender with themselves. On the contrary, whenever she heard the servant girl say that her husband went to the concubine's house, she would secretly sigh of relief.

Early this morning, he paid homage to his parents and went out of the door. He said that he would go to some brothers' houses. In fact, she knew that he might have gone to the outer room of Dongsi Hutong.

The outer room Song QingHan frowned. In fact, she won't be angry because of his extravagance and jealousy outside, but his newly raised outer room will make trouble in front of him. Every time he went to the outer room and came back, he would fight her.

Is thinking, servant girl purple heart suddenly rushed in, facial expression is ugly way: "madam, uncle is back."

PA.

The hairpin in his hand fell on the table, and song QingHan's hand shook when he heard this sentence and did not see him. Today, he went to the outer room. According to the nature of the outer room, he should have left him anyway. How could he be released back?

All of a sudden, in the quiet courtyard, there was a disorderly sound of footsteps, mingled with the voice of swearing. Song QingHan frowned and simply held the hairpin in his hand, turned around and looked at the door.

Waiting for that step to approach, like waiting for the devil to come!

Finally, the door was pushed open, and even Zixin, who was guarding the door, was pushed open by him. Zhou Lu's thin figure suddenly came into the room. When he saw song QingHan sitting in front of the dressing table, his eyes were awed by the fierce light. He walked up to her and slapped her two times without saying a word.

Purple heart hurry up to pull: "uncle, what is this, have a word to say well, how good Spring Festival's come up to hit people!"

"Get out of here!" Zhou Lu kicks Zixin open, and rudely pulls song QingHan's collar. Regardless of his slaps and fists, he greets her.

At first, song QingHan was able to bite his teeth and bear it without saying a word to maintain his dignity. But later it was really too painful, head pain, chest pain, the pain she couldn't stand, and finally began to cry.

"Uncle, what's the matter! Mammy Wang, go and find the old lady. "

"It's no use looking for anyone today. I'm going to kill this bitch!" As Zhou Lu said this, she let song QingHan fall to the ground. Then she untied her belt and tied her hand to the chair in front of the dressing table. After looking around, she went to the stove, picked up the hook of the fire, swung it, and walked towards song QingHan.

Song QingHan shook his head in fear: "don't Don't... "

She looked at Zhou Lu as if she had just climbed out of hell. Her face was full of fangs, and she was holding a bloody weapon in her hand. She walked towards her step by step. She was scared and almost fainted.

"You cunt, how dare you escape marriage! I'll let you escape! I'll let you escape Zhou Lu held the iron hook high, and mercilessly drew on song QingHan's shoulder, chest, back and thigh

Song QingHan's eyes widened, but she didn't have time to be surprised. The unbearable pain spread all over her body. She screamed and howled. She didn't know how long it had been and finally passed out.

Wake up again, it's the next day.

The day is already bright, purple heart sits beside the bed sobbing.

Song QingHan slowly opened her eyes and wanted to sit up, but she could only lie still. For a long time, she reluctantly opened her mouth: "how did I escape marriage spread out?"

Purple heart cried and said, "I heard that the third lady sued the doctor and said it in the court. She beat the drum and complained about the injustice and knocked ninety-nine times. The people in the city all went to see it. Now everyone knows about the miss's escape from marriage. My uncle ate tea with people in the teahouse and listened to others' discussion. When she was angry, she came back..."

Song Xijiao!

Song QingHan grabs the bedspread under tight skin. I have no hatred with you. Why do you harm me so much!

She was lying on the bed straight, once gentle and clear black eyes, now only the sky of hate, between heaven and earth is full of blood color of hatred, helpless, helpless life seems to have finally found the meaning of existence.

Revenge.

Revenge.

As long as there is hatred, she can live!

The third day of the new year is the day to go back to my mother's home.

Zhang and song Xijiao sleep together these two days. When they get up early in the morning, they take Han Zi and song Yuanhan to their mother's home.

Song Xijiao sent them to the gate of the city and came back. As soon as she entered the gate, she called out, "I'm back!"

In the courtyard, Zhong Chun is teaching Lizi to practice martial arts. As soon as Li Zi hears her voice, he immediately answers: "mother!"

Song's mother also came out of the kitchen and jokingly said, "it's not that I don't go home every day and shout so loud what to do."

When song Xijiao came in, she first touched the head of chestnut. Seeing that Zhong Chun looked at her expressionless face, she made a face at him until she made him laugh. Then she went to the kitchen door, took song's mother's arm and said, "my mother is here. Here is my mother's home. When I come back, it's like going back to my mother's house. I can't be happy. Otherwise, you think I've been wronged in my mother-in-law's house. "Walking into the kitchen, I found that there was a cake on the table that had not yet begun to be baked, and on the chopping board there was just cut beef. She looked up and thought about it, then rolled up her sleeve and pushed out song's mother: "give it to me, mother. You can go and have a rest."

After driving people away, she skilfully peeled potatoes.

For more than half a year, she has spent most of her time and energy in the paper mill. Her family's work is basically controlled by song's mother and Zhong Chun. Sometimes, even when she is busy, Li zibang is more helpful than her. It's not easy to show off. What's more, when she starts to rebuild the paper shop, she will be more busy than before.

If chestnuts like sweet ones, they'll fry them with French fries and kung pao chicken. If Zhong Chun likes salty and spicy food, he'll make him stewed beef and boiled fish. If his mother likes light food, she'll make her a steamed spring roll and beef soup.

"Dad, what are your parents doing? It's so fragrant." Chestnuts in the yard with horse steps, nose puffing out of the kitchen aroma, greedy to swallow the mouth. Most of them are cooked by parents. But my mother did too little, it took a long time to eat once.

Zhong Chun looked at the kitchen and said to chestnuts, "you're squatting here. I'll go and have a look."

The kitchen was full of smoke and fog. Song Xijiao was making cooking oil for boiled fish. Her hot eyes almost couldn't open and her face was full of tears. In the end, she couldn't stand it. She threw the spatula and ran out.

Just ran to the door, banged into a mountain, in her about to be opened, a strong arm in time to reach her waist.

Song Xijiao raised her head in a daze and just caught the gaze of Zhong Chun.

For a moment, both of them were stunned.

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