Chapter 129

It is this kind of look, that day in the bamboo paper factory, song QingHan is such a look, see song Xijiao heart straight hair hair.

She couldn't help but step back and try to endure her unhappiness and comfort her by saying, "as long as you want to live a good life, you can."

"Yes? How can I! " Song QingHan was suddenly excited. "Zhou's family name came home and beat and scolded me. My father-in-law didn't care, and my mother-in-law didn't ask. There was no clean place on my body! You tell me what I think, how can I? "

"What? He raped you? " Song Xijiao's eyes widened in surprise. For a moment, she forgot that she was upset when she was run by a strange and evil spirit. She held song QingHan's hand anxiously. "Elder sister, if you really don't want to stay here, you can remarry, and I'll help you find a way."

"Get out of here!" Song QingHan angrily shook off song Xijiao's hand, and her eyes were filled with anger and hatred. "Here we are, song Xijiao, what else can you do except push me into the fire pit! Let me run away from my marriage first, and I will be accused of being unfaithful and unfilial, and now I will be remarried? You know that after I remarry, I will become worthless. I can't even find such a man as Zhou! What kind of heart do you have in mind

"No!" Song Xijiao shook her head earnestly, "there are animals like Zhou in the world, and there are also men like Ling who don't care about secular constraints. As long as the elder sister sticks to it, she will meet her fate! And, even if I don't, there's me. I said, as long as you want, you can stay with me, and it doesn't matter if I raise you for life! "

"You raise me, ha ha, good. You have a husband like Zhong Chun who can tolerate your public appearance and disobey women's ways! And Ling Ziqing, a confidant who doesn't eat people's fireworks, of course, you can say whatever you like! What about me? You are not harmed by me! And now you let me give up the title of Mrs. Zhou, the only one I have You are wicked

"I did it?" Song Xijiao was astonished. She didn't expect that song QingHan blamed her for her situation today. She shook her head and pleaded for herself, "elder sister, Zhou's domestic violence is such an animal. Even if you don't escape marriage, he can find other reasons to bully you. Elder sister, if you don't remarry, you can only stay in the Zhou family all your life. Do you really want to stay by the side of Zhou all your life? "

Hearing song Xijiao's words, song QingHan suddenly overturned the earthen pot on the small stove and roared angrily: "why did I get bullied by him? It's not all because of you! If you don't let me escape marriage, Zhou won't hate me so much! "

"Elder sister, when I said to escape marriage, I just gave you a suggestion. The final decision was made by yourself, not by me!"

"You said! If you had not encouraged me, I would not have escaped from marriage, and I would not have thought of it! Today, you even want to shirk the responsibility, hahaha, thanks to you also pretend to send me things, you are to see my joke! Go away! I don't need your hypocrisy, I hate you, I disgust you, I hate you

As she spoke, she went to her side, pushed her away and threw the jar of pickled vegetables she had brought to the ground. With a bang, the pot of stewed vegetables was smashed by her, and the black stewed meat and vegetables were sprinkled all over the ground, emitting a strong sweet and salty taste.

Song Xijiao looks at the jar of stewed vegetables that have been smashed. It is like seeing the sister friendship that song QingHan has smashed with her own hands. In the past, when she pawned everywhere with an ivory chain, but there was no way out, song QingHan suddenly appeared in front of her and gave her a helping hand in the snow. At that time, how grateful she was to song QingHan and how much she wanted to repay her.

How can we know that today, it has become such a situation!

In a dark silence, song QingHan raised her hand and said to his servants, "drive her out! In the future, she will not be allowed to enter Zhoufu again! "

Finish saying, a few woman son immediately come forward, pull her arm, drag to go out. Song Xijiao was startled and struggled, but the women were tall and fierce. She couldn't get rid of them. Along the way, he was carried to the back door like a chicken and thrown out directly.

Song Xijiao falls to the ground in confusion, and her buttocks are almost arranged into three pieces.

The porter took out her donkey cart, glanced at her scornfully, and slammed the door.

Fortunately, there was no one in the street. She slowly got up and patted the dust on her body. She looked up at the plaque of Zhoufu, and the corners of her mouth spilled a faint smile, laughing laughingly. As soon as her nose was sour, the corners of her mouth turned away.

She felt aggrieved, she felt sad, she felt so stupid!

Thanks to her, she still wants to maintain this friendship and take song QingHan as her real sister and cultivate her feelings and care for her.

However, they did not appreciate her at all. They not only ignored her, but also hated her.

She got on the donkey cart and walked forward with a whip, biting her lips hard to stop herself crying.

Back home near, she returned the donkey cart to her neighbor, turned out to walk to the Hutong, and saw the familiar figure again.

As soon as she saw Zhong Chun, she almost couldn't help crying. She bit her lips hard and drove away her tears with pain. But her face collapsed and she couldn't lift her spirits. Afraid of Zhongchun to see what clues, trying to force a smile to poke his arm: "you come to wait for me again."Zhongchun took her hand and pulled her to his body. He held her chin and looked at her face carefully. He frowned slightly, but he didn't ask anything. He patted her on the top of her hair and said, "go, go home first."

During the meal, song Xijiao was still depressed. Even the chestnuts could be seen. She asked, song Xijiao perfunctorily. As soon as she finished her meal, she immediately ran back to her room and lay down on the dresser, feeling miserable in silence.

Zhong Chun helped song's mother clean up the table, and then went to the yard to cut firewood. When he was finished, he looked up and saw that the lights in Song Xijiao's room had not been lit from the beginning. She can't sleep at this time.

He went to the well to wash his hands and wipe his sweat with a wet towel. Then he went to the door of song Xijiao's house and knocked on the door. No response, Zhongchun until she is pretending to sleep, so not only did not leave, but more powerful knock on the door.

After a while, when he was going to knock on the door for a third time, the door finally opened. Song Xijiao asked him through a crack in the door: "what's the matter with so late?"

She stood in the dark room, her face hidden in the dark, and could not see anything clearly, but Zhong Chun could see that she was crying. He raised his hand and pushed the door, trying to open the door wider, but was soon blocked back by song Xijiao.

"What's the matter? Just say it here."

Zhong Chun looks at her and suddenly pushes the door. Song Xijiao, who is standing in the door, stumbles and nearly falls. Fortunately, he puts his hand around her waist and pulls her into his arms. Then he closes the door with his backhand.

For a moment, both men were drowned in darkness.

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