Chapter 21: This seat tells you a story (3)
Yao Qianjin has a temper, and when he goes back, he doesn’t want to think about tea. He is worried about Chen Bozhen. Although Chen Bozhen is already married, but it is the world where the door is closed. Who knows the ten miles and eight townships? In the town, even Luo Chen and his two parents decided to do things, they are not clear.
So Yao Qianjin learned that the Chen Gongzi "has not married his wife."
The county magistrate made several inspections and felt that Xiao Chen was able to do it, the temper was gentle, and the conditions at home were not bad. So he sent someone to talk to the Chen family and talk about this marriage.
Outside of Chen’s family, the intestines can be repented. They euphemistically told the county magistrate that they should first consider and close the door, and the two old things would be noisy.
Chen Yuanwai said: "Let you be anxious! That poor book is a life-and-death. Originally, his daughter should have been mourning for three years. If you didn’t let them go to the church first, we will regret it later! You look at what this is called. thing!"
Mrs. Chen is also anxious: "I blame me? Was the person who was going to fix the doll in front of you not you? Now it is good, the county magistrate! It is that fiber... Is it that Luo fiber can compare?"
The two old kings closed their doors to fight for a red face, and they had no strength at the end of the quarrel. They gasped through the table.
Chen asked the outsider: "What should I do? Let us return the county magistrate."
Mrs. Chen said: "... can’t go back. Let’s Chen Jia pointed to Yao Qian’s family."
Chen’s anger said: “Where can Yao’s daughter be able to do it? Can it? We don’t have one in our son’s house, how can we get it in? You see the little ones love!”
"..." Mrs. Chen didn’t say anything, half awkward, and suddenly there was a light in her eyes, muttering. "Old Chen, I am thinking about it, Luo Suixian and our son’s son, except for the people at our head, No one knows..."
A few silences, Chen squatted for a while, and suddenly understood the intentions of his wife.
He was a little trembling, half was fearful and half was excited.
"You, you mean..."
"No one knows, it is not married." Mrs. Chen said, "We thought that she would drive her away. If it is not soft, it will be hard. Ten miles and eight towns know that our son is not married yet, you still remember her." Did you steal the oranges when you were young? As long as all of us bite to death, she is a 17-eight-mouthed mouth, and it’s also a bit of a mouth!"
Chen members strode to the front door and confirmed that the door was closed. He was busy with the past. The two people who had just been arguing like a cockfighter, and then nestled together, learned to suppress the sound and discuss it.
Chen Yuan said: "You are afraid of this method."
"what happened?"
"Our son won’t agree. He likes Luo Fibre, and you let him turn his face with others. How can he promise?"
Mrs. Chen thought for a while, patted her husband’s hand and said, “You can rest assured that this thing covers me.”
After a while, Mrs. Chen suddenly became seriously ill, and the illness was weird. Lang was in the same place, but she was full of epilepsy, full of nonsense, and she said that she was a ghost.
Chen’s eagerness to burn out, please come to a Taoist, and the bones of Xianfeng are carrying a dust, and the fingers are counting, saying that Chen’s family has something for Mrs. Chen. If it is not resolved, Mrs. Chen will not live for years.
Chen Bozhen was the most filial. He was anxious at the time and asked: "What rushed my mother?"
The Taoist priest pretends to hang around for a long time, saying that it is a "beauty who does not see the light."
Everyone in the room was stunned, and several sons of Chen’s family all turned back to look at Luo’s fierceness on the side.
Luo Fiber is also stunned.
She has been told many times that she has been killed. She is a lonely star. When she was born, she died of her mother. Then she died of her brother, and then she died.
Right now, she was pointed again, saying that she would kill her mother-in-law.
Chen’s people were in a hurry. Several brothers said to her, let her leave Chen’s family. No one knew that she became a pro, and her reputation was innocent. They would give her silver money and let her find another good family. .
Luo is fierce and scared, and I am really worried that I am aging Mrs. Chen, and she has lost her tears in the day.
When Chen Bozhen’s heartache, seeing his mother’s growing ambiguity, it’s also a dilemma on both sides. He is neither willing to leave, nor can he bear the mother’s suffering. People quickly lose weight and go down a big circle.
Chen’s brothers didn’t do it. One day, when they were not in the boss, they found the blind. Luo Fibre was holding a hundred butterfly powder in the greenhouse. When they rushed up, they overturned her utensils. The powder fell on her, and the taste of the scent was like immersing it in the bones, and it could not be washed.
Several brothers first surrounded her and said that they had a sensation, what "female virtues", "what is the "wife and daughter are humble, parents are respected", but Luo Suifei is very resilience, although timid, but stubborn, crying Saying that he is not willing to leave, ask them to think about other ways.
Chen Jia’s second child was anxious. When she went up, she gave her a slap and said to her: "My mother must be killed by your lonely star. If you have a way, will you die? Your mother will die?" Is your brother’s life and death unknown?"
He hit a dozen, and several other people rushed up, kicking and kicking around Luo, and shouting in the mouth, "fast rolling", "harmful" and "sacred star".
These sons are all in the same mood as the mother. In fact, they have already known the idea of the mother. At this time, the boss is absent, and she pulls out the fiber and drives her out of the house and threatens her. If she dares to come back, she will hit her every day. She didn’t have her family and was killed. No one gave her a sigh of relief.
It was a snowy night. Luo Sui was thrown into the snow in the blue and purple, and the embroidered shoes on his feet also lost one.
She slowly crawled forward, her mouth whispering, like a cub before the death of the cub.
Late at night, in this snowy day, few people will go out. She crawls between the heavens and the earth, I don’t know where I am going, I don’t know where I can go.
Chen’s brothers are right.
She has no family, no father, no brother, no one can take her for her, no one can take her.
This piece of pure white red dust, there is no place to hide.
Her body bones are not tough in themselves. When they are thrown out, they are thin and frosty. They quickly become numb and have no intuition.
I climbed all the way to the suburbs and went to the earth temple where the ghosts and ceremonies were enshrined. She squatted in the temple to hide the snow, her lips were frozen and blue, and her heart was sad.
Looking up at the clay figure of the gorgeous red makeup, tears can’t help but roll down. Think of the rules of the next revision, the couple get married, there should be a master of ceremonies.
At the time, she was just squatting on a safflower, smiling and squatting with Chen Bozhen.
This closed-door marriage is not a big dream. The red-faced painting in the faint mirror that day is not a slap in the depths of her dreams.
She squatted in front of the ghost ceremonies, dragging more and more heavy and cold body, three squats, crying and laughing.
"It’s a couple, love is not suspicious. Entertainment... In... Today..."
She gradually felt dizzy in front of her eyes and blurred things.
In front of the small courtyard, she cried and said, "I didn’t steal it, I didn’t steal it. I didn’t steal the orange."
However, three people become tigers, and people are awesome. No one will believe her words.
To this day, she knows that even if she is going to pull someone to cry and say that she is really a wife of Chen Bojun, no one will believe her. She is still the wall of the year, the little girl who has nowhere to stretch.
Nothing has changed.
Only one person in the past, turned over the wall, carrying a steaming white hoe, stuffed into his palm and said to himself: "Hungry, eat a **** and hungry."
Now... who is that, where is it...
He can’t find himself when he comes back, will he be in a hurry, or will he be relieved because his mother will never be beaten again?
Luo Fibres in the temple, screaming with tears of gradual drying, whispered: "Siyi Niangniang, I want to be with him. I am his wife... When we are in the church, there is no ceremonies next to you, you are a ghost. Master of ceremonies, I can’t manage people, but I also... I only have to talk to you...and tell you..."
She whimpered in tears, and the last voice in her throat: "I didn’t lie..."
I did not lie.
The snow is silent and the night is still.
On the second day, the townspeople who passed through the suburbs of the temple discovered the cold body of Luo.
The author has something to say:
Chu nightning: Don’t stop me, let me kill their whole family, and ask the Lord to count me!
Ink feeding fish: (a hug) The judge please calm down, the judge please go back to the judges!