Eighty bowl of soup (2)

After being sneaked by Guan Er once again, Qing Huan put down the basket in his hand with a thud, turned around and took a kitchen knife and chopped it on the table, staring at him coldly: "Guan Er, I will tell you again. If you touch me again, don't blame me for being rude to you. If I can't kill you, I can kill myself."

Her tone was very calm, but the seriousness in her words made people afraid to act rashly. Guan Er took back his hand and looked at her with a look: "I like you at first sight. My brother is dead. You might as well be my wife. I will treat you well."

She just glanced at him coldly, "I don't like you."

In fact, it was just one sentence, and he was really not worthy of it. Guan Er said: "If you don't think about me, I'll just change it!"

"Then don't open your mouth anymore, I'll shut up. My father lives not far away, and I don't need a second one yet."

He was so blocked that he couldn't speak. Such a big guy suddenly seemed like a kitten when he came to her. He didn't know where the little sister-in-law's delicate and weak came from. Guan Er coughed, "What else?"

"You're gasping, and I don't like it either."

"Simple, I'm not breathing...will you die?!"

Qinghuan looked at him and turned around to feed chickens outside. Guan Er followed him and knew that he was disliked. But whether he was a slut or a ghost, he fell in love with this delicate little sister-in-law and didn't want to let go at all. Even if she was mocked by her, she felt sweet in her heart. You know, when he glared outside, no one dared to speak. If he pulled another face down, many people would be scared to cry.

"Sister-in-law, you said, where do you want me to change? You can change whatever you say, I will listen to you."

Qing Huan chopped wild vegetables and poured them into the chicken pen with bran and water, as if he hadn't heard what he said, "What does it have to do with me if you love to change or not? I plan to be a widow for Guan Da and his wife for the rest of my life, and it has nothing to do with you."

There are many people who want to get involved in her body, but she doesn't like anyone else. She doesn't know whether Guan Er is good or not. She only knows that she doesn't have the idea of ​​believing in her body, nor does she have this impulse, and she doesn't want to ask people to point fingers behind her back.

Guan Er was about to protest when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door - saying that the knocking might be inappropriate, and it was more like smashing. Qinghuan put the water scoop and said, "Open the door."

Guan Er was called to her and had no temper at all, but that was not the case for the person who came to smash the door, so his face was extremely bad. As soon as the door opened, the person was scared to death. He narrowed his eyes and recognized him as Li Zheng and his wife. Although he hadn't seen each other for many years, Guan Er still recognized him. When his brother was admitted to the scholar, the two of them ran away and said a lot of nonsense, just to ask his brother to remember to repay him, because when the two brothers died in their early years, Li Zheng gave them a bowl of rice.

Too bad, the rice was so bad that the rice was fed by the main house. Guan Er was so hungry that he couldn't stand it. He wanted to steal food and was scolded for being scolded. He dared to lick his face and wanted to repay him. He didn't kill him with one punch.

"Is there something wrong?"

Li Zheng didn't expect Guan Er to come back. He and his wife came to find Qinghuan for fun, but they had never seen such a fierce little widow. The man in the village showed kindness to her, never looked at people, ignored him, and did not say anything. His son liked her, and I don't know how many times he had called her. This time, when his son had an accident, Li Zheng thought of Qinghuan, and he would rely on her, no matter what, but why was Guan Er who opened the door?

Seeing that Li Zheng was not answering, Guan Er hugged his chest impatiently: "Are you mute? I asked you!"

Li Zheng said stutteringly: "I, let's look for Widow Guan--"

"What do you want me to do?" Qinghuan washed his hands and followed her, her eyes colder than Guan Er. The two of them were fierce and the other was cold. They stood together for no reason, and they were inexplicably afraid of people. It was strange to say that Widow Guan was from an ordinary family. Even if she was a fairy descending to earth, it was a fact. No man could control her. It was enough to provoke her. But for some reason, her cold and frost-high look was different from the people in this village. So even if everyone fancied her in her heart, she still didn't dare to say a dirty word when she saw her, and didn't dare to say a blasphemous word.

She is her own god.

"My son..."

"What's wrong with your son? What's the relationship with me?" Qinghuan was still cold, "Oh, what happened to him being hung on the big willow tree at the entrance of the village? Maybe he's been doing too many unethical things and was punished. What do you want me to do? Can I let the damn person survive?"

He is aggressive and not afraid at all. She is not afraid of anything because she knows that even if she is afraid, there will be no change. Weak people will only be bullied, but tough people who are not afraid of death can protect themselves.

The lady Li Zheng was so angry that she almost rolled her eyes. Qinghuan curled the corners of her mouth. She rarely smiled, and she looked particularly good when she smiled. Guan Er was fascinated by her smile, and the villagers around her were also fascinated by her smile. But this smile was fleeting. "What kind of parents raises what kind of children, animals can only raise animals. It just happened to be abolished, and it was considered to be a disaster for the people. I was really unwilling to go to the county government to file a complaint, and the county magistrate knew that there was a small village under his rule, and there was a native emperor like you in it."

Guan Er was fascinated by her. The more cold she became, the stronger the desire in his heart, especially when she looked at people coldly, it was so beautiful! In order to follow the steps of the goddess, he lowered his head and said to the couple who fell to the ground and did not get up: "She married into the Guan family, that is my wife. Your son is a useless person. If you are not convinced, you can fight me on one side and dare to cause trouble for her. I will knock over your mom's ancestral grave with one punch!"

He is pretty, but very fierce, with sharp eyes like a wild beast. Who doesn't know that Guan Er is vicious. He dares to go to the mountains to hunt at the age of ten, and catch brown bears that old hunters dare not provoke. From then on, no one dares to provoke him in the ten miles of the countryside.

Guan Er followed Qing Huan into the house and turned around and smiled: "This door is open in the future. Whoever feels unhappy is here? I'm waiting for him."

He clenched his fists, and the villagers watching were scared away, and the couple in Lizheng were almost scared to death.

Qinghuan was indifferent. After feeding the chickens, she watered the green vegetables and green onions grown in the yard. Guan Er hurriedly ran over and took away the scoop of water from her hand, and said with a compliment: "Let me go, let me go."

How could someone not agree to help with the work? Qinghuan let go and did not give Guan Er the opportunity to touch his little hand. He went into the kitchen to prepare for cooking. Seeing this, Guan Er hurriedly finished watering and ran over to show his affection and insisted on burning her.

Take the bacon hanging under the eaves and cut it into slices, fry it in oil, and then stir-fry it with tender garlic sprouts. It is spicy and fragrant, and it is very delicious. Add some brown rice to the white rice, which is fragrant and soft. Cut a piece of pickled cucumber stored in winter and sprinkle sesame oil, then blanch a bowl of spinach and drip it in soy sauce, vinegar and spicy food, and lunch is ready.

Guan Er ate three big bowls of rice. Qinghuan guessed that he had a large appetite, but he didn't expect it to be so big. If the dishes were not enough, he stirred the rice and the soup. It still tasted good. While eating, he praised her for her good skills. Qinghuan thought to herself, do I still need you to praise her?

After cooking, she naturally couldn't wash the dishes. Guan Er was willing to take the bowl to wash. She carried the quilt out to dry, and was snatched away by Guan Er's work. She buried her face in her quilt and breathed in intoxicatedly. When Qinghuan saw it, she pulled his ears: "Don't dirty my quilt."

Guan Er came back yesterday and his clothes were torn. Qing Huan washed and dried him. He sat by the door to repair them little by little. The clothes were so bad that she was very difficult to repair. Guan Er was still making trouble. She was so annoyed that she drove him out of the house and asked him to go to the field to see. She was a weak woman who couldn't plant the land and lived by embroidery. The land was going to be deserted. Guan Er came back and it happened to be spring. It was always possible to cultivate some vegetables, so there was no need to buy them in the future.

At night, Guan Er came back sweating profusely and stood in the yard to take a shower with well water. He didn't even want any face. Even Qinghuan couldn't help but feel furious and dared not look at it. After the two of them had eaten, Guan Er returned to the room to sleep, she dared to lock the door and wipe her body - she didn't dare to wash it for too long, because in her opinion, Guan Er was no safer than those men who came in by climbing into the wall.

Even so, he took advantage of the loophole at night. Qinghuan was sleeping in a daze. After the quilt was lifted, Guan Er arched in, stripped her clothes naked, and said in her ear that she was very nice. She hated and angrily struggled. Kicking and scratching were useless, but he succeeded and was possessed by the strong and domineering. Qinghuan lay on the bed and bit the corner of the quilt. She had never cried after Guan Da died, but she knew that everything would be different after tonight.

Afterwards, Guan Er wanted to stay in her bed overnight, but she was driven away by her carelessness. In the darkness, there were only a pair of beautiful eyes that refused to fall with tears in their eyes. Guan Er was both painful and afraid, feeling sorry for her and was afraid that she would ignore him. He knew that he had done this, but if he didn't take her, when would she agree to follow him?

After being driven out, he was afraid that she would find a brief look, so he didn't go back to the room. He squatted at the door alone and dared not sleep. It was not until dawn the next morning that he heard the movement of getting up inside and he pleased the door and window: "Sister-in-law, I cook for you, don't be upset, can you come out to eat later?"

The response to him was a pillow flying towards him. In fact, it didn't hurt on his face. However, in order to ask his sister-in-law to relieve her anger, Guan Er pretended to be injured, but Qinghuan came over to pull the curtains and ignored him again.
Chapter completed!