"Young man, are you the only one living here?"

The old man "looked" around the yard with his eyes closed.

The yard was a little messy, and the stone table in the yard was violently chopped into several pieces with an ax.

The middle-aged man nodded with a naive face, "My old lady died a few years ago, so I am here."

The middle-aged man took the water ladle, scooped a ladle of water in the full water tank, and handed it to the old man with both hands.

Seems like a nice guy who respects his elders.

The old man smiled slightly, took a sip of the water ladle handed by the middle-aged man, and then returned the water ladle.

"The old man can tell fortunes?" The middle-aged man glanced at the cloth that the old man was holding, his eyes dimly lit up.

"Yes!" The old man nodded neatly, "What do you want to measure, young man?"

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands, his face suddenly turned red, and after a long while he said in a low voice, "Marriage test, can the old man know?"

The old man nodded slightly, "There are many people who test marriage, and I am quite skilled at the old man!"

"Then the old god, help me take a look! Let's see when my mother-in-law can marry back!" The middle-aged man looked at the old man with a look of surprise, and hurriedly stretched out his hand in front of the old man.

The old man glanced down, then pinched his fingers for a few counts, and looked up at the middle-aged man lazily, "If the old man's calculations are good, the young man has had a wife!"

"Alas!" The middle-aged man sighed, "Yes! But that woman didn't get beat up! I just moved my hands a little, and I can't stand hanging!"

In the middle-aged man's tone, he didn't hear any remorse at all, but rather regretted that the last daughter-in-law was too fragile.

The middle-aged man looked very simple and honest, but what he said was not flattering.

"You don't regret it?" The old man shook his head slightly, then pointed to the defeated courtyard, "Do we still have the conditions to marry another daughter-in-law?"

The middle-aged man shook his head in confusion, "I can't afford it! My family can't afford betrothal gifts."

The old man asked again, "Don't you regret being bad to your daughter-in-law? If you treat your daughter-in-law with respect, you wouldn't be alone now, would you?"

The middle-aged man stared at the old man with wide eyes, with a simple and honest look on his face, "Respect each other like a guest? Impossible! My father beat my mother since she was a child! Women marry into their in-laws to suffer!"

The middle-aged man seems to be talking about a very common phenomenon. His inherent concept is that men should beat women, and women come to their in-laws to be cows and horses, and they come to suffer.

"Ha!" The old man snorted coldly, "Then what are you going to do now? Are you still alone? In the future, you will be lonely and lonely, and no one will find out if you die at home!"

The middle-aged man smiled honestly, "How is that possible! I'm a man, and a man should be served by a woman, but it really doesn't work. I see a good-looking woman on the street, so I'll grab it for her! I'll see if she dares to be me. daughter in law!"

The middle-aged man had a natural tone, completely unaware that his behavior was wrong!

A woman's reputation is extremely important, and the middle-aged man is planning to ruin his reputation, so that girls must marry him!

The middle-aged man has already figured it out. When the time comes, he secretly approaches the girl he likes, and then suddenly stretches out his hand to take her hand. In this case, the girl can only marry him!

"What kind of girl does that guy like?" The old man showed a trace of disdain on his face, and glanced at the torn stone table.

"I like those who look weak and handsome! It's better to be able to bear the beating!" The middle-aged man said this, with a trace of regret on his face, "Unfortunately, I have been watching it on the street for a long time, and I have never seen it like this. The girl! I don’t know when the capital will come to a girl who I look at!”

The old man sighed again, and then placed the tattered bag he was carrying on the torn stone table. He opened the bag and asked, "Why is the table at home cracked?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the cracks in the stone table, and said honestly, "My last wife was disobedient, I got angry, and I cut her with an axe, but she didn't cut it, but it hit the table. I was angry that the table was not in the right place, so I just A few more axes!"

The old man asked while looking for something in the baggage, "Don't you know that if you do too many bad things, you will be punished?"

"Damn! I didn't do anything bad! I'm—"

The middle-aged man's simple and honest voice stopped hoarsely, his eyes widened, he looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief, and stretched out his hand to touch his neck.

As a result, before touching his neck, his body fell to the ground involuntarily.

Plop.

A simple and honest "honest man" closed his eyes, blood dripping from his neck.

The old man sighed, wiped the bloody dagger with the "honest man"'s clothes, and put the dagger back in the bag.

"Don't blame me, if you want to blame you, you will offend the nobles in the future. This old man is also doing the right thing for heaven!"

While talking, the old man picked up the shovel from the corner, pinched his fingers for a few counts, closed his eyes and "looked" at the yard, finally picked a spot and started digging.

"This is a good location!" The old man muttered while digging, "Because the old man found such a good place for you, just rest your eyes!"

The old man dug for a while, and suddenly the shovel hit something hard. The old man bent down and looked at the half-white bones that had just been dug out, and shook his head gently.

The old man's shovel was slightly skewed, and he dug up again next to the bone, and he smiled, "You have company!"

The old man was busy for an hour, and when it was getting dark outside, he patted the soil on his body and left the small yard with a banner that he "had no choice".

The yard was in a mess. In addition, there was a new piece of soil that had been turned over. People had stepped on the soil a few times. The chickens and ducks in the yard were released from their cages.

The chickens and ducks didn't know that their master was buried below, and they stood on the Xintu side and pulled a few pieces of shit.

――――

In the early morning, Bai Lian changed into men's clothes early, dressed in white, and looked elegant as a young man.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in." Bai Lian tied up her hair while speaking to the people outside.

The maid, Qiu Ming, came over with a basin of water, saw Bai Lian stunned for a moment, and then quickly changed her mind and called out to the young master, "Little - young master."

Bai Lian nodded slightly, "Put it there!"

"Yes!" Qiu Ming put the water aside, saluted, and then slowly stepped back.

Bai Lian took a shower, and as soon as she went out, she saw Xie Yu in men's clothing.

Xieyu's face was cold and cold, dressed in black, and exuded the breath of strangers.

"morning!"

A faint smile appeared on Xie Yu's cold face, and she nodded slightly at Bai Lian.

"Morning!" Bai Lian smiled.

"Xiao Bai, morning!"

As soon as Xieyu came over, Luo Gonghua received the news and came over without stopping.

Luo Gonghua is also dressed in white, Luo Gonghua's clothes are slightly messy, it looks like he just got up, and his hair is not tied.

"Morning!" Bai Lian looked at Luo Gonghua's messy clothes, the corners of her mouth twitched.

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