Yinxiao was eating roast chicken alone in the back garden. After eating, he sat on the wall, his long legs drooped, swinged and swung, and his hands supported the edge of the wall, which was also very slender.

He spent all his childhood in fighting, and all the warmth and happiness were given by Song Huiyue.

Amid a string of happy laughter at home, he looked around keenly, taking the acre of three-point land outside the corner gate into his eyes. Under his shock, even the dog was very aware of it and did not urinate at the wall.

After patrolling here, he jumped off the wall, looked at the front door, and then went back to the house to rest.

Lin Bobai was bored and guarded the gate. He brought a low stool for Yin Xiao, then a high stool, and placed the food on the high stool: "Eat, how long will it take to eat."

There is a bowl of rice piled up, and a pot of vegetables is also full.

Yin Xiao sat down and danced with chopsticks. He was the age of eating and became hungry after a while.

"You boy is lucky," Uncle Lin leaned on the recliner and sighed, "Mrs. Song is a good man, so you can eat it. If it were ordinary people, seeing that you had eaten so much, they would have driven you out long ago."

Yin Xiao nodded in his busy schedule, put the buckles on the rice, and stuffed them into his mouth to chew them.

Lin Bo slowly recalled the past: "If my grandson was still here, he would be about the same age as you. At that time, I was farming at home, and you knew how much tax you would have to pay. The big family in our village should not pay me so much of ten acres of land. I saw him drinking with the county magistrate."

He had said these words countless times, and Yin Xiao could recite whatever he wanted to say next.

Yin Xiao was not bothered, listened honestly, while eating meat with big stutters.

"Mr. Sun has a son. The little yanei was gambled indiscriminately and lost all the taxes. Magistrate Sun was so smart that we asked us to pay the tax for the second year in advance, called pre-collection. If we say that scholars are smart, we can think of it."

"I had been in advance for one year, but I had to advance for the third year in the second year. Xiao Yanei lost all his money again. County Magistrate Sun said that he would take the money for another two years. He thought I was digging gold in the field."

"If I don't give it to them, I will come to my house to rob it. My son hit the troupe with a hoe, arrested it and died in prison. His daughter-in-law remarried and his grandson drowned. Do you think I have a miserable life?"

Yinxiao nodded and continued to cook rice.

"Mrs. My wife's life is hard. This marriage is a mess. What will the eldest lady do in the future?"

After Yin Xiao finished his last bite of rice, he saw that Uncle Lin was still sad and didn't say anything. He put the bowls and chopsticks in the bamboo basket and placed them at the hanging flower door, waiting for Aunt Wu to pick them up.

Putting the two stools back in place, he practiced punches and kicks for another while.

He practiced until dark until he went to the kitchen to sweep the leftovers, jumped onto the roof, and saw Song Huiyue and Song Qinghui jumping.

The two aunts shook the rope one on the left and one on the right, and the rope was shaking unsteadily, turning the sprinkled moonlight into a silver-white light wheel.

Aunt Lin shouted: "Is it tall?"

Song Huiyue jumped lightly into the light, jumping out, and Song Qinghui clapped and cheered: "Gao!"

The ropes were not stopped, and the faster they were shaken, making it difficult to stare. Song Huiyue entered and out freely, which attracted Song Qinghui to applause.

His hands were slapped red, and he rushed forward eagerly. The two aunts quietly shook the rope slowly and asked him to jump.

Song Qinghui tripped, cried twice, got up and continued to jump until he jumped over. Only when Song Huiyue applauded him, he stopped happily.

With many smiling faces, Yin Xiao couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

The next day, Zhu Guangli sentenced the case, and the marriage letters of both parties were invalidated, and the Huang family hired funds to marry the Song family, Huang and Luo families.

No one from Luo and Song families showed up, only Xiao Chen and Luo Huiniang took Huang Wenqiu back from prison.

The people in Tanzhou City were talking about it, and they all thought the sentence was too light.

It would be fine if you elope at other times, but it was on the day of the wedding.

Even if Mrs. Song didn't hang herself, she would not have a good marriage if she married again.

Huang Wenqiu simply paid some betrothal gifts and got Luo Huiniang again, so he didn't get any loss. If all the men in the city learned from Huang Wenqiu, what's the use of wedding books?

The Luo family was even more shameful and happily married the Huang family.

Huang Wenqiu came home from prison, silently speaking, as if he had lost his soul, just staring at him in a daze.

Even when he was taking a shower and changing clothes, he was not allowed to go in and washed it alone for a long time.

Both women were worried about his reaction.

Luo Huiniang fed him the soup and said softly: "Wenqiu, don't be afraid. In the future, our family will live a good life. Life will definitely get better and better. I realized that it was Zhang Yanei who was helping us."

Huang Wenqiu didn't hear what she was saying at all. She just watched her mouth open and close, and her heart had fallen into hell.

He didn't know if he could still be considered a man, and he said silently in his heart: "Not a human, but a thing in the Xianggu Pavilion."

A man was prostitute and was beaten up by a hundred times, but Xianggu House was still repeatedly banned.

The men inside are like prostitutes, all things that are trampled on by others. If he is an ignorant man, he can still be vague. But he has been reading for so many years and has so many longings to make achievements.

I can't even fool myself.

Xiao Chen looked at Huang Wenqiu in panic and asked in a low voice: "Hui Niang, go to Lushan Temple tomorrow."

Luo Huiniang had nothing to say to this ignorant mother-in-law. She was silent for a moment and was about to answer when Huang Wenqiu suddenly spoke: "No."

He seemed to cheer up and smiled: "I'll have to rest for two days. When I get better, we will move out and move to Fuzhou. We will live a good life there and never mention Tanzhou again."

After saying that, he held Luo Huiniang's hand: "Hui Niang, thank you for your hard work."

Luo Huiniang's heart trembled, all unhappiness disappeared, and she swallowed even more: "A family, why are you talking about hard work?"

Xiao Chen nodded repeatedly: "It's good to go to Fuzhou, my wife is also a fair and enjoys the blessings of children and grandchildren."

Luo Huiniang was very pleased and was not tired anymore. She served Huang Wenqiu with all her energy. Huang Wenqiu asked to sleep alone in the study, and she also gave him some late-night snacks.

The lights in the study room went out, and no one responded when knocking on the door. Luo Huiniang shouted softly: "Wenqiu?"

No one responded, she turned around and wanted to leave, but she was worried and asked the maid to open the door. The maid pushed the door, and then a scream broke through the night.

There were two legs swinging around in the air in the room.

Huang Wenqiu was unable to overcome this hurdle in the end.

The news also reached Zhang Xuting's ears. Zhang Xuting had never made such twists and turns, and lost control on the spot and smashed a set of decisive porcelain.

He gritted his teeth and asked Zhan Shizhao: "Does Tanzhou defeat me?"

Zhan Shizhao thought to himself that it might be Mrs. Song who defeated you.

Zhang Xuzing sighed again: "The best strategy is not good, nor the worst strategy is not good. It seems that there is only the worst strategy. Let's act tonight. All the tails outside must be cleaned up. At the same time, act and don't give people a chance to react."

Zhan Shizhao said: "I will go to the Wu'an army to transfer people now."
Chapter completed!