MTL - The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort-Chapter 2 New Year's Eve
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Three blue-walled red-walled houses, the thick farmhouse was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the **** dog who was watching the house went to the door, lazily eating a broken bone in the bowl, and it seemed to be cold and cold. Retracted into the nest.
It was the New Year's Eve, with colorful autumn paintings on the doorway, and three big red fat lanterns hanging from the eaves. The sound of firecrackers came from outside, and the people in the house smiled, meeting the time of the New Year's Eve. Although it is a farmer's dish, it also pays attention to the eight major pieces, such as savory savory, spicy cardamom steamed squid, Lafayette braised pork, tea cigarette smoked chicken, cigar silk, mutton dumplings, praying shrimp, Sixi meatballs, golden jade Full house. There is a pot of mellow sorghum wine next to it, and it is obvious that the host family is rich.
At the same time, the most remote courtyard in the farmhouse was cold and clear, and the only room in the house, the candlelight in the house was dark, and it seemed to be extinguished soon.
A tall, stilted young girl sat in front of the house and carefully added firewood to the brazier. The house was small and the fire basin was filled with firewood, and a pungent smoke was immediately emitted.
Another petite little cockroach rushed over and took the chopped fan on the ground and carefully fanned it. "The forsythia, you are careful, the girl is not very good, what should I do?"
Forsythia licked his mouth and looked angry and angry, but still suppressed the voice: "I hope that there is no smoke. Today I went to find the Lan family, not to mention the silver charcoal, which is the ordinary charcoal block. She is good, push I said that these days are very expensive, there is no charcoal in the warehouse. I am! Who is this, such as this year, how can there be no charcoal in the family, nothing more than a bully, if not now the girl is still sick, do not dare to worry her I don't smoke her mouth!"
"You..." The fan sighed with a sigh: "You also accept the temper, the family is deceiving too much, but now we are also under the roof, people have to bow, you really have a dispute, the loss is still a girl ""
Forsythia looked at her with disdain: "White, I really don't know how timid you are. What kind of identity is this family, what is the identity of our girl, no matter what happens to the girl, according to the identity of the girl, I can't let it These inferiors are bullying!"
Bai Hao shook his head: "You and I are all girls' shackles. Do I not want girls to be good? It’s just that Beijing is not coming to the news. I don’t know when the girl is going to stay here. It’s a short day, but you can see it now. In the fourth year, the lord can have a bad guy to ask. If it is going to live for a long time, you will argue with them, and finally the girl who suffers."
Forsythia didn't make a sound, and for a long while, he said lowly: "Is it so that people can't be bullied?"
The white sigh only whispers.
The house was in a state of silence, and only the firewood blew in the fire. Two fans from the fan, no one noticed that the person on the bed had woken up.
Jiang Wei has been waking up for a while. The conversation between Bai Yu and Forsythia has naturally entered her ears. She woke up from the couch three days ago. She found that she had returned to her ten years ago. A spring dream in the afternoon, only she knows that the **** sea enmity is not a dream can be dissipated. Since God gave her a chance to come back, she will accept it unceremoniously and make good use of it.
Three days ago, she woke up from the couch. Bai Yu and Forsythia were greatly relieved. After falling into the water, Jiang Wei had been in a coma for more than ten days. The doctor had said that he could not return to the sky. Zhang Lan’s family even went out to inquire about the coffin. Who knows she woke up again. Forsythia held her hand and cried a lot, saying that God blessed, but Jiang Yan picked up his eyes.
Once I die, the past generations have not disappeared, but I remember very clearly. Four years ago, my mother died, and the Taoist priests who came to the house at the glance had figured out that her character was extremely hard. Kefu Kemu was really the life of a lonely star. Jiang Quanben wanted to send her into the temple, a green light ancient Buddha. It was Chiang Susu who squatted down and asked for grievances. Jiang Quan changed his mind and sent her to the village of Zhuangzi. Because of this, Jiang Wei has always had a gratitude to Jiang Susu, and now wants to come here, being bullied here, all thanks to the mother and daughter of Chiang Susu.
Zhuangzi handed over to Zhang Lan’s family to take care of it. Zhang Lan’s greed was extremely fierce, and he did not even refer to Jiang’s insults on weekdays. Zhang Lan’s husband, Chen Fu, is a lazy, gambler who drinks alcohol all day. The two men have one son and one daughter. The son Chen Zhao is very lascivious. Her daughter Chen Fang is so mean. When she came to Chiang Kai-shek, she brought a lot of jewelry and jewelry, not falling into the hands of Zhang Lan, or being cheated by Chen Fang. More than a dozen days ago, Jiang Yan accidentally fell into the water, because Chen Zhao moved her hand to the side of the pond. Jiang Wei was insulted and jumped into the water. Chen Zhao saw a fuss and fled, and after the foreclosure and the white screaming people came to save Jiang Wei, Jiang Wei was already unconscious.
It was the winter lunar month, the pool water was cold and bitter, and in the past few years, Jiang Lan’s body became weaker and weaker under Zhang Lan’s harshness, and it was as bad as the wind and cold, and immediately became seriously ill.
Jiang Wei remembered very clearly that when she woke up, she didn't get up early. When she woke up, she fell to the root of the disease. What's more important is that there was a rumor in the outside world. She said that she would seduce men at a young age. Actively seduce Chen Zhao into the water. I want to come to Zhang Lan's handwriting. Instead, I push all the sewage to her. In the name of this basin of sewage, Jiang Yan’s appearance in the future will only fall into the name of a demon girl.
Now that she wakes up early, the wind and the wind have not yet been heard. I think Zhang Lan hasn’t thought of it yet, but she can send her a New Year’s greeting. Going through this insulting Zhuangzi, there is no future. After four years, she was sent to the palace as a chess piece, which she could not bear. It was not her purpose to be bargained by others, and she had to pay for anything. Chen Zhao was the first to open the knife.
Jiang Yan looked out the window, the sound of firecrackers outside the house was faint, and only three people were more deserted.
She slowly sat up, and she heard the sound of her getting up. She stood up and greeted her. She said, "When the girl woke up, could there be any discomfort?"
Jiang Yan shook his head: "When is it now?"
"It’s about time." Bai said.
Forsythia put the fan down: "The girl is hungry? The slaves go to the kitchen to eat."
Most of the ladies who are raised on Zhuangzi are guilty of sin, but they are the masters after all. Unless they are taken care of, they will not be so stumbling, and they will not be able to match them. It’s really thought-provoking that the 30-year meal was not delivered early.
Jiang Wei had not answered yet, and he heard the door rang. A crisp voice was outside: "Girl, slave, to send the New Year's Eve."
A forsythia, Jiang Weidao: "Come in." The door screamed, coming in from a very festive gimmick, holding a food basket in his hand, laughing and yelling: "Lan 婶婶 commanded the slave to send Eat, the girl also eats."
When he saw Chiang Kai-shek for a long time, he was unmoved, and he was looking down. He was seeing a sigh of emotion in Chiang Kai-shek. He turned his head and smiled slightly.
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