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Chapter 199 Back (2)

The young woman was sitting by the small river. There were flowers and plants on the bank, butterflies fluttering, bees chasing each other, and fish making waves. It was such a wonderful world. Although the scenery was pleasant, she felt depressed in her heart. Even though there were thousands of customs,

Lifeless.

Married to such a husband, life is full of life, other people's husbands are handsome, but my own husband is a thin man. Not only does he not understand the charm, but he doesn't even know how to be jealous. In order to survive, he can give himself up to him.

Such a woman! For such a man, and she still wants to be his wife, it’s really God’s blindness, and it’s fate that manipulates people.

Sitting by the small river in such a depressed mood, while the river flows eastward and rushes through the vast sky and earth. Seeing that the sky is already dusk, I look around, where is my return? I am speechless for a moment. The only thing I can hear is the gurgling of the water.

Holding the smallest flower, gone in a hurry, never to return.

I hate that there is not a strong man in the world. He is sitting next to me right now, leaning against each other, so intimate. If he can stay together like this for a hundred years, when he goes to the west, he will also be smiling. However, Shang is by his side at this time.

What is there? It's just the cold wind beside the small river, nothing more than one or two small ruthless clouds on the horizon. What else is there? There is nothing.

The young woman thought of her mother at this time. She was really horribly vicious. There were thousands of men in the world, but how could she be left with such an unworthy thing that matched her face as beautiful as the moon? At this time, in her heart

She kept cursing her mother. No, as a mother, how could she curse? She still cursed the mud by the river, and by the way, she also cursed the beautiful flowers swaying in the wind. But she must not curse her mother.

!

At this time, I scolded someone in my heart for a while. I was quite distressed for a while. I felt that marrying such a husband would not be better than marrying this small river. Yes, when the weather turns hot and the heat is unbearable, I jump in

The river can cool me down for a while. But what did my husband bring me? It seems like nothing. Could it be that God meant that he should take care of this frail man instead of others protecting him? Who knows.

The river gradually swelled. Because of the rain, the rain kept washing on both sides of the river. A lot of sand and stones were rolled into the river. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared again. If you were like those sand and stones, then you would be brave

Okay, I don’t know anything anymore, I don’t know this boring sky, I don’t know my husband’s thin body and that disgusting cough.

But, how is this possible? It can't be done, it can't be done. The rain is chaotic and ruthless at this time. It sprinkles on the ground and makes some splashes, but it doesn't look good. No matter how hard you try, this posture will not work.

It doesn't look good.

At this moment, I heard someone calling me. I must have heard it wrong. On this rainy day, besides the shrill sound of the rain, what else could I hear? I couldn't hear anything. What I heard in my heart was...

It's nothing more than the sound of Uncle Feng sitting in his hut and being a drunken scoundrel. What else is there? No, nothing.

Uncle Feng, no matter how old he is, he is still so boring. Could it be that romance is also an old guy? The young woman thought in her heart, if it were not for Uncle Feng, she could still live her life without having to wear clothes inconveniently.

, you won’t have to step out of your hut to be fashionable and wear a pair of tattered trousers.

As soon as Uncle Feng arrived, his life was already overwhelmed, but there was nothing he could do about it. Yes, what could he do to him? Besides, his husband had also beaten someone, and now someone came to seek revenge. This was a godsend.

I mean, can you blame others?

The young woman was sitting by the river at this time, facing the eastward flowing water, feeling confused, as the night was like. The lights in twos and threes were lit up, and the lights flickered, and seemed to be blown away by the wind, and stayed in the river for a while.

The only person beside me is myself again.

A rope appeared for no reason by the river. Although the rope was long and I knew where it was hanging, it was really nice to look at it under the moonlight. Why did a rope appear in the sky? What on earth was it hanging on?

Where is it? I don’t know, and I don’t want to ask.

This rope is good. In the moonlight, you can see that the rope is still shining. At this time, I felt very depressed, so I walked towards the rope. I touched it and found that this rope was really good. I felt it in my hand.

It was like touching my mother's face. With just such a gentle touch, all the terror, all the helplessness and pain disappeared.

However, for some reason, my intuition told me that I must not touch this rope, even though it smelled like a faint fragrance. Yes, under the moon, the rope gradually turned into a snake, a snake with patterns.

snake.

The young woman closed her eyes and didn't dare to look anymore. Not only did she not dare to look, but she also didn't want to stay by the river anymore. At this time, she kept walking along the river bed with no purpose and no idea of ​​the direction. But it wasn't like this.

As I walked, I felt uncomfortable, and even wanted to hit others, but I couldn't hit others. The only one I could hit was my own child.

The heavy rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the little flowers on the roadside have all fallen down in the rain, or it is unknown whether they may die forever. Walking by the river in extreme loneliness, the young woman's mood is still the same, with no hope or fear. At this time, she really hopes

I met Uncle Feng and sat with him.

However, what appeared in front of him was not Uncle Feng, but his husband, that thin, coughing little husband. Of course, compared with those widows who were kicked out of the house by their husbands for no reason, I

He is quite lucky. Although he is just such a thin man standing in front of him.

"It's raining heavily, let's go home," the thin man said.

The young woman lowered her head and looked around. The world was in chaos, with only the miserable wind howling. Where could there be a home? But if she didn't follow this thin man back, she would wander by the river for no reason. If she met a ghost,

, what will happen then?

I had no choice but to follow this thin man back, and what was waiting for me? There was no delicious food, and no intoxicating smile. What was waiting for me was only Uncle Feng, and my husband was afraid of being beaten by Uncle Feng.

, the reason why he came back to me at this time was just to survive. Yes, when Uncle Feng's legs and feet were inconvenient, what did his husband do to him? Can he blame Uncle Feng at this time?

I absolutely shouldn’t have beaten Uncle Feng, but was it his husband who beat Uncle Feng? At this time, the thin man walked in front, and the young woman followed behind, each other walking slowly towards their hut, even though it was obvious that

Knowing that Uncle Feng was waiting in his house, he still had to go there.


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