Aunt Gong Jian raised her head and carefully checked her man's face and eyes again and again, and finally confirmed that her man had not lied this time. After confirming that there was nothing, Aunt Gong Jian felt that she had been hurt both physically and mentally.
Blow. My body had just been beaten several times by my own man, and now I feel pain all over my body when I move. The disappointment and sadness in my heart are beyond words.
At this time, Uncle Gong Jian completely fainted from crying and fell to the floor of the room. Seeing her crying like this, Uncle Gong Jian's mood did not improve at all. He turned his head with a depressed face, not wanting to look at the crazy Gong over there.
Auntie Jian.
If possible, he would also like to find a place to cry loudly at this time. After all, he and his wife have been planning it for so long and spent the whole night. What is the purpose of it?
Could it be that they went to Gong Jian’s house just to take the trouble to visit their empty tile-roofed houses?
Thinking of those tile-roofed houses, Uncle Gong Jian couldn't help but think. The only people who could live in such good tile-roofed houses in the village, apart from the few large houses that his family directly inherited from his parents, were the village chief's family.
I've gone to the tile-roofed house.
The value of those tile-roofed houses in the village is not low. If you can get those tiled houses and resell them, they will probably be worth more than ten taels of silver.
But soon, Uncle Gong Jian's mood, which had just been a little high, immediately fell down again. He remembered the warning given to him by the old village chief.
At that time, he only briefly mentioned that he wanted to go in and take a look at Gong Jian's house, but the old village chief wouldn't let him do it. What's more, the house was originally in his brother's name. Even if he really wanted to
Even if the house is sold, the money will not come to you.
This road was impassable, and Uncle Gong Jian's plan failed again. He took it back even more disappointed, looking at Gong Jian's small courtyard. When he turned his head, he saw Gong Jian who was still crying there.
Auntie, he shouted impatiently: "Okay, you stupid bitch, you know how to shout, why don't you get up and cook. You want me to starve to death."
Hearing Uncle Gong Jian's roar, Mrs. Gong Jian, who had been hiding her face and crying, immediately stopped there. She didn't dare to cry anymore, but the pain just now made her unable to stop immediately and could only stay stuck.
There, Aunt Gong Jian immediately started crying and burping.
She really didn't have much thought to make breakfast now, but her man was already on the verge of rage, and she didn't dare to provoke him anymore.
Now Auntie Gong Jian knows that even if her man has an ankle injury, it would be easy for him to beat her up.
So she endured the constant pain in her body, slowly got up, and walked out of the room with difficulty. She now felt that she was like a walking zombie, and could only numbly execute some simple commands.
So Aunt Gong Jian went to the kitchen, simply boiled a pot of water, sprinkled a few handfuls of cornmeal into it casually, and didn't care how the porridge turned out. She took out a pickle from the pickle jar next to it and put it in.
in the bowl, and then she sat beside the stove, mechanically filling the bowl with firewood, and began to feel dazed.
She still couldn't believe it. She had already thought that she had seen hope. As long as she took some silver from Gong Jian's house, her family's life would get better. The most important thing was that her man would no longer hold on to Yao.
He refused to let go of the matter of selling the three acres of land privately.
And when she has some spare money, she will be able to support her parents' family, so that her elder brother and sister-in-law will not grow further apart from her. Without the support of her parents' family, her future life will only become more difficult.
But now, she feels that life is dark and there is no light in front of her eyes. How good she originally thought was, but now she is so disappointed.
Aunt Gong Jian once again recalled the actions she had with her man yesterday. Although she had been mainly waiting for her man outside the door, she was sure that when her man came out of Gong Jian's yard, he had something on his hand.
There is nothing on him.
Thinking of coming here, Aunt Gong Jian's eyes suddenly lit up. She remembered that although from the appearance, her man did not get anything from Gong Jian's house, but if the thing was particularly small, it was hidden by her man.
It's in my clothes.
Aunt Gong Jian said to herself in her heart, no, we can't let this old man swallow the food by himself. So she no longer cared about the porridge still burning in the pot, got up and walked towards the room.
Aunt Gong Jian really couldn't believe it. There was nothing in Gong Jian's house. She would rather believe that her husband had hidden valuables behind her back than that she and her husband had spent the whole night in vain.
Therefore, it is normal for Uncle Gong Jian to think this way. Rather than saying that she thinks this is the case, it is more of a psychological suggestion.
Anyway, she quickly walked back to the room she had struggled to leave just now, and as soon as she entered the door, she found that Uncle Gong Jian was still half-lying on the bed as before.
Hearing the noise, Uncle Gong Jian half-opened his lowered eyes and saw that it was his stupid wife who came in. He said angrily: "Why did you come in? Breakfast is ready so soon?"
Only then did Aunt Gong Jian realize that she had hurriedly walked into the house without any reason. How could her man let her go so easily? It was common for her to get slapped a few times if things went wrong.
At this time, Aunt Gong Jian quickly started thinking about excuses and how she could find a reasonable reason why she was here now.
Before Uncle Gong Jian became impatient, she finally spoke hesitantly: "Well, when, the head of the house, yes, it's like this, the porridge has been cooked. In a while, you can have breakfast. I, this is not what I want to do.
"Here, take this moment to help you change out of these clothes and wash them. You, after all, you climbed up and down yesterday and took up a lot of dust."
Hearing what she said, Uncle Gong Jian, who was sitting on the bed, looked at this stupid woman with some confusion. When would she actually offer to wash his clothes? This stupid woman usually wouldn't do it unless she scolded her.
He reluctantly went to wash the clothes he had changed out of. He had never seen this woman take the initiative to do this job.
Unconsciously, Uncle Gong Jian wanted to turn around and look at the sky outside. Did the sun rise from the east today? Or maybe this stupid woman suddenly became enlightened after being beaten by him and knew that she had to work hard.
But no matter what, Uncle Gong Jian was very busy last night, and he was also very excited and disappointed. He indeed sweated a lot. When he first came back, his attention was not on this aspect. (To be continued)