70 Space: Dress up as a heroine and marry a rough guy

Ji Qingran smiled lightly.

Very good, looks can be deceiving.

The door curtain was opened with a swipe, and Zhu's mean face appeared at the door.

"Little whore, stop lying on the bed! Go to the ground and have a meal."

Ji Qingran thought for a moment, then sat up as she asked, put on her shoes and got out of bed.

Zhu's mother snorted coldly, put down the curtain and went to the kitchen.

Ji Qingran exposed the wound on her forehead, which was a cut extending to her hairline.

When she took a shower just now, she deliberately did not clean the affected area. There were so many good medicines in the space that this scar was nothing.

The blood on it was scabbed because it hit a dirt wall, and there was a lot of mud and dust on his forehead.

The blood and mud were mixed together, looking miserable and embarrassing.

Ji Qingran adjusted her expression, with fear and panic on her face, and moved out of the house timidly.

A large khaki square table is placed in the middle of the main room, with bamboo stools in each direction.

Sitting on the inside side was an old man in his fifties.

Thin, dark, and short in stature, she is exactly the same as Zhu’s mother.

He raised his head and looked at Ji Qingran, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Ji Qingran instantly understood that this old man Zhu was definitely not a kind person.

"Hey, wife, wife..."

Next to the old man was a man in his thirties with an unkempt beard and hair as messy as a chicken coop.

There was so much eye mucus in the corner of his eyes, and the most disgusting thing was that he had two long tubes of snot that would slurp away whenever he spoke.

Ji Qingran's throat trembled, and she finally controlled herself without spitting it out.

She doesn't discriminate against fools.

The benevolence of doctors is what her grandfather taught her since she was a child.

Teachers in schools also often emphasize the need to treat patients with care

Treat everyone equally and never look down upon them.

But this Zhu Ergou is really not a good person.

On the day he first arrived, he was locked in the room by Zhu's mother and old man Zhu because he stabbed someone.

He was mentally ill, but extremely cruel. He often had a knife dangling in his hand, and would stab anyone who dared to speak loudly to him. The more blood he shed, the louder he laughed.

These were mentioned when the original body was lying down when the villagers came to settle accounts with Old Man Zhu.

But Zhu Ergou is a fool. Even if he is stabbed, the villagers can't do anything to him.

When the trouble got serious, Mrs. Zhu would also deliberately instigate her son to go to the villagers' homes to cause trouble, which made people miserable.

This Zhu Ergou is a scourge in Zhumiao Village, and the Zhu family and his wife are his accomplices.

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law..."

Zhu Ergou stretched out his black hand toward Ji Qingran, wanting to touch her face.

Ji Qingran turned aside and hid.

The less he is allowed to do anything, the more Zhu Ergou will do.

He stood up and rushed towards Ji Qingran who was sitting opposite.

Ji Qingran ran around the table holding a half bowl of porridge with no rice grains in it.

Zhu Ergou thought Ji Qingran was playing with him and became even more excited.

Old man Zhu slapped his chopsticks onto the table with a "pop" sound.

Zhu's mother's curses followed immediately.

"Little bitch, you are the dog's wife. If he touches you, why are you running away?"

"Stand there properly, don't move, let him touch you!"

Think beautiful!

Ji Qingran's eyes flashed with amusement.

She deliberately slowed down and waited for Zhu Ergou to come over.

When he got close, Ji Qingran stumbled and fell sideways.

Zhu Ergou shouted "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law" and stretched out his hand.

Laji Qingran.