The pretty widow is addicted to money, and the little wolfdog asks for a hug

"Oh? You also know that you are my father-in-law, my elder, right? You peeped at me bathing, took advantage of Ah Yin's absence to touch me, and just now when you were about to go to the woodshed to flirt with me, have you ever thought that you are my father-in-law, you are my elder? Humph, you should be struck by lightning! Shameless old fool! Ugly old bastard!"

Gu Qinghuai's eyes were sharp and he slammed the table so hard that Zhou Genchang shrank his shoulders in fear.

But Zhou Genchang was indeed cunning, and he knew how to make amends for himself and repair his image at the right time. So he pretended to be greatly insulted, stiffened his neck and shouted angrily: "Little bitch! Don't spit blood at me. I just went to the woodshed to see if you had escaped!"

He also said this to his eldest son. He believed that he could not lose face as a father, otherwise he would be embarrassed and would not be able to speak confidently in front of the younger generations.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Zhou Zhang's eyes widened in surprise.

Did her man just go into the woodshed?

She had seen her man's many little actions before, but it was not his fault, it was the little whore Gu who seduced him.

No decent girl would look like her! Slutty vixen!

Gu Qinghuai was disgusted by Zhou Genchang's sanctimonious appearance. She raised her hand and slapped him in the face, "You have the guts to do it but not the guts to admit it. You are indeed a filthy and greasy old man!"

Zhou Genchang was slapped so hard that he felt dizzy and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Old man! Sit down and start writing! If you don't want your son to become a eunuch, be obedient!"

After saying that, Gu Qinghuai once again stabbed the kitchen knife between Zhou Duojin's legs.

Zhou Duojin's roots almost touched the cold blade.

"Okay! Xue, Xue (Dad, write quickly, write!)" Although Zhou Duojin was mumbling, it was not difficult to tell from the frightened expression on his face when he looked at Zhou Genchang that he was urging Zhou Genchang.

"Mmm...Xue!" Zhou Zhang also glared at Zhou Genchang and twisted her body desperately like a struggling worm.

Even in a dream, her son cannot become a eunuch!

It’s not that Zhou Genchang doesn’t understand what the two mean, but he doesn’t want to let that bitch Gu succeed, so he wants to try again.

He looked at Zhou Liuya, who was standing aside and watching coldly, and coaxed her lovingly, "Yaya, I am your real father! You can't just watch outsiders bully our Zhou family."

Zhou Liuya showed a look of disgust on her face, walked up to him and slapped him in the face.

It’s not her fault. She is mute and cannot speak, so she can only use actions to reject her own father.

"You! You bastard, you lowly creature! How dare you hit your father? You unfilial daughter!" Zhou Genchang was so angry that his veins were bulging.

He couldn't imagine that the little girl who usually let him beat and scold her would dare to slap him in the face.

His face was swollen from being slapped by these two bitches.

Mrs. Zhou Zhang was so angry that her face turned blue, and her eyes were glaring as if she wanted to chop Zhou Liuya into pieces.

Little bitch, she should have been thrown into the piss bucket and drowned!

"You old beast! Are you going to write or not?!" Gu Qinghuai grabbed Zhou Genchang's hair, pulled it back violently, and slapped him on the face with a knife several times.

That posture is very similar to that of a female bandit in the mountains.

Zhou Liuya looked at her, her eyes shining like stars.

She likes this kind of second sister-in-law so much!

Even more majestic than the generals in New Year pictures!

Zhou Genchang picked up the brush with trembling hands.

Gu Qinghuai let go of his hair and read, "My son Zhou Duoyin died of exhaustion on May 4, the 19th year of Dingde. I feel deeply guilty. Duoyin was concerned about his posthumous wife and children. He left me a will in his dreams every night, asking me to set his wife Gu Qinghuai and his posthumous children free, and that we have nothing to do with each other in the future, whether rich or poor, life or death.

In addition, my youngest daughter Zhou Liuya has requested to sever her blood relationship with the Zhou family, and my wife Zhou Zhang and I have both agreed. From now on, poverty and wealth, birth, old age, sickness and death will have nothing to do with each other.

Founders: Zhou Genchang and Zhang Guiling of Zhou Zhang family.

June 15, the 19th year of Dingde. "

Zhou Genchang was a little confused. It was already late at night and it was clearly June 18th. Why did this little whore write the date as June 15th?

After Gu Qinghuai picked up the book and took a look at it, his eyes suddenly fixed and he slapped Zhou Genchang in the face again, "Old man! How dare you fool me! I learned to read when I was a child! If you don't want your son to become a eunuch, rewrite it quickly!"

Zhou Genchang thought that Gu Qinghuai could not read, so he wrote that Gu Qinghuai had to give them twenty taels of silver every year.

"The son must pay the price for the father's mistake!" Gu Qinghuai walked to Zhou Duojin with a sneer, picked up the stone pestle and smashed the second to last toe of his right foot.

Because the little toe was close, it was hit twice.

Zhou Duojin wailed miserably again. The severe pain made him sweat profusely and his body couldn't help but spasm.

It’s a pity that his mouth was blocked by the smelly socks, so he couldn’t make any loud moans.

There was a pool of bright red blood on the ground, which was shocking to the sight under the dim light.

Zhou Liuya was a little confused. How could the second sister-in-law not only hit one foot but also the other foot?

Gu Qinghuai looked at Zhou Duojin, his voice was calm, but it made people feel cold: "Zhou Duojin, this is not my fault. It's your father who is dishonest and caused you to break another toe. Your father doesn't care about you at all, otherwise, he wouldn't go against me even though he saw you were dying of pain.

If he does this again, I will castrate you and make you a eunuch. Then your wife will look down on you and fool around with other men; the whole Zhoujia Village, even Zhuting Town and Qinghe County, will laugh at you, calling you a eunuch, a corrupt husband, and a useless boy and girl. "

Zhou Duojin’s whole body began to tremble. He stared at his father with bloodshot eyes and wailed.

Damn old man! What are you doing!

Since I can't beat this little whore, what's wrong with giving in temporarily?

If this continues, he will become a eunuch!

He doesn’t want to be impotent, woooo…

Every time the young and strong men in the village get together, they like to compare their heights and sizes. If he becomes a eunuch, he will never be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life. It would be better for him to just die!

Gu Qinghuai read it again.

This time Zhou Genchang didn't dare to act up again and finished writing honestly.

Gu Qinghuai blew the ink dry, pinched the fingers of Zhou Genchang and Zhou Zhang respectively, and pressed their handprints.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for saving the second female compatriot! Rewards: a detoxification pill, a combat dagger, a huanghuali bed, two quilts, a bag of white flour, and the space volume is expanded to 8 cubic meters. ]

Gu Qinghuai looked at the space and found that it had indeed expanded a lot and was filled with things. Everything was in line with the characteristics of this era.

She was immersed in the joy of harvest when her head rang again.

[Congratulations to the host for saving the third female compatriot! Rewards: two sets of toiletries, a box of sanitary napkins, a box of tissues, a self-defense electric baton, a large water tank, a large bathtub, a copy of "The Complete Works of Herbal Medicines", and the space is expanded to 3 cubic meters.]

Why is there a third one?

Oh, and there is myself. If I save the original owner from the Zhou family, I can survive, so I am also one.

The rewards this time are really generous!

Moreover, they are all very practical things!

Gu Qinghuai's depression about not being able to beat or kill a woman dissipated a lot.