The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

The village chief contacted several families on Liang Xiaoyan's side, but the men were embarrassed and made various excuses to shirk their responsibilities. Even the Zhang family members were no longer willing to get involved in this matter.

The confrontation between the Zhang family's elders and Liang Xiaoyan made many members of the Zhang family dislike this woman.

Of course, the most important reason is Zhang Yiju’s current situation. If Liang Xiaoyan wants to save his life, it would be a bottomless pit.

Everyone is afraid to show kindness, and the result is that they are pestered by others, who come to borrow money or food for no reason.

It is said that kind people are often bullied and good horses are often ridden. We are all farmers who make a living from the fields, and none of them lives a very good life.

The money and food at home have always been tight, so we would never want to give them away for free to others.

The village chief was also helpless, but the death was the most important thing, and as the head of the village, he couldn't just sit back and do nothing.

With no other choice, he had to go to Zhang Yiming with a thick face.

Seeing the village chief come in, Zhang Yiming seemed to know the purpose of his visit. If it were in the past, he would definitely ignore him. After all, the whole village had witnessed how his aunt and good cousin treated their family.

But things are different now. Seeing someone you hate suffer such a miserable end, it is certainly not wrong to add insult to injury, but it is also not wrong to pretend to be merciful.

"Okay, I have to call you aunt anyway. Now my good cousin is missing limbs and has to implicate Miss Liang. If we don't help, it would be a bit unreasonable."

Zhang Yiming agreed readily, but his mother was a little reluctant and pulled him from behind, "With so many uncles around, there's no need for a young man like you to take care of things."

What's more, although Zhang Yiyu is not dead yet, he is no different from being dead.

In the village, Liang Xiaoyan has been recognized as a widow-to-be. If there is no elder to take care of it, it would be embarrassing for her brother-in-law to go over and help spread the word.

Who knows, it might even affect her son's future marriage.

If he can help, he will help. If his mother doesn't want him to go, Zhang Yiming doesn't care. He spread his hands to the village chief and said, "I think what my mother said makes sense."

Village chief: “…” You might as well have refused from the beginning. Who are you kidding?

Fortunately, Zhang Yiming behaved a little bit and his mother was very happy. After thinking about it for a while, she relaxed and said, "After all, they are relatives. No matter if it is not good for us, you can't go alone. Other members of the Zhang family must be there."

"Then Xiao Shunzi and Erluzi, I'll go talk to them." Zhang Yiming said as he picked up the hoe at the door and walked out.

The village chief was extremely helpless because of this mother and son. It was really unique that they could do whatever they wanted.

Zhang Yiming was about to leave the yard, but when he saw that the village chief hadn't moved yet, he urged him, "Village chief, if you don't leave, my aunt will get into trouble if she finds out."

After all, although his mother's temples are already gray, she still has charm, and most importantly, she is still a widow.

This is why he has been idle and become a scoundrel in recent years and no one dares to mess with him. Otherwise, there would be so much trouble in front of this widow's door...

Alas, when he thought of his past life with his mother, and then thought of that Miss Liang, he couldn't help but sigh.

It cannot be said that they share the same suffering, but it can be said that Miss Liang is even more miserable than his mother. After all, he was already ten years old when his father passed away. Although he could not support the family, he was still a grown man and could still be of some use.

But the little bean sprout in Miss Liang's belly...

Zhang Yiming curled his lips. It was true that his cousin had done a lot of harm to others, and he was ruined at such an inappropriate time.

No matter how much Zhang Yiming felt sorry for Liang Xiaoyan, Liang Xiaoyan herself was happy with what happened.

While she was washing Zhang Yiju's body, she was humming a little tune, and it was obvious that she was in a very good mood.

"I've been flipping through several books and it's giving me a headache, but I did pick out a few characters. Boyuan, Wenzeng, which one sounds better?"

Zhang Yiju seemed to be still sober at this moment, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Liang Xiaoyan didn't bother to pay attention and continued to mutter to herself: "Liang Boyuan, Liang Wenzhen, I still think Boyuan is better."

“Ahhh…” Zhang Yiju’s pupils shrank noticeably, and he struggled to utter some inharmonious syllables.

Liang Xiaoyan raised her hand and slapped him: "You'd better stay quiet and wait for death. Don't make trouble for me. If you annoy me, I don't mind turning you into a human pig."

For Zhang Yiju, who already had one arm and one leg missing, such words were even more unacceptable to him than asking his son not to have the surname Zhang. His mouth opened and closed, making a long breath.

Liang Xiaoyan felt that this Zhang Yiyu was most likely scolding her, but she didn't mind. She even liked seeing this man reach such a point, feeling frustrated and helpless.

When she was almost done washing, she picked up the wooden basin and went out. When she reached the door, she seemed to remember something and said, "Oh, your mother will be buried in the next two days. I will send you off after the village is done with this. Just bear with me."

After saying that, she hummed a little tune and walked away, leaving Zhang Yiju staring at her back with resentment on his face.

However, that afternoon, the village chief came to inform Liang Xiaoyan that the person had been found. As the two were talking, they heard a bang coming from the east bedroom.

Liang Xiaoyan narrowed her eyes slightly, knowing that she had made Zhang Yiju very angry today and was deliberately provoking her.

This was a courtyard where someone had died before. The village chief was also startled when he heard the sound. He was so scared that he almost jumped up: "What happened?"

"I'll go and take a look." Liang Xiaoyan was very impatient, but she had to pretend to be anxious and walked quickly to the east room.

She originally thought that Zhang Yiju had deliberately made the noise to lure the man in, but when she entered the room, she saw the man lying on the ground breathing heavily, and his eyes lit up when he saw her.

"Zhang, Zhang, last name Zhang." He stuttered out these words, and his throat made a gurgling sound as if he couldn't breathe, and his face soon turned the color of liver.

Liang Xiaoyan: “…” I took so much effort to roll down from the kang just to say this.

"Zhang's wife, is there anything wrong?" The village chief couldn't follow Liang Xiaoyan into the house, so he just shouted in the yard.

Liang Xiaoyan closed her eyes and sighed helplessly: "You can't bear to leave your mother now. You heard that the old woman was buried and you couldn't wait to go with her."

A tear fell from the corner of her eye, and Liang Xiaoyan couldn't help but sneer: "Oh, they say that evil people will be punished by their own evil. It's my fate if I meet you, and it's your fate if you meet me. If you die, die thoroughly. If you dare to come back as a ghost, I will definitely make your soul fly away."

Seeing the person die in front of her, Liang Xiaoyan finally realized many things.

She admitted that she hated this cowardly and useless man and even thought about killing him countless times.

Once upon a time, she had fantasized that this man would change a little for her. Even if there was no love between them, as long as they respected each other, they could just live a simple life with the daily necessities of life.

But fantasy is just fantasy after all. I'm afraid that until her death, she will still be a vicious woman in this person's eyes.