This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

He Wuyou: Big brother, what does sister-in-law want to do?

He Wuyang: Big brother, what does sister-in-law want to do?

He Jing nodded slightly, his meaning clear: whatever your sister-in-law says, you do.

After everyone sat down, Ye Xiaoxiao picked up thinly sliced ​​meat for the two younger children, dipped it in the sauce, and then placed it in their bowls.

Seeing He Jing's somewhat jealous look, she picked up another piece of fatty but not greasy pork for him and gestured, "Jing, you should dip the meat in it."

The group then realized that they were told to dip the food in sauce, not to eat it standing up.

Ye Xiaoxiao choked for a moment, almost choking.

She tilted her head to look at the group, a slight smile playing on her lips, and then said, "Eat quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

As he finished speaking, he thought about what the others had just done and found it increasingly amusing. A smile spread across his face, and in the end, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, which he couldn't stop from doing.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

While clutching her aching stomach from laughing, she waved them away, telling them to ignore her. She suppressed her laughter, sat up, and finally managed to stop. After glancing at He Jing and the others, she burst into unrestrained laughter again.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha—"

He Wuyou and his sister exchanged a glance, then looked at their elder brother. Seeing the confusion in their eyes, they looked at their sister-in-law, who was laughing uncontrollably.

The little brain just couldn't figure it out.

He Jing looked at Ye Xiaoxiao, who was laughing freely, and a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes, mixed with an indescribable tenderness.

Before going to sleep, Ye Xiaoxiao called out to He Jing.

She tilted her head to look at him, her eyes flickering slightly, and said with a smile, "Ah Jing, you can write such beautiful handwriting, writing a letter of divorce is really a bit of a mood killer. When will you write me some love poems?"

Hearing her address, He Jing felt a sudden tremor in his heart. His gaze fell on her, his eyes filled with undisguised fervor.

Under the night sky, her eyes shone with a dazzling light, even more radiant than the stars in the sky.

He smiled, and his voice was irresistible.

"it is good!"

……

The village chief's house.

After Li Yuemei saw Lin Xiucai last time, she lost her appetite and became so thin that her chin became pointed.

She didn't understand why things had turned out this way, and what went wrong.

"You shameless slut, you still won't give up? You're still going to offer yourself up to be thrown on the ground and trampled on?"

Seeing that her daughter was still in a daze, Zhao Chunxiu snorted and said something that showed no mercy.

"Mother, Young Master Lin must have some reason for pretending not to know me."

Yes, that must be it! That must be it!

The more Li Yuemei thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and a spark of hope rekindled in her heart.

She's going to find Young Master Lin!

When a person can't accept a certain fact, they will try hard to convince themselves, even resorting to lying. Over time, she can no longer distinguish between what is fact and what is a lie.

So the next day, before dawn, she secretly got up early, slipped out of her house, and headed to town.

By the time we arrived in town, it was already broad daylight.

The streets gradually became lively again.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Suddenly, a group of menacing soldiers ran down the street.

Li Yuemei quickly stepped aside and stood to the side.

But they discovered that the officers and soldiers had gone in the same direction as they were going.

She deliberately slowed her pace, arriving at the alleyway where Lin Xiucai's house was located a little later.

Unexpectedly, the soldiers were also there, and they were even guarding the door of Lin Xiucai's house.

Li Yuemei's face lit up with joy. As expected, Young Master Lin had not disappointed her. It hadn't been long, and he was already so impressive.

She made up her mind to hug the tree tightly.

He walked forward happily, only to find people around him pointing and whispering about the courtyard.

"What a terrible thing!"

“Oh, that’s too tragic!”

Li Yuemei, still suspicious, went over and asked, "Auntie, what's wrong with Scholar Lin?"

This old lady was clearly Lin Xiucai's neighbor, the one who had given him eggs before.

Even now, thinking back to that scene, she still feels lingering fear, saying, "Bah! Where is there any Scholar Lin? Now there's only the murderer Lin Mo!"

Li Yuemei froze, her face filled with disbelief. The old woman's words struck her like a thunderbolt.

murderer?

How can it be?

Who did Young Master Lin kill?