Ugly man is hard to marry

The sun and the moon flew by, and another month passed in the blink of an eye. Fang Yunxuan went to the county town to set up a stall every day. Things are getting better gradually. More than a hundred bowls of wontons can be sold a day, and three to five kinds of wooden hairpins and small ornaments can be sold every day. Adding up the two items, not only is enough money to buy medicine and eat, but also occasionally save money. Some broken silver to buy some rare food for Fang Shihong to replenish his body.

From autumn to winter, Fang Yunxuan went out early and returned late as usual. When he came back from the county this day, light snowflakes fell in the air. The snow fell and became bigger and bigger. The mountains and plains were all white. Walk slowly in the snow.

When Fang Yunxuan arrived home, his clothes were already wet with snowdrops. He put down the cart, unloaded the stove and the contents of the cart, dusted off the snowflakes on his body, and went to Fang Shihong's room first.

Fang Shihong's health was deteriorating day by day, Fang Yunxuan did not dare to leave for too long every day, and hurried home after selling the wontons, for fear that there would be no accidents if Fang Shihong had no one to serve him.

"Father."

Fang Yunxuan yelled, Fang Shihong closed his eyes, breathing heavily, and there was a constant sound of phlegm coming from his throat.Fang Yunxuan wiped his hands and face for him, seeing that he was not in good spirits, so he didn't bother him, covered up the quilt and went out, and went back to the thatched hut where he lived to change clothes.

The clothes on his body were wet, Fang Yunxuan took off his coat, revealing a delicate waist.Although Fang Chou'er has an ugly face, her body is well-proportioned, her legs are straight and slender, her waist and back are a little thin, her skin is white and shiny, and the things between her abdomen and buttocks are extremely delicate and beautiful. , Fang Yunxuan was so pink that he couldn't bear to look directly at her.This body was too innocent, and when it first passed through, it really made Fang Yunxuan sweat.

After changing clothes, I went to make dinner again.Naturally, Fang Shihong should be the main meal nowadays, he can't eat rough and hard food, Fang Yunxuan has to carefully cook every meal, making soft, rotten, digestible and nutritious food.

Today, I will make red dates and japonica rice porridge with my pickled potherb mustard. The staple food is corn bread with chestnut noodles, and I will make almond milk as a snack for Brother Nan.

After making the calculations, Fang Yunxuan went to the back wall of the thatched cottage, where he built a simple hearth with adobe, built the bottom with green bricks, and covered the top with clay to form a furnace cylinder, leaving the flue for ventilation.

Light the fire, Fang Yunxuan rinses the pot and stove, puts a bowl of rice and five bowls of water into the pot, brings it to a boil and turns to a low heat, slowly simmers the round-grained rice, removes the pits of the red dates, puts them in the pot, and uses the same low heat to follow Slowly simmer the rice together.

Then cut a gap in the raw millet, boil it in water again, wrap the outer skin, take out the pulp and mash it into a puree, add some cornmeal into it, and knead it into a dough.No kneading or rolling, just grab a piece from the noodles with your hand, put your index finger into the noodles, knead it in a circle, and after forming, dip it in soybean noodles, put it directly in the cage drawer, steam it in a pot, and you can eat it.

Now the snow is a little lighter, and now and then it drifts down a little bit, which is cool and comfortable on the cheeks.The weather wasn't too cold, Fang Yunxuan kept his hands and feet, sweating profusely.He was busy with his work, Shumo came over from behind the wall, and said with a smile: "Master Ugly, Young Mistress invited you over for dinner."

Don't be surprised.Feng Qinglian didn't know why she was going crazy recently, suddenly she started to be courteous and friendly to Fang Yunxuan, and she would definitely come over to call him when eating, but Fang Yunxuan refused to go, and Feng Qinglian would ask Shumo to bring all kinds of food to his room.Not only Feng Qinglian, but even Old Man Feng and Pan Zihan, Fang Yunxuan's attitude also made a 180-degree turn, from the contempt and disdain in the past to the nodding and bowing now.Fang Yunxuan didn't think that his fists and kicks could have such a great skill, which made the family's attitude towards him become condescending and respectful.

There must be something weird in it, Fang Yunxuan thought.

Seeing Fang Yunxuan's ignorance, Shumo held back his anger and laughed and said, "Young Master Ugly, I'm talking to you here, but you can't tell me whether you're going or not!"

Fang Yunxuan opened the drawer, put the corn bread aside and put it on a plate, "No!"

The answer was clean and neat, Shumo choked enough, and his smiling face couldn't hold back anymore, Liu twisted his waist and swung his back, "Hmph, are you sure you're going to get me?" Then he walked away quickly.

Back in the main house, Shumo called out: "Young Mistress."

Pushing the door open, Feng Qinglian was leaning on the table talking to Pan Zihan, when she saw Shumo she asked, "Is he coming?"

Shumo shook his head: "Don't count on it, the ugly young master has made a mistake, this is a fight with you. I begged several times, but I won't come!"

Feng Qinglian looked at Pan Zihan, who held a tea bowl in his hand, took a sip, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with a smile, "It's done, it's been a month since he came and went, he shouldn't be suspicious. It's time, give the things to Shumo Bar."

Shumo was confused, staring at Pan Zihan for a moment.

The young girl Huaichun, no matter how good at calligraphy and ink, is a little girl who seldom even comes out of the Fang family's gate. She is no match for the loveable young and old who has read countless people. Covering the cover, while flirting with Shumo, the little girl's heart twitched, she wished she could give it all to him, and secretly hated Feng Qinglian for not dying, otherwise Pan Zihan would have been able to fly with her.

Shumo was in a daze, Feng Qinglian heard Pan Zihan's words, immediately got up and went into the bedroom, took out a paper bag from the dark compartment on the bed, squeezed it in her hand, turned around and left the bedroom, walked up to Shumo, and looked her up and down With two eyes, he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Shumo's right hand, handed the paper bag to her hand, and said with a smile: "Good sister."

Shumo was startled, not knowing what Feng Qinglian had handed to her, she didn't dare to speak, and looked down at her pair of embroidered shoes.

Feng Qinglian became more intimate, and took advantage of the opportunity to pull Shumo, put one arm on her shoulder, and held her hand in the other, and said softly: "I know exactly what my sister thinks about Pan Yun...Don't argue, Do you really think I'm blind?"

Shumo's hair stood on end, his scalp was numb, "Young Mistress... I... I didn't..."

Feng Qinglian laughed straight: "Okay, girls are not allowed to stay. Although you are a girl of the Fang family, you have been serving me since I got married, and I love you in my heart. I treat you like a family. Since you are If you are a family, don't talk about two families, if you like Pan Yun, I will help you."

Shumo was overjoyed, he raised his head and wanted to ask if it was serious, but before he could say anything, he met Feng Qinglian's face with a glance, he shivered in fright, his heart picked up again,

Feng Qinglian's words were gentle, and the smile on her face was like a spring breeze, but the icy coldness in her eyes made Shumo tremble, his feet softened, and he knelt down with a plop, "Young Mistress, I don't dare."

Feng Qinglian reached out to help her, "How can you speak so well, you are so scared. Oh, what I said is true. As long as you help me accomplish something, I will immediately make the decision and promise you to Pan Yun as a concubine .”

Shumo's heart pounded, "Young Mistress, if you want your servant to do something, just ask her to do it, but this is absolutely unacceptable, and this slave has absolutely no wishful thinking."

Feng Qinglian spoke with a tinge of joy, as if she was deeply moved, "Good girl, it's not in vain that I love you. It's just that what I want you to do today is a confidential matter, and it must not be known to outsiders. If you don't become a concubine with Pan Yun, We can't believe you either."

He seemed to be in a dilemma while talking, and asked again: "If you really don't agree, then you have no choice but to do so. We won't make things difficult for you either."

Feng Qinglian stopped talking, and she and Pan Zihan stared at Shumo, waiting for her answer.

Shumo stood upright, thinking quickly in his mind, weighed it for a long time, gritted his teeth, and asked, "What does Young Mistress want your servant to do?"

Feng Qinglian was overjoyed, she knew that with Pan Zihan as the bait, she had absolutely no reason not to take the bait.He tapped the paper bag in Shumo's hand with his finger, and said softly, "It's just a small matter. You sprinkle this into Fang Chou'er's diet."

"what is this?"

Feng Qinglian rolled her beautiful eyes and said with a smile, "Arsenic!"

Shumo's hand seemed to be scalded by burning coals, and she wanted to throw away the paper bag, but Feng Qinglian grabbed her wrist, squeezed Shumo's hand hard, and said ruthlessly: "You can think about it. If you do this, you can become a concubine with Pan Yun; if you don’t, well, you will never get out of this gate today.”

Shumo's body was cold, people trembled into a pile, tears fell, and begged: "Young Mistress, I dare not, dare not, don't let me kill people, I dare not."

"Shut up!" Feng Qinglian yelled sharply, "Who said you were going to kill someone? Fang Chou'er suddenly fell ill, and died of a sudden illness before it was too late. What does it have to do with you?"

Shumo forgot to shed tears, and stared at Feng Qinglian, as if he didn't understand her words.

Pan Zihan came over to explain: "Shumo, good girl, you should be a poor brother. You have also seen how badly I was beaten by that Fang Chouer that day. I must avenge this revenge. You just help me. Sprinkle this medicine into his food. Don't worry, I will never let you take any risks. After Fang Chou'er died, Qinglian immediately set up a mourning hall to mourn, and said that Fang Chou'er died of illness. It took a day or two, but the first seven , buried him, dead body buried, there is no proof, only Fang Shihong who is dying of illness is left, the Fang family has no other relatives here, and no one will come to check and inquire, who else knows about this matter When Fang Chou'er dies, the Fang family's property will naturally belong to Qinglian, and then you and I will be together and live a good life, wouldn't you be envious of others!"

Shumo raised his head and looked at Pan Zihan's handsome face. His eyes were picturesque, and his gaze was soft and shining, as if he had infinite affection.Shumo's heart was moved, she came out in a daze, the arsenic in her hand was like a knife, it was firmly stuck in her palm, she couldn't get rid of it, couldn't break free, she thought when she went out, she was done, fucked The thief ship is dead.