Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

The two eyes looked at each other through the small hole, and Xiao Taohong was startled. From then on, there was a shadow in the latrine, and she could not make any mistakes when doing things in the capital.

"Ok."

Li Haitang took a deep breath, and then took a deep breath, otherwise she would really have the tendency to strangle Xiao Taohong to death. Just this man, who is more beautiful than women, is sought after by the whole people. What's so good about it?

A corpse is just a corpse, and at most it will lie on the cold ground for a while. She wants to show the spirit of the extras who are willing to endure hardships and dedicate themselves to art. For a hundred taels, bear it!

"Tomorrow is the right time, come to Fuxiang Tea House."

Xiao Taohong nodded, directly reported the time and place, and repeatedly emphasized that if Li Haitang denied it, it would not be a matter of going to the yamen. With so many witnesses, she could drown her with just spit.

"Long-winded, I see."

After the two discussed it, Li Haitang left from the backstage. From a distance, he saw his savage husband standing in the same place like a green pine, and immediately went up to him with a smile, "Husband, let's go and deliver the medicine."

Promising others, Li Haitang kept it in mind, and went to Fuxiang Tea House tomorrow to rehearse with Xiao Taohong, and then he could go home.

There are so many people in the city, but she still likes to be in the mountains, there are only husband and wife, and they are not restricted in doing anything.

"Li Haitang, you loser! So you are here!"

At the corner of the street, an old lady with gray hair rushed out. There were still a few people standing around her. Seeing Li Haitang, everyone's expressions changed.

"It's really a narrow road!"

Li Haitang was also surprised. That day in Lijiacun, Mrs. Liu swung a knife, and the first time he cut Mrs. Li's neck, I remember that there was a lot of blood at that time, so she should be gone.

Not seen for a few days, Mrs. Li was standing in front of her, with a white cloth wrapped around her neck, speaking sonorously, she was not dead.

The scourge has lasted for thousands of years, and it couldn't be more appropriate to sum it up in these few words.

Mrs. Liu hacked Liu Fu to death and hit a pillar. The Li family was in a mess like a headless fly, crying and screaming. No one paid attention to Mrs. Li lying in a pool of blood.

After the official came, Mrs. Li suddenly woke up and opened her eyes in a daze. Everyone in the village thought she was a fake corpse and clamored to ask a Taoist priest to do it.

Speaking of which, Mrs. Li was also lucky. She had money, and bought a neck collar like the people in the city. It was cold that day, and she just tried to put it on. There was a gash, but nothing serious.

This time the whole family went to the border town, mainly to buy medicines, medicines to stop bleeding and help wounds heal.

"Old lady Li, you are still alive!"

Li Haitang's expression was indifferent. Mrs. Liu hadn't done any good deeds during her lifetime, and the only chance she had to do harm to the people hadn't been done thoroughly.

If people don't die, they will have to jump around in the future, and there will never be a peaceful day.

The Li family will always be an obstacle to the progress of the two siblings. Although the Li family had already separated when her parents were around, this family is the best and cannot be shaken off. They are still relatives in name.

In the future, when the younger brother Li Jinhu has a glorious lintel, the best relatives will definitely find a reason to come together and let this group of people get glory, which is something she absolutely does not want to see!

"Dead hoof, you are dead, I can't even die!"

People in the village are superstitious, and Mrs. Li thinks that Li Haitang is an unknown bastard. If she can't beat her, no, just watch a scene, and a tragedy will happen.

A person cannot be resurrected after death, but such a rebellious person like Liu who wants to kill her mother-in-law will definitely not be able to enter the ancestral grave of the Li family. She has one more thing to do when she comes to the city this time, which is to ask a matchmaker to tell Li Dajiang The eldest daughter of the yellow flower.

"Old lady Li, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed, you want to open it up."

Li Haitang is not in the mood to talk nonsense with a group of top-notch people. If you really want to get to the bottom of it, these people have bad intentions, but the mastermind behind their backs is Li Qiuju.

The death of Mrs. Liu dealt a heavy blow to Li Qiuju, especially since she is still a prostituted slave and may not be dispatched anywhere.

"That **** Li Qiuju has escaped!"

Mrs. Li hated Mrs. Liu, and she was even more displeased with Li Qiuju. She would definitely not spend four hundred taels of silver to redeem her.

Taking advantage of the chaos that day, Li Qiuju ran away, and before leaving, she took away many valuables from the family.

Mrs. Li killed her relatives righteously and went to the Yamen to sue her granddaughter, hoping that the fugitive slave would be arrested and brought to justice as soon as possible.

In the corner, there was a woman dressed in rags, looking at the group of people with cold eyes. She clenched her fists, with veins on the back of her hands, and gritted her teeth.

After Li Qiuju escaped, she first went to report the funeral to her natal family. Her grandparents loved her dearly and couldn't harbor her as a fugitive slave, so they had to save their rations between their teeth, let her escape far away, marry a farmer, and live a stable life.

How is this possible, she bears a blood feud! None of those who killed her mother can be let go!

Li Qiuju was not obedient, took advantage of the dark, took a shovel, dug up Liu Fu's grave, and nailed more than a hundred needles on his body with steel needles. I heard the Taoist said that this can nail a person's soul and let him die. He can never be reborn.

When lying to her body, sweet talk, her miscarriage is already painful enough, Liu Fu is ruthless, why should she leave him a whole body!

The wind in the town is tight, and Li Qiuju is eager to go to the border town after finishing everything. Her next plan is to kill Li Haitang.

The mother who loved her the most died, the child was lost, and she became a fugitive slave again. If it was said that Li Haitang was not involved in it, she would not believe it.

It is not easy to enter the city, Li Qiuju gritted her teeth and bought two river crabs at a high price. She remembered that when she was a few years old, she was greedy for food, and had red rashes all over her body, and her face was terrifying.

She spent money to buy a village woman's guide, and passed the customs in a foolish way. The city guard looked at her face, fearing that the disease would be contagious, as if avoiding the plague, and waved her hand, allowing her to enter the city smoothly.

"Li Haitang, I'm going to stab your face with a knife, and then sell you to the most despicable brothel, where thousands of people sleep on and ride on!"

Wouldn't it be a pleasure to kill her directly? Li Qiuju would never take advantage of this cousin so cheaply, she must let her suffer ten times as much as she suffered!

Clean up Li Haitang, and then clean up Li Jinhu, let her taste the feeling of losing the last relative!

"Husband, I'm a little cold."

Here, Li Haitang hugged her arms. She always felt that someone was staring at her in the dark. That feeling was very strange and gave her goosebumps. She looked around, but didn't see anyone suspicious around her.

"Get in the carriage when it's cold, you can't catch the cold now."

Xiao Lingchuan swept his gaze to a certain corner, his eyes were dark, there was indeed someone there just now, but now it was gone. The weather is getting colder and colder. He heard that the woman couldn't stand the cold when she was young, and he was afraid that the root cause of the disease would fall in the future.