Buddha kill GL

Chapter 35

It turns out that the dumb uncle is also a man with a house.

Uncle Li led the old and the young to the dilapidated house at the head of the village, pointing to the stone house with no tiles on the top and no door on the bottom: "Pick it up again, live a spring, summer and autumn, until the end of the year." In winter, if you build it thicker, you can still live in it.”

Everyone in the village heard that the old and the young of the dumb family moved out of the fat hunting den, and they all came to watch the fun, and some old people knew the dumb mother, so they brought up the old things again and talked about the old days.

The old things are always embarrassing, but what they talk about is not about the mute. The old man is old-fashioned, he is proud of himself, how will you know that this mute used to have a child bride.

The mute and his father are both good hunters, and the family is better off than ordinary people, so they bought a girl with a poor background and brought them back as a child.

Going back to the past, in the autumn of the 12th year of Qing'an, Nanliang and Dongling Guoxiu fought in Xuanzhou and Jingzhou.

The mute was only fifteen years old, and in the future he had time to explain the brother-sister relationship and the relationship between husband and wife with the stubborn child bride-in-law, so he was arrested.

In the winter of the 12th year of Qing'an, it was snowing heavily. Although this place is small, people who suffered from disasters came to live here. It is said that it is a holy place far away from the world and avoiding chaos.

The population is full for a while. In winter, it is not suitable to build a house. Outsiders live in the east family and the west family, or those who are suitable for marriage, apply the higae on the face in twos and threes, and sleep together in the same nest. .

There was a woman, fifteen years old, who was born like a clear snow and red plums. She was wearing a luxurious collar, black silk and hair, and there were three or two slaves on her heels. She walked in the village gracefully. body, to meet her world-renowned beauty.

In the wind and snow, after three or two laps, I walked to a thick village house, and saw a woman in single clothes sweeping the snow with a broom, exhaling into fog, unaware that a nobleman passed by.

However, the people around are all low-level people who come to see her in a luxurious manner, but the single-clothes woman turns a blind eye to it. It really makes someone feel ashamed, and walks forward in a gorgeous dress.

The foreign woman twiddled her jade fingers lightly, and forcibly covered the snow-sweeping woman with her fine fur coat - the child bride-in-law that is often called in the village.

The snow can never be swept away, so the man with the broom stopped his work and looked at each other happily.

One has snow in her eyes, one has flowers in her eyes, one has her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and the other has her brows slightly wrinkled.

"Do you have a spare house to stay with me for two days?"

He shook his head first, then nodded again: "There is a Xiwu."

I thought I would be frivolous, but when I entered the house, it was really red and bright, the candles were not lit, the desk was locked for a hundred years, the curtain rod was lifted, the red embroidered shoes, and the red brocade cloth were all fresh.

Going to look at the snow sweeper again, he has already swept away the remaining snow, put on a thick jacket, and handed the straight fur coat back to her shoulder: "Stay for one day, and give three silver coins."

The tone is not small, and I don't want to give it to me.

But it was considered a good house, so it fell down, and the servants were cleaned up and arranged to sleep in the kitchen.

When we waited for dinner in the evening, we also counted the money. The woman who was so busy in the kitchen counted the money, counted it, slowly put it away, and buried her head in eating.

"You took my money, you have to tell me your first and last name."

The Viscount ate the meat and sipped the wine, only then did she realize that she actually had a name.

The villagers even liked to call her the child bride-in-law of the mute family, so the family got used to calling her daughter-in-law, and even forgot her original name after a long time.

The rough wine entered her throat, and her lips were thin and moist: "Luo Yi."

"It doesn't sound like the name of this country family."

The foreign woman ordered someone to fetch her own fresh wine, and replaced the rough wine on the table: "It's snowing tonight, so it's a good time to warm your stomach with wine."

Luo Yi is good wine, and there are dreams in the wine. In the dreams, there are childhood leisurely gardens, warm stoves and warm rooms, brocade-clothed slaves, dear relatives in the past, deep love, and some dreams of prosperity that never return.

When drinking someone's wine, you always need to know the name of the person who is drunk with you: "What is your name?"

The woman smiled, and filled the wine with a smile: "I am the strange woman in the world, you can just call me the strange woman."

Spit out, it turns out that there is such a good-looking but shameless woman in this matter.

Serve big bowls, good meat with good wine, and the wind and snow are just in time.

While drinking, the strange woman took off her gorgeous gown, her sleeves trembled slightly, she stretched her waist, she sang and danced, laughing and laughing.

What is sung is the deep boudoir sorrow that no one on Moshang knows, and what is danced is the fairy walk with two sleeves in the breeze that celebrities and senior officials can't see through.

On such a snowy night, Luo Yi's eyes were blurred, holding a bowl, he kept saying: "You strange woman, you are really passionate, but you don't have a good capacity for alcohol."

Just one person, one song, like a fairy, today this dream is very tender, and I am very drunk, when I wake up, my eyes are full of red.

The fingertips moved slightly, and the muscles of the hands were as clear as jade, and then into the eyes, where the red silk was intertwined with black hair, a pair of tasseled lips moved slightly, and there was some wine smell.

Just when he was suddenly having a headache, the hand that he had just shaken slightly was caught straight, and a voice came into his ear, and he smiled and said, "Where are you touching?"

Under the quilt, her hands are slightly resting the most indescribable place.

It's clear that the wine has been overnight, but the thin face is still blush.

Roy got up solemnly, dressed in a hurry, and for some reason, the two of them took off their clothes until they fell asleep.

When she said it again, the strange woman smiled: "The beauty is in her arms, and the fragrance disappears in the snowy night. It is not worthwhile to be separated from the rotten clothes in the world."

After I got dressed, when I went out, the sill of the house was covered by the snow that had been torn overnight, and the earth was covered with silver, as if trying to cover up something very shameful.

Luo Yi, as in the past, started the fire and went to the stove, and served the master and servants for days, but he didn't dare to drink the wine of the strange woman.

The sun was getting finer, and I heard that the Nanliang army was crushing the border, and it was another big victory, so the people who fled in twos and threes in the village started to go outside.

Everyone thought of the peerless beauty here again.

Someone asked: "Miss of which family, are you going to leave or not, the mute in this Xiwu is coming back."

The strange woman rubbed the snowball and threw it generously at those gossipers, sometimes she threw it right on the head, and the snowflakes splashed all over the place, making them feel bored and ran away.

Sometimes when the hit misses, the people in the mountains laugh, grinning and asking again: "You slept in someone's wedding house, but you want to give birth to someone else's baby."

The strange woman is playing tricks on Luo Yi about this matter.

"What's the purpose of letting me sleep in this room?"

Luo Yi was tidying up the house, or at the end of winter, the mute would come back. After calculating the money these days, it should be enough for her to travel all the way, and only said: "The red and white are always for people .”

The strange woman's hands that had just played in the snow sneaked up on Luo Yi's back neck from behind, and Luo Yi shrank her head from the cold, but all of a sudden she lay on the bed.

The people behind also took advantage of the situation to press on her, Ruanxiang's front body was pressed against her stiff back, and her fair face was pressed against her ears: "Men and women, you always have to sleep for others. Otherwise, let me try something new."

Luo Yi thinks that being a helper does a lot of work at home, he often goes hunting, and he is physically strong, but this time he is weak and unable to use his strength on a woman.

Especially when the woman's cherry lips and small mouth bit her earlobe, her heart skipped a beat and her body trembled slightly, thinking of the smell of wine on a snowy night.

Covered with red waves, plain hands and jade fingers, walking through the snow and crossing the arched peak, walking away from the mountainside with clouds, entering the warm spring and small river, entering three times and exiting three times.

Soft tongue and small mouth, raving softly.

This day's breakfast was empty, and the slaves waiting outside were so hungry that they went to his house to look for food. The strange woman and Roy seemed to be full of human gluttons.

Luo Yi fell from the red silk rolled up in the quilt, and there was a smear of bright red on it, which dyed her cheeks red, and she casually threw it aside, her brows were slightly frowned, and she looked at the strange woman with a smile on her eyes and lips: "You've already done that!" You want to play tricks on me like this."

"Obviously you are willing, but you always pretend that I am bullying you." The strange woman tapped her jade finger on Luo Yi's pecked slightly swollen lips.

So while laughing at each other, Ruye sleeps in each other's arms for several nights, Luo Yi almost forgot that he was going to leave, and also almost forgot that the strange woman is not a visitor from outside the sky, and she also has a little bit of ties to this world.

The mute hasn't come back yet, the red candle is still unlit, only the red silk on the case has disappeared, and under the bright red brocade quilt, a strange woman warms the person in her arms: "Don't worry about leaving Come on, follow me, wherever I go, you will go too."

So free and easy, one sentence probably feels that Yu Sheng owns it, Luo Yi nodded, the person who is usually tougher than a wolf's bone, is like a puppy, just wants to wag his tail to express his willingness to follow life and death.

The old man's voice paused, and then he stopped talking about the strange woman and the child bride-in-law, Zhou and the people who helped Zisang clean up the house all jumped up and stopped. , stopped.

The old man was not in a hurry, he just said that his throat was dry for most of the day, and he looked up at the sky again, thinking of some benefits.

The older people were doing their jobs and spitting on the old man's death. They were very patient and wanted to listen to the following, so some people ran to the wine tank at home to find wine.

Those who were younger and couldn't do much work would ask the old man in idleness, "Why is the dumb daughter-in-law only at home, and why is her mother and father not at home?"

The old thin finger pointed: "This is the result of leaving a young daughter-in-law at home. The dumb father and mother are thinking about getting married in spring, and they are going to the mountains to prepare for hunting."

He asked again: "I don't know when this battle will end. What if the dumb man doesn't come back?"

"Hey, that doesn't make the mute a lonely soul, does it? If you marry a relative at home, you can be regarded as a married person after all, don't you understand?"

Even if half of the past happened, the roof of the mute's house in those days was slowly added, and two doors were removed from other places, and they were installed in a decent manner.

I think that when it was snowing that year, a beautiful woman at the head of the door, Shi Ran came, stopped to undress, and added clothes for the little girl in the house to keep out the cold.

From afar, the man who was drinking came hurriedly and asked the old man to continue talking about the funeral of the two young ladies.

The author has something to say:

The text is more casual, I don’t like to set up bad guys, stupid people, this article is written to grind my temper, alas, alas, sigh three times, this should be a wine place, and the moon is cold and drunk alone .