The night in the deserted village, at this time, was still chaotic, and people had already gone to sleep, but the lights in Shaoqiu's house were still on, and it seemed a bit charming. Xiaohua sat at the edge of the desk, leaning her face on her left hand, looking at the flickering lights. She lost all hope for a moment and was no longer as lively and enthusiastic as before.
Shaoqiu didn't dare to fall asleep for a while. At this time, he was sitting at the desk, still reading a book. The place where the dog bit him felt a little pain, but he couldn't care so much. Even though he was lying on the edge of the desk, Still afraid to go to bed. I have to stay with Xiaohua, but I don’t know what big disaster happened in her family, so I don’t dare to enter the house, but I want to stay at my place for the night. How inappropriate is this!
At this moment, someone shouted outside the door. The sound was so powerful that it could almost shake the roof tiles, and it was extremely scary. Needless to say, the person who came here sounded quite vicious just by the sound of his voice. And what should Shaoqiu, a scholar, do when faced with this gangster-like bad guy?
"Open the door!" The people outside kept beating on the door. If the door wasn't made of iron, it would definitely break down with just one tap.
"Don't open the door, this is my dad. He has a knife in his hand. Don't go out, otherwise, he might kill you." Xiaohua said to Shaoqiu, her face was extremely miserable.
Shaoqiu hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to do. It wouldn't be good if he didn't open the door. It wouldn't be good if he opened the door and was hacked down. I stayed in the house and cried. Seeing Shaoqiu like this, Xiaohua couldn't stay here any longer, so he opened the door and walked out. Uncle Hua took a look inside and saw that his daughter was not making progress, so he couldn't blame others and just beat Xiaohua randomly. He even said he wanted to kill her.
"We'll talk about it when you go back. If I don't kill you, I swear I won't do anything to you. This is too bullying. Where can I put my face? Why don't you just kill me?" Hua Bo said. After saying this, he knelt down in front of Xiaohua, handed a knife to her, and begged Xiaohua to kill herself.
Of course, Xiaohua also knelt down, with tears rolling down her face. The night in the deserted village was still so dark, and there was no sign of dawn at all.
Hua Bofu stood up, as if he didn't care about Xiaohua's life or death. Even if Xiaohua died on the spot, he wouldn't take it to heart. Xiaohua followed her father along the ancient road, her expression gloomy and her face pale, like the desolate moonlight shining down.
When she walked to the door of her house, Xiao Hua did not leave, but lingered, not knowing what to do. If her father wanted to sleep in the same room with that prince, would it make Shao Qiu look down on her? Woolen cloth? Then he stood numbly by the house, saying nothing and refusing to follow his father in. He knew that his father wanted to accompany that prince, which was also for his own good. However, his intuition told him that even if he died, he would never be with that prince. Something to do with it.
"Go to bed." Uncle Hua said when he saw Xiaohua's repentant look. If Xiaohua didn't want to, he might die in front of her immediately.
Tears fell quietly on Xiaohua's face, and in the light of her tears, it was as red as a flower for a moment, reflecting the flickering lights, and it was a bit charming. I thought to myself, if it were Shaoqiu in this room, it would be great if I dare to love you, but it happens to be this person. When I think of this person, Xiaohua's tears fall like rain, but she can't resist her father's arrangement. God is above , why is my fate so bleak?
"Why don't you go in and stay here for the night? Really." Uncle Hua looked at Xiaohua and saw that she didn't dare to enter the house. He scolded her and even wanted to beat her.
"I don't want to sleep, I'm very clear-headed, so I'll be busy washing the dishes here, and wait until the dishes are finished before I go in, okay?" Xiaohua said, wanting to cry again at this time, and crying like this in the roar of the wind, Who cares anyway?
The prince was lying in Xiaohua's room, obviously not sleepy, eavesdropping on all this. He was eager for Xiaohua to come in. As long as he closed the door, didn't he have the final say on everything? However, when I heard that Xiao Hua refused to enter the house, the wild thoughts in my heart gradually faded away, and my heart was no longer full of excitement.
The night was actually quite dark, and Xiaohua was still washing the dishes. The prince sleeping inside was already fast asleep, and Xiaohua also leaned on the table and fell into sleep. Xiaohua didn't dare to enter the room, so she just leaned on the table to relieve her sleepiness in this way. Unexpectedly, even so, I was able to fall asleep quite well, and I could also dream about the brilliant sunset and the purple flowers swaying in the wind by the long river. How can I explain all this if it is not a gift from God?
When the sky was dim, Xiaohua opened her eyes, and saw Uncle Hua standing in front of her angrily, shouting and asking, "Why didn't you sleep last night?" But Xiaohua didn't dare to hide it, saying that she was afraid of what was inside. He didn't dare to go to sleep, and the little hope in Hua Bo's heart was gradually dashed. But without the prince's support, he stayed in this deserted village, being bullied by others, and might even lose his life from time to time. . Otherwise, why would Uncle Hua reach out to the prince and force his little flower to consummate the marriage with him?
At this time, the prince had a good night's sleep, so he got up, walked out of the house and looked outside, and saw that Xiao Hua had not slept all night, and was indifferent for a while, thinking that this seemed to be the right thing. When Xiaohua saw the prince's expression, she was quite disgusted, but she didn't dare to say it to Uncle Hua, otherwise, Uncle Hua might even kill her.
"It's so comfortable." The prince said to himself at this time, stretching from time to time and yawning. Because of the excessive force, the lip was torn and even bled. However, the prince didn't care about this trivial matter at all. He walked out of the house, sat on the patio, and watched the long river go eastward silently, feeling very good for a while.
"Come, give me a pat on the back, hurry up." The prince was really like a prince at this time, ordering Xiao Hua, regardless of whether Xiao Hua was busy or not.
"I'm choosing the vegetables right now. Wait a minute, wait until I finish choosing the vegetables, okay?" Xiaohua said, with a pleading look on her face, as if she was very afraid of the prince.
"If it doesn't work, come here. Otherwise, I'll tell your father and see if he doesn't interrupt you!" said the prince. After saying this, his face looked quite happy, and he even hummed a ditty, and the content of this ditty was quite teasing.
Listening to this little song, Xiaohua felt like vomiting for a moment, but she didn't dare to really vomit it out. Otherwise, she would anger the prince and tell her father, wouldn't she be beaten again? Facing this terrible person, Xiaohua really had no choice but to endure it. The so-called big things are reduced to small things. If small things are reduced to small things, just endure it if you can. It's not a big deal.
"Come quickly, otherwise, I'll tell your father and I won't break your legs!" said the prince.
At this time, Xiaohua could only walk over and beat the prince's back. However, even though she beat her gently, the prince kept crying out in pain. At this moment, Uncle Hua came over. "What's wrong?" Hua Bo asked.
"Oh, your daughter hit me, and she hit me so hard. No, I can't even stand up." The prince said to Hua Bo.
Uncle Hua didn't care at this moment, he rushed over and slapped Xiaohua on the face. Xiaohua could only cover her face and rushed into her house, but as soon as she entered, Then he ran out as if running away again. At this time, he was squatting in front of his house, sitting on an extremely cold stone, holding his head and sobbing.
At this time, Hua Bo came over, touched the prince's back, and asked him softly if it hurt. The prince was making medicine at this time. Of course, these were just some weeds that he didn't know much about. He just smashed them and applied them on his back. It looked like he was injured. A lot of it had been applied there, but Uncle Hua was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so he continued to pound the grass, as if he was pounding medicine for his own injuries.
