Haohua stood in front of Uncle Feng with a knife, pointed the tip of the knife at him, and asked, "Why did you kill my husband?" Facing Haohua's knife, Uncle Feng was speechless for a moment. He did not treat Haohua. My husband had some bad intentions, but it was only because of his mistake that he became like this. Facing Haohua’s question for a moment, it can be said that I have nothing to say.
"The matter has come to this, and I have fallen into your hands. If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you!" Uncle Feng said.
Uncle Feng then followed Haohua to her husband's grave. Haohua wanted to use Uncle Feng's head to pay homage to her husband's spirit in heaven. Uncle Feng was injured for a while and had been beaten to death in Luzhen, otherwise With his talent as a flower lover, it is impossible to capture him. But the matter has come to this, and it is useless to say more.
Uncle Feng was lying on the grass in front of the grave, looking at the sunset. The sunlight was good, and it shone on people's bodies, making them warm and comfortable. The wild grass was withered, and the woods far and near were quiet at this time. There were only one or two birds chirping among them, and it was unclear what they were saying.
Haohua lay in front of her husband's grave, weeping. At this time, she lost control of her emotions when she thought of all the benefits her husband had had with her during his lifetime. If it weren't for Uncle Feng, how could his husband be reduced to such a state? So he stepped forward and slapped Uncle Feng twice on the face. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been enough to make him feel bad.
At this time in the mountains, everything is quiet, Haohua is lying in front of her husband's grave, what about the earth-shaking changes in her life in front of her? Sitting in this wilderness, facing the majesty of the sky and the misery of life, I just burst into tears.
Haohua took the knife in her hand and wanted to kill Uncle Feng. Seeing that he died by mistake, she let him go as long as she could get past the knife. However, when she stood in front of Uncle Feng with a knife, Haohua didn't dare for a moment. She was definitely not the murderer. On the contrary, when Uncle Feng saw her trembling, he burst out laughing.
At this time, Haohua thought of the day she sank into the river. If it weren't for this Uncle Feng, what would she have become? So he no longer had any hatred towards him, and just said softly, "Go away. From now on, we will owe each other nothing."
After Haohua said this, he went down the mountain, and Uncle Feng was very moved because Haohua let him go. Tears once fell from his face and dripped on the ground. Haohua stayed in her own room, closed the door, unable to face the people in the deserted village, and didn't go anywhere for a while, just sitting on a chair.
The death of her husband was a huge blow to her. Without her husband, young and old men in the deserted village would walk by the door of Haohua House from time to time, asking to talk to them if they had anything to do. What's more, because his house was too short and it was raining heavily, he gathered in front of Haohua's house, trying to hide from the rain in her house.
Facing these people, it was too easy to say anything for a while, so I let those people in. I have always been a very good person. And after these people came in, they took it to an extreme. Some even wanted to lie down with Hao Hua, saying that the weather was so cold, but Hao Hua's bedding was always quite warm.
Haohua is not angry at people's unreasonable demands. Other matters can be discussed. As for such matters, there is no room for discussion. He got angry for a moment, and the people in the deserted village were afraid of the good flower's anger and did not dare to provoke it. Otherwise, it would be quite terrifying.
On this rainy night, quite a few people gathered around Haohua's spacious house, mostly teenagers, and there were also quite a few people who had been bachelors for many years. They appeared in front of Haohua's house, playing cards and telling outrageous jokes in the faint skylight.
As Haohua lay in her room, she was quite disgusted with the harassment of people outside, but these people could be some kind of companions for her. Otherwise, it would not be a problem to face this long night alone. . For a while, under the eaves of Haohua, in the main hall, and even in some warehouses, there were people playing cards everywhere. Some people even played oh-ho on a whim.
These people are all well-known gangsters in deserted villages. They specialize in having romantic affairs with some beautiful widows. And they are famous for their love affairs, otherwise they would never be drowned. Fortunately, Uncle Feng came to the rescue, otherwise Haohua would be no longer alive at this time, right?
The heavy rain kept falling, and the deserted village was completely quiet. Only the rain continued, falling in desolate and remote places, and a lot of it seemed to fall on the hearts of flowers, but the sound was so beautiful to her ears. It was quite useful to indulge in it for a while. But why is her husband gone?
It was getting dark, and Haohua lay on the bed for a while. Facing the empty big bed, she didn't know what to do. It was okay to have her husband around on weekdays, but her husband had passed away and she was left alone in the empty room. It was painful. , and only heaven can express it. Until she loses her husband, she knows how valuable her husband is, but her husband is gone and will never be seen again.
Lying on the bed at this moment, facing this endless darkness, I don’t know what to do for a moment, and I don’t know how to live the rest of my life. After thinking about it for a while, he let out a long sigh and slowly closed his eyes.
At this time, Haohua saw her husband walking quietly from nowhere, with a very haggard look on her face. She also saw Haohua hiding away, as if she had done something shameful. As soon as she saw her husband, Haohua was inexplicably excited. What a wonderful thing it was to be able to talk to her husband.
However, for some reason, her husband did not dare to see her face. After an unknown amount of time, he finally emerged from the darkness. "What's wrong with you?" Haohua asked.
However, her husband remained silent and just hid aside, covering his face, refusing to acknowledge Hao Hua. At this time, Haohua rushed forward and hugged her husband. "What's wrong with you?" Haohua asked.
"I'm here to ask you only one thing," said the flowery husband, "can you think of a way to tell others to stop studying?"
"Why?" Haohua questioned, "Can't people just study?"
"No, that person's reading was quite harmful to me and made me feel extremely painful lying on the ground." The flowery husband said seriously.
"Where did you come from?" Haohua asked confused.
"Don't ask me about this. Just remember what I say. As for where I come from, you will know it later." Haohua's husband replied in a desolate voice.
"Is it just a short time for us to get together this time, and there will be no chance to meet in the future?" Haohua was still quite puzzled, so she asked.
"Yes, I will never come to our house again. I have to go, but you must promise me, otherwise, I can't even close my eyes over there." The pretty husband sighed helplessly .
"Okay." Haohua agreed to her husband.
At this time, a gust of wind blew non-stop, some people kept crying, and the rocks on the mountain rolled down. For a while, the deserted village was almost on the verge of destruction. Someone kept banging on the door of Haohua's room, as if urging someone. Hearing the sound of tapping on the door, Haohua's husband went out for a while, and no matter how hard he stayed, Haohua couldn't keep it.
"Remember my words, otherwise, I will die for my own purposes." After saying this, Haohua's husband followed a man in black and gradually disappeared in front of Haohua.
At this time, a strong wind outside blew the door open, and the opened door suddenly closed again. This scary sound startled Haohua. When she opened her eyes, she saw that her husband was gone. Haohua was sitting on the bed. Faced with this big change in her life, she could only hate the sky for being blind. Otherwise, why would she be left alone while her husband died without any worries?
The night was dark, and there were no pedestrians outside the door. All they had was some rogue teenagers lying staggering in front of their houses, not knowing what they wanted to do to them. However, Haohua didn't care about these things. At this moment, she remembered her husband's words when he left. Did he mean to stop others from studying?
But no one reads in the deserted village. "Oh, yes, there is indeed a man who studies, but what hindrance will this study have to his husband?" Haohua couldn't figure it out for a moment.
However, her husband entrusted her with a dream and told her not to allow that person to study in the deserted village. This must have his own reasons. He didn’t think about it for a moment and had to do everything possible to prevent that person from studying. Otherwise, it would most likely cause his husband to be there. There is no peace at the edge. But as a prostitute, it was not easy to deal with that scholar!
Haohua then walked out of her house, and the young man outside the door, for some reason, almost all the people left at once, so there was peace in front of her house, and there was no sound of fighting or noise. And a bug kept crying in the tangled grass. The sound was lonely and desolate, and it was sad to hear it.
Hao Hua kept walking forward. On this rainy night, the rain stopped and the moon seemed to come out of the clouds. I felt quite happy for a moment, but then I remembered what my husband said and told myself to do everything possible to stop it. The man reads. But who is studying in the deserted village at this time?
Then he leaned against a grapefruit tree again, and heard that someone was really reading. As soon as he heard the sound of reading, he thought of the dream that his husband had just entrusted him with, and he was very angry for a while, but he didn't agree with him to the end. How to deal with it. The only thing I could do for the moment was stand in front of the scholar's house. It was not easy to rush forward and chop him twice. I don't know why, but I couldn't seem to do it. But besides chopping the scholar twice, there was really no other way to deal with him. What a method.
