Chapter 125 Hairy Fox

Farmer Ma Tianrong, more than 20 years old, is widowed and lives alone. He is poor and can't marry.

On this day, Ma Tianrong went to work in the field. He saw a young woman, dressed up, and stepped on the seedlings in front of him. Her face was ruddy and her body was romantic. Ma Tianrong thought it was a lost woman. She looked around and teased her. The young woman was not angry and wanted to refuse to welcome her. Ma Tianrong was overjoyed and wanted to be wild. Combined. The young woman smiled and said, "How can you do this in the blue sky and the day? You go back first, close the door and wait. I'll come to you in the evening. Ma Tianrong didn't believe it, and the young woman insisted that she would not lie. Only then did Ma Tianrong feel at ease and said the location of the residence and the door one by one. The young woman left.

In the middle of the night, the young woman really came. The man and woman were happy. The woman's skin was soft and tender. She stared in the candlelight. Her skin was red and thin, like a baby, but it was full of fluffy hair. The farmer was surprised and thought, "The whereabouts of the beautiful woman in front of him are uncertain. Is it a fox fairy?" Thinking about it, the young woman said it in her mouth. When the young woman heard the words, she admitted it and said, "Yes, I'm a fox fairy." Ma Tianrong said, "Since my wife is a fairy, she should be omnipotent. We have a good relationship. Can we give some gold and silver to save the poor? The young woman promised. The next night, Ma Tianrong asked for gold, and the young woman was stunned and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot." Ma Tianrong said, "It doesn't matter. Just remember it tomorrow night."

On the second night, the young woman came again. Ma Tianrong asked, "I haven't forgotten this time." The young woman said, "Wait a few more days." A few days later, Ma Tianrong's old words were mentioned again. The young woman smiled slightly and took out two ingots of silver from her sleeve, about five or six taels, with fine lines on the raised edges and exquisite appearance. Ma Tianrong was overjoyed and hid the silver in the cabinet.

After half a year, Ma Tianrong urgently needed money and took out silver to show it to others. The man smiled and said, "This is not silver, but white tin." Ma Tianrong was skeptical. The man bit his teeth, and the tin block fell out of his mouth. Ma Tianrong was so terrmented that he put away the broken tin blocks and took them home. At night, the young woman came to the door, and Ma Tianrong questioned angrily and taunned. The young woman smiled and said, "The prince's life is weak, and he is not blessed to receive real money." With a smile, this matter will not be over.

Ma Tianrong said, "I heard that fox fairies are all national colors and fragrance, but I don't think so when I look at the appearance of the wife." The young woman said, "We will follow our human form. The prince doesn't even have a golden blessing. Even if he meets the beauty of the sinking fish and falling geese, how can he be used? Although the concubine is ugly and not enough to serve upper-class people, compared with the big-footed hunchbacked girl, it can also be regarded as the beauty of the country.

After a few months, the young woman suddenly gave Ma Tianrong three taels of silver and said, "The prince repeatedly asked me for money. I have been perfunctory because you should not be rich. You can keep these three taels of silver and use it to get married. You and I are at the end of fate. Let's say goodbye. Ma Tianrong argued, "I didn't say I wanted to marry." The young woman said, "In a day or two, my own matchmaker came." Ma Tianrong asked, "How is the woman's beauty?" The young woman said, "Don't forget the national color. Naturally, it is the national color." Ma Tianrong said, "The country doesn't dare to expect it. But how can you marry a wife with three taels of silver? The young woman said, "This marriage is doomed by the old moon, and no human can change it." Ma Tianrong asked, "Why did you leave?"

The young woman said, "You and I wear the stars and the moon, and there is no match. In the end, it's not the end. The prince will marry in a few days. What am I doing here?" He left in the morning. Before leaving, he took out a bag of yellow powder and gave it to Ma Tianrong and said, "If you are sick after separation, you can take this medicine for treatment."

The next day, a matchmaker came. Ma Tianrong first asked the woman's appearance, and the matchmaker said, "Medium posture, not beautiful or ugly." Ma Tianrong asked, "How much is the bride's offer?" The matchmaker said, "About four or five taels." Ma Tianrong said, "The price is negotiable, but we must see the person first and verify the identity." The matchmaker hesitated and said, "The future wife is a good woman, and it is not convenient to show up. Well, you walk with me and act according to the opportunity.

When he came to the woman's house, the matchmaker went to inquire first and asked Ma Tianrong to wait outside the village. After a long time, the matchmaker came back and said, "It's done. My cousin and the woman lived in the same courtyard. Just then, I went to visit and saw the woman sitting in the boudoir. The prince can pretend to be my cousin and friend, enter the house in the name of visiting friends, and take the opportunity to watch the woman's appearance, which is conducive to peeping. Ma Tianrong followed the guidance and came to the room. Sure enough, he saw a woman lying on the bed, and a maid was scratching her back.

Ma Tianrong passed by in front of the woman and glanced at her. He was very happy to see her beautiful appearance. The two families set a wedding date. The woman's parents were not very demanding. They only asked for two taels of silver for a job, and then promised to send her daughter to marry. Ma Tianrong thought he took advantage of it, paid the gift money, and rewarded the matchmaker. It was just three taels of silver. Not a penniless, not a penniless.

On an auspicious day, Ma Tianrong married the bride and went through the door. On the night of the bridal chamber, she opened her daughter-in-law's turban. She was hunched and her neck curled up like a turtle. She had a pair of big feet under her skirt, more than a foot long, and she was regretful. Only then did she understand the fox fairy's words that night, saying that she had a thin life and no blessing to suffer from beautiful women. It was not aimless. According to.