Chapter 33 Surprise 1[, Red Ticket!]

I laughed and listened to the last scene of Chunhong.

It's simply a bloody drama. I guess Chunhong didn't expect that her innocence for more than 20 years was broken by the thin little boy.

Later, Chunhong didn't go on. She learned my previous movements and shrugged her shoulders to show that you understood.

I rolled my eyes at her, but I didn't ask about the next thing. After all, it's not difficult to guess the ending. It should be that Chunhong woke up the drunken little man in anger, confessed to him that he was his daughter, and then asked him to be responsible. And the little man was also a responsible person. Knowing that Chunhong's reputation had been ruined, he agreed to marry Chunhong.

It's really an unexpected ending.

However, the woman just mentioned by Chunhong is not the singer of "Fenglou". I vaguely remember that the Gui mother in Yihongyuan mentioned that the "Fenglou" singer who was going to perform last night was also a woman who likes to dress up as a man.

That's the singer, which made me have to sing and dance like a clown on the stage under the power of Gui's mother** in Yihongyuan. If you let me meet her, you should make out with her and let her know why the flowers are so popular.

I gritted my teeth and spurred the singer in my heart.

Chunhong didn't know what was thinking in my heart. She just looked at me and muttered in a low voice:

"What's funny? I didn't say I wanted to marry him."

Although the statement didn't agree, her rosy face and Huaichun's eyes completely betrayed her.

It's still this dead duck with a hard mouth.

Suddenly remembered the crux of her for so many years, her heart softened. She couldn't help smiling, took Chunhong's hand, and said sincerely:

"Congratulations, Chunhong!"

Yes, I want to congratulate her. Looking at her happy eyebrows, I know that most of the things have been done. Although I don't know the details of the little man, I still have to congratulate her on her good luck. After all, Chunhong has also suffered too many white eyes and gossip for marriage. Sometimes, I watch her pretend not to know. With a smile on my face, I couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

Sure enough, everyone's happiness is not so easy to get.

Spring red eyes suddenly turned red and he choked:

"Ranran, thank you!"

I just held her hand tightly and looked at her gently.

When she calmed down, I raised my hand, gently wiped off the wet corners of her eyes, and said with a smile:

"What a silly girl. She is about to get married and cry. After people see it, it's time for you to be ashamed."

The tone is like a sister's care for her sister.

Chunhong laughed and nodded my forehead with her hand:

"How dare you say that I'm a stupid girl. Obviously, I'm older than you. Tell me sister to listen!"

"No, you are crying. I don't call the person who cries for my sister!"

He playfully spit out his tongue at her and teased Chun Hong.

The two played for a while before I began to ask about the little man.

It turned out that the little man's name was Wang Zheng, which meant to fight for breath. His family was average. Since his parents passed away, his family has fallen down. Only a few servants of the older generation stayed beside him, and the house is also close to Chunhong's family and lives in an alley on the next street.

The reason why he went to Yihongyuan last night was because he was laughed at by his classmates and was upset. He ran to Yihongyuan and wanted to be presumptuous, but he couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the women in Yihongyuan at all. He retreated repeatedly. In addition, he met people who laughed at him before. As a result, he was mocked again. After sarcasm, he took a few bottles of wine and sat in a place to drink stuffy wine.

The next thing is in line with what Chunhong said.

After I heard it, the trace of worry in my heart completely disappeared.

Fortunately, Wang Zheng is also the first time to go to Yihongyuan. He is not a regular guest of Yihongyuan. He is also shy and soft, but anyway, he is still a responsible man, and Chunhong is my only friend in the world. I don't want her to suffer any grievances.

When chatting, I asked Chunhong, what if Wang Zheng became rich and became prospery?

Chunhong said indifferently, "What else can I do? Continue to live. Is it possible that I will still divorce him?" Then he sighed faintly: "This is also our woman's life."

After saying that, he turned around and smiled at me.

I was silent.

Before leaving the Chunhong meat stall, I didn't forget to do some tricks on her. When she was not paying attention, I patted the paper wrapped in white powder on her shoulder without a trace and left her meat stall.

In fact, it is just some "itch powder" used last night, but the medicinal properties are not so large and the time is relatively short, but it is enough to make Chunhong noisy for a while.

Imagining the scene of Chunhong being tossed around by "itch powder", I couldn't help laughing. It seemed that the voice was a little too loud. Under the strange eyes next to me, I quickly restrained the smile on my face and walked on the street pretending to be calm.

Walking on the street, I saw a young couple who loved to choose jewelry in a jewelry store. They seemed to be attracted by their behavior and stood in a corner and watched quietly.

From time to time, the woman picked out a piece of jewelry and asked her husband standing next to her, while her husband had been gently and made suggestions. There was no impatience on his face. Occasionally, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, and then continued to discuss which jewelry to buy.

When they walk out of the jewelry store, they can still hear the owner of the jewelry store sighing:

"What a loving couple!"

I couldn't help nodding my head and subconsciously looked in the direction the previous young couple left.

There is no trace of them everywhere.

Withdrawing his eyes, his heart suddenly felt a little empty.

Continuing to walk forward blankly, thinking about the love of the young couple just now and asking Chunhong what would you do if Wang Zheng no longer loved you alone.

What should I do if the person I marry in the future changes his mind?

I stopped and my face changed.

What Chunhong said, will you continue to live?

Or, He Li?

I feel like a multiple-choice question that I know I don't want to do but have to do it.

Because no matter which choice, it makes people feel so helpless and desperate.

Covering your ears and stealing the bell, deceiving your own heart, and continuing to live means being separated from your husband, playing tricks and tricks with women in the backyard, and starting a thrilling battle without gunpowder smoke, but as the battle on the battlefield. Gradually, I wasted my years in a small backyard with batches of young women. When Fanghua was no longer there, he found that the original innocence had long been submerged by the ferociousness of darkness.

I couldn't help shivering at the thought of that scene.

No, I don't want to live like that. I would rather die alone, and I don't want to exhaust all my youth for a man and be trapped in the dark backyard.

and away.....

I sighed faintly and looked a little gloomy.

That is also a road of no return. The shackles imposed on women by ancient secular etiquette are already very harsh. Once a woman is separated, it will mean the miserable life of the ancient Buddha in the future. Few people are willing to marry and divorce women, and women who have divorced, even if they are not ancient Buddhas, are still difficult. Less gossip is indispensable. After all, there is a lot of trouble in front of the widow.

However, it is unacceptable for me to serve other women.

Alas, it really makes people feel sad!

With a wry smile, he rubbed his hairy eyebrows with his hand and held his thoughts in his heart. Anyway, life continues. You can't lose your enthusiasm for life because of the uncertainties in the future. After all, it's just unfounded worries and can't solve things at all.

Thinking like this, my mood gradually calmed down.

took a deep breath and kept cheering in his heart. His face also returned to calm from the gloom just now and continued to walk to the yard.

After a few steps, I saw a group of people gathered together, pointing at the corner. Some women even pretended to be shy and covered their eyes with their hands. In fact, the cracks were wide, and they looked at the surrounded corner with a blush.

I wonder, what happened again? Why do these women have a spring heart?

Curious, I quickly lay down on the front of me, and then looked at the ** man lying in the corner with a shocked face, noting the resentment and dissatisfaction of those who would be released by me.

How could it be him?!