Catch an adulterer red-handed
I really don't know how this man got into my bed.
No, it may not be appropriate to call him "this man". We should call him cousin.
It is the "cousin of my wife's childhood" mentioned by the Jiang family.
But in my memory, this childhood friend is nothing more than going to my second aunt's house when I was six years old. My second aunt asked him to choose a small pot of sour childhood friends for me to eat, and then he gave me a ride with a runny nose and cut a bamboo branch.
I haven't seen this cousin since I was six years old.
It was not until he married her husband for a year that Hong 'an became more and more chaotic, and his second aunt and uncle both died in the chaos. The cousin got her advice before her second aunt died, and journey to the south came to Yongjia to look for Fu Jiang. He was beaten out by the porter like a beggar and called my maiden name in front of the gate, which was heard by my husband. Only then did he find a way out.
I met him through the gauze curtain and vaguely felt that he was like my second uncle in my memory. Both of them have flat noses, and their ears are a little windy and dirty, as if they had never wiped their noses when they were six years old.
My husband asked me, "Mom, he is your only relative. Put him in the cashier's office and learn to keep accounts, okay? "
At that time, my husband's hand was reaching into my thin clothes, and his slender fingers were very restless. I blushed and would only say, "Everything is at my husband's disposal."
My husband immediately put me on the sofa, and I wanted to push him away, so that the maids could see it in broad daylight and chew their tongues in front of their mother-in-law for fear of being scolded by her mother-in-law.
My husband's peach eyes seem to be dripping with laughter, and his hands are getting restless, whispering in my ear: "Didn't you say' everything is arranged by my husband'?"
I let him go as soon as I was soft, biting my lower lip as much as possible, not daring to scream.
After that, my cousin set up a foot in the cashier's office. I just heard that he was disappointing and his hands and feet seemed dirty, but my husband didn't mention it and I didn't ask.
Unexpectedly, the third time I saw this cousin was such a scene.
I was awakened by the noise, sat up from the quilt and opened my sleepy eyes. There are many people in front of the bed, including angry parents-in-law, angry husbands, whispering servants, and Miss Luo's sympathetic face.
I don't know what's going on, follow everyone's eyes.
Next to me, covered with a quilt is a topless man. I vaguely recognized him as my cousin.
At this point, he also blinked, looked at me blankly, and looked at the people around the bed.
Before I could scream, he got out of the quilt and knelt in front of his father-in-law and shouted, "Please forgive me, I won't dare again!" " "
With a scream of "Ah", Miss Luo Jia turned and flew out of the room. My parents-in-law's eyes seemed to breathe fire, trying to burn the quilt I tried to cover my shoulders to ashes.
My husband's body shook. He seemed to close his eyes in pain and never opened them to see me again. With the help of the housekeeper, he staggered away.
And I, at this time, my throat is blocked and I can't say a word.
I couldn't speak until I was tied up in the woodshed, shivering and stiff with cold.
I climbed to the door of the woodshed and called my husband's name with all my strength: "Wen lue, Wen lue!" " "
But Wen Weiwei didn't come. Two days later, Miss Luo Jia came.
She untied the rope for me and brought the steamed bread. She watched me gobble up steamed bread, and tears fell down: "Sister-in-law, why are you doing this?"
I was stuck in a steamed bun and finally swallowed it. I took Miss Luo's hand and began to beg her: "Wan Mei, help me. You told me I was innocent and I didn't steal someone."
Miss Luo cried like a pear in the rain and nodded again and again: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will definitely tell my brother about it."
My husband hasn't been here since Miss Crowe left.
I begged the guard, but no one paid any attention to me. Agui even spat at me and cursed, "How dare you, bitch, want a second young master? ! Don't you know if the second young master can get up? He shut himself in the yard and saw no one. The squire and his wife can't wait to skin you bitch! "
I will only keep repeating in tears: "I am innocent, I didn't steal someone-"
I am really innocent.
I wonder if it's spring sleep. I am very sleepy recently.
In the era when thieves were rampant and wars were raging, Yongjia House was safe and sound. I have to say this is thanks to my father-in-law. Name, plus thousands of troops of his clan, no one dares to offend easily.
Therefore, in the spring when the grass grows and the warbler flies, I can ignore the huge waves outside and have a good sleep in the small building in the backyard of Fu Jiang.
Just to ensure the safety of Yongjia mansion, my father-in-law often sends my uncle and husband out to make good relations with stockades in all directions, and then discusses with managers and clerks in neighboring States about joint anti-thieves.
My husband went to Qingling's house the day before yesterday, so today I have been sleeping alone in the small building.
I didn't wake up until dusk when I was knocked at the door. Miss Luo Jia called me personally and went to the front hall to have dinner with her parents-in-law.
Miss Luo Wan is the only daughter of Director Luo of Qingling Mansion. Because the situation has become more and more chaotic recently, my father-in-law is afraid of losing Yongjia House, so he wants to unite with Manager Luo to jointly resist refugees, mutinous soldiers and mountain thieves.
Manager Luo sent Miss Luo Wan to live as a sign of sincerity. If we can join hands, it will be good for both houses.
I also hit it off with Luo Wan. She is beautiful, cheerful and generous, and generous. There is no one in Fu Jiang who doesn't like her.
But I was really uncomfortable and groggy, so I said to Luo Wan, "Wan Mei, I really can't move. Please tell your mother-in-law that I will go to her old man's house to apologize tomorrow. "
Rowan touched my forehead and said in surprise, "It's a little hot. Don't catch an epidemic outside this spring. "
I was shocked, too. It's too messy outside now, and many refugees have died. Don't really catch the epidemic.
Luowan asked the maids to cook a big bowl of coptis water for me to drink, tucked me in and left. Coptis chinensis water is very useful. I broke out in a sweat, thought about my husband for a while and fell asleep in a daze.
I didn't wake up until the people in the mansion lit torches and lanterns to catch the rape.
But these words, no one believes.
For three days, I said and shouted these words, and my throat was bloodshot, but no one believed me
Pell spat at me and called me a bitch: "If I had known you were such a bitch, the second young master should not have married you in the first place. The old man doesn't know how to lose his head. He will order an adulteress like you for the second young master! "
The grandfather he said is her husband's grandfather and her father's father-in-law.
Grandpa Jiang was a lieutenant, and in his forties, he fought to the death with the Turks in northern Xinjiang. And my grandfather is a veteran who has followed him for twenty years.
In the Battle of the Wall River, Chen Guo's right-wing army was almost completely annihilated. My grandfather tried to waste a leg and carried Grandpa Jiang, who was covered in blood, out of the dead.
Grandpa Jiang held grandpa's hand and said that there was no way to repay his great kindness, and he must marry his children's in-laws. But at that time, Grandpa Jiang's son was married and had children, and my father also married my mother, so the two old people engaged in an early marriage for their two-year-old grandson and newborn granddaughter.
It's me and my husband.
Grandpa Jiang personally wrote the engagement and took a piece as collateral.
Grandpa returned to his hometown in Hong 'an because of a broken leg. After several years of family happiness, he gave up. I was told before I died that my parents must marry me to Yongjia.
A few years later, when I was 15 years old, the scholar's father was critically ill. He took his mother by the hand and asked her to send me to Yongjia for marriage, and then kicked him in the leg.
My mother took me to the south, but unfortunately the seer was killed by the mob, and the state of Chen was at war again. Not far away, my mother was cut down in a pool of blood by the mutinous soldiers.
I dug a hole with my hand, buried my mother, dressed myself as a leper who couldn't be dirtier, and then went to Yongjia House.
I found that my father had already passed away, and my future father-in-law was famous. I was afraid that I would not be accepted, so that I could stop the sedan chair in the street when I was traveling and show the engagement written by Grandpa Jiang in front of thousands of people. This is the only way to successfully enter.
Six months later, my husband and I got married.
I know my father-in-law has been dissatisfied and thinks that this poor girl in the south is definitely not worthy of his second son in Gao Fushuai; My mother-in-law has been making things difficult for me and always scolds me.
But I don't care about all this. Every time I sleep until midnight, I open my eyes, look at my husband by moonlight outside the window, and quietly trace his face with my hand. My happiness will be like the tide, wave after wave.
I don't care what others say. I just want to meet my husband and say to him personally: Liu Wen, I am innocent, you believe me.
However, my husband didn't come until I was tied to the chastity archway outside the city, and then tied to a high woodpile and burned to death in the name of an adulteress.
Tonight is the fifth day of March, but the string moon is covered by thick dark clouds. Like my life, once loved by my husband like a bright moon, tonight it will be swallowed up by dark clouds.
Actually, I've figured it out. The state of Chen has no owner, and the quartet is king. Sooner or later, he will be king, and if he wants to be king, he must get the support of director Luo of Qingling Mansion.
Why does President Luo support it? Only when his daughter marries Jiang Taigong's son will he do so.
Moreover, Luowan has always had a crush on Wenluo, and I simply learned it from the ears of the following people.
The bowl of coptis chinensis water was drugged, which made me speechless after waking up.
This incompetent cousin must have received a lot of money.
Only by falsely accusing me of being an adulteress can my husband give up marrying Luo Wan calmly.
Only by burning me can I get married with Manager Luo, and people in Yongjia and Qingling can be even more afraid of thieves. Everyone wants me dead, in the name of an adulteress.
But what about the husband? Does he believe me?
The onlookers scolded me with the most vicious and disdainful words. I don't want to give in. Although my eyes were sour, I didn't let my tears fall. My eyes angered them, and some people shouted and threw shit.
I licked the dung stains on my lips with my tongue and smiled hoarsely. After laughing, I looked at Jiang Taigong under the woodpile and gnashed my teeth: "The sun and the moon are above, ghosts and gods are below, and I have become a spectre when I die, and I will not let Yongjia Chiang and Qingling Roche go!"
Jiang Taigong's face turned livid under the torch. Five or six people came to the woodpile with torches and waved.
I looked up at the sky and smiled: "God, open your eyes!" "
Suddenly the wind blew and it began to rain. I laughed more hoarse: "Look, God opened his eyes and he knew I was wronged!" " "
There was a riot in the crowd, and Jiang Taigong's face turned bluer. He thundered, "Burn this bitch!" "
"Wait!"
A familiar and unfamiliar voice came, and in an instant, I was in tears.
That's my husband. He separated the crowd and walked slowly towards me.
He has lost a lot of weight, and the robe I made for him seems a little wide. He always has a pair of smiling eyes, but now he is just sad.
He stood in front of the woodpile, and the night wind blew, and his tall figure seemed to be unstable. Someone put a cloak on him and I looked out with tears in my eyes. The most dignified person standing behind my husband is Luo Wan.
It's no use talking too much. I looked at my husband's eyes like every day in the past and said softly, "Wenluo, I am innocent, you believe me."
The night wind roared, torches flickered, and my husband looked uncertain.
He was silent for a long time and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to me. His eyes were sad, but his voice was calm: "This morning, your cousin hanged himself, leaving a suicide note saying that he was seduced by you, and he didn't grasp it at the moment. He was ashamed to see anyone again and died clean. "
I coughed, and my mouth was full of fishy sweetness. I looked at my husband blankly. In his pupil, the shadow of the torch is jumping.
With the last glimmer of hope, I said, "Liu Wen, you believe me."
My husband slowly closed his eyes and turned around slowly. When he turned around, he staggered and found himself about to fall. Rowan stretched out his hand to hold him, slender figure on her beautiful shoulder, and the fire set each other off becomes an interest.
While holding him, she also gave me a gentle smile.
He followed her out of the crowd. When he passed in front of Jiang Taigong, his footsteps stopped, and I vaguely heard two words from his mouth.
The voice is a little tired, but there is no hesitation.
"Burn it."
When the torch is getting closer, it is necessary to light the firewood.
It suddenly occurred to me that a year ago, shortly after my husband and I got married, he took me to visit the deserted Ling Hua. I accidentally slipped and fell into a deep valley. He shouted at the top of the valley, "Mom, you must persist and don't fall asleep. I will definitely come to save you, believe me! "
I believed him, so I didn't fall asleep no matter how much blood was shed on my feet and how groggy I was.
Two days later, he came back with people. Everyone tied the rope down to the bottom of the valley, and my husband fell first.
He picked me up and wouldn't let me go no matter how others advised him.
After coming back, he asked me quietly: "The doctor said it was amazing. You just fell down, and you didn't pass out. Why? "
I was lying in his arms, smelling his elegant breath, and said, "You told me not to fall asleep, and you said you would come and save me."
He scraped my nose: "You trust me so much? What if I don't come back to save you? "
I looked into those dark shining eyes and said firmly, "You are my husband, and I believe you."
He hugged me tightly, buried his head in my chest and sighed and called, "My mother, my mother-"
I believe him, but he doesn't believe me.
God believes me, but my husband doesn't.
Before I was sixteen, I fell like a green wild fruit in the deep mountains.
After marrying him, I am like a peach blossom in March. In his small building, I bloomed for him alone.
I don't know, however, that fighting for the bloom of youth only fulfilled his snuggling with her in the end.