Chapter 119 You are going to marry me today (13)
“Yo.”
Wen Chan came out from the kitchen with an iron basin, looked at Yang Mianmian scratching the door, and drank calmly A mouthful of porridge.
I don’t know why, but I woke up very hungry early in the morning.
Wen Chan doesn’t usually have a strong appetite for food, but today she still wasn’t full after eating a bowl.
"Want some?"
She squatted at the door of the kitchen and raised the basin in her hand, looking calm and not on the same level as Yang Mianmian.
"You...how are you okay?"
Yang Mianmian got up from the ground, with a surprised look on his face.
Wen Chan asked doubtfully: "What should I do?"
"Don't you know? Everyone who came here last night died."
Yang Mianmian: "..."
"Or do you think..." Wen Chan raised her eyes and smiled. Looking at her with a non-smile, "Is there any other way for me to die?"
Those men are on the one hand, and on the other hand there is the ghost "Yang Mianmian".
So no matter how you look at it, she shouldn’t be safe, right?
However, "Yang Mianmian" disappeared at dawn, and this Yang Mianmian appeared.
Wen Chan was a little doubtful whether these were two Yang Mianmian or just one.
Yang Mianmian pursed her lips and said nothing, leaning her back against the door panel with a desperate expression.
She changed the topic, "Aunt Hong and the others were taken to the cellar. We are all finished..."
Wen Chan paused while drinking the porridge.
This result is not too surprising.
"They went to make trouble early in the morning?"
"What do you mean by making trouble?" Yang Mianmian glared at Wen Chan, "They are just restoring the truth!"
Wen Cicada seems to be looking at a mentally retarded person, "discussing in front of a group of criminals" In terms of the truth, what is this? If they didn’t kill anyone on the spot, they would be lucky.”
“How can you say that! It’s okay if you don’t save people. Talking sarcastically here! ”
Yang Mianmian suddenly ran towards Wen Chan, reaching out to snatch the porridge basin from Wen Chan's hand.
"You still want to drink porridge!"
Wen Chan: "..."
Every bite of porridge is innocent.
Of course she didn't snatch it away.
No one can take anything from Wen Chan.
"It's almost done."
Wen Chan stood up and pushed her away, "You also saw that the door is locked and you can't get out. Can I get out? It can’t be saved, so save your energy, there is no food in the kitchen.”
After she finished speaking, she walked towards her room.
Yang Mianmian was stunned on the spot.
Suddenly I felt regretful.
I regret choosing Wen Chan.
At that time, she just felt that she was not familiar with Wen Chan, so pushing her to be the bride would reduce her inner guilt.
Had she known that this would happen, she should have chosen someone who knew the situation. At least she knew clearly that the other three people were always kind-hearted.
As for Wen Chan, she is completely unpredictable.
Yang Mianmian closed her eyes in despair.
All the tragedies of her previous life suddenly flashed through her mind, causing her to cover her head in pain.
In this place, everyone is forcing her...
Forcing her to die...
She doesn’t want to stay here, not!
Bang, bang, bang——
The sound of a hammer hitting something suddenly came back to her thoughts.
“Be careful, even though the well is dry, it should be quite painful if you fall.”
Wen Chan is holding a small hammer and repairing the damage she kicked last night. Door.
She said casually, without even looking at the other person.
Yang Mianmian came back to her senses and was horrified to find that she was standing at the edge of the well, looking like she was about to jump down at any time. Her legs instantly became weak, and she came down from the edge of the well and fell to the ground, in shock.
At this moment, Wen Chan's sound of repairing the door became her meditation song, giving her an inexplicable sense of security.
"Wen Chan, Wen Chan..."
Yang Mianmian rested for a long time, then climbed up and rushed towards Wen Chan.
"Help me..."
"Huh?" Wen Chan glanced at her, "Aren't you fine now? How do you want me to save you?"
"I I don’t want to have nightmares anymore. I’ll feel better if I stay with you. Please help me.” She reached out and grabbed Wen Chan’s arm, her tone pleading.
Wen Chan looked at her and said nothing.
Yang Mianmian leaned close to her, looking panicked, not daring to look at Wen Chan's eyes.
This feeling is not because of guilt, but because of mental disorder. After grasping the only life-saving straw, I was immersed in my own world.
Wen Chan put down the hammer in her hand and patted her head gently as if to comfort her.
This shot made Wen Chan's face look a little strange.
Is this...
The sign of her death?
It is not the state of a living person at all.
Is the Yang Mianmian she saw last night herself?
Wen Chan was a little confused.
Under her comfort, Yang Mianmian fell asleep leaning against Wen Chan.
She carried Yang Mianmian to the next room and let her lie on the bed to sleep.
When exiting the room, he locked the door.
Last night she was still dissing Jing Shui's move of locking the door, and today she also used this trick.
She put a ban on the lock and made sure that no one else could open it, so she felt a little relieved.
Locking the door is not to shut her in, but to protect her.
She was going out for a trip, and there was no guarantee that no one would come and cause trouble.
After repairing the door to her room, Wen Chan climbed over the wall and left the courtyard.
The big locust tree at the door looks dying and seems to be lacking some water. It is obviously the flowering season, but the leaves are withered and yellow, which has no sense of beauty and makes people reluctant to take a second look.
Because Honggu and the others had just made trouble in the morning, the village was very quiet now. Every household was closed at home, not knowing what they were doing.
This also gave Wen Chan the opportunity to sneak into the cellar.
There is a public cellar in the village. After the grain is harvested, the excess will be sent here and then distributed to the "god wife" and the god of the well to ensure that they have something to eat and will not starve to death.
This has formed a complete survival chain in the village.
…
When Wen Chan arrived, Luo Hao was almost free from the rope.
Her wrists were bruised and bruised by the rope, and Lin Zhao on the side couldn't even try to persuade her.
Her eyes lit up until she saw Wen Chan.
"Wen Chan! I said she is trustworthy! As long as Yang Mianmian mentions this matter, she will definitely come to save us!"
Lin Zhao has great trust in Wen Chan, and when he sees her, he feels like he is seeing her I saw my own mother, and my eyes were full of tears.
Honggu and Luo Hao were a little surprised.
In their opinion, Wen Chan's attitude towards them last night was really not good, and it was really surprising that Wen Chan was willing to come to rescue them.
“Nothing happened to you while you were in Jingmiao?” Hong Gu asked curiously.
Wen Chan still said the same thing, "What can happen to me?"
She untied Lin Zhao's rope first and asked Lin Zhao to untie the other two people.
"You can't stay in the village anymore." She reminded several people.
Honggu's eyes flashed slightly, "I heard from Mianmian what happened in the past. The people who lived in Jingmiao had a bad end."
"They are already dead." Wen Chan He tilted his head and looked at her.
Honggu: "..."
Yes, Wen Chan will resist.
Everyone who tried to go to Jing Temple to commit crimes died.
Honggu sighed, "It's okay."
She tentatively inquired again: "We clearly asked Yang Mianmian the truth about everything, but the task has not been completed yet. , do you have any clues?”