Chapter 598 Peach Yaoyao 8
"Nonsense! You don't take your body seriously! Does she really not want to live, just for the sake of being a scholar?!" He patted the table with hatred.
The old woman gave him a troubled look, and then said quietly: "How about we help them... It makes me feel really sad to see Ah Cui like this."
The village chief glared at her, "She is fooling around, are you going to follow her nonsense? That incident has caused a lot of fuss, and that boy is obviously not a good man. If you betroth A Cui to him, he will push her into a pit of fire! When the time comes, You feel sorry for me.”
Seeing that he was angry, her tears immediately flowed down: "Then what should we do now? Her whole heart is with that boy. She has tried to persuade her, beat her, locked her up and she went on a hunger strike. We also What can be done?”
He sighed feebly.
Outside the window, Qing Wu listened to their conversation with an indifferent expression.
Seeing the sad faces of the two old men, she turned and left.
After wandering around the village as if no one else was around, and especially going into the scholar's house to observe, she found that things were indeed as the village chief said, that the scholar was a scumbag who was not what he looked like.
When she went in, the parents of the defiled girl happened to be in front of her door asking for an explanation, and Zhang Hao was explaining to the neighbors who were watching the excitement.
"I am really unjust. I swear I have never touched her. I am a scholar. My Master taught me to be honest and sensible. How could I do such an unjust thing?"
He dresses like a human being and speaks with deep affection.
But after they left, he changed his humility and laughed ferociously, looking like a proud villain.
It's really ugly.
Qing Wu stood in his courtyard with his hands behind his back, watching the whole process of his face change.
This is just a scholar, and the poems and books have been eaten into the dog's belly.
After thinking for a moment, she stretched out her right hand, and a peach branch appeared in the palm of her hand...
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There was a knock on the door.
Zhang Hao, who originally planned to go back to the house, stopped.
Thinking that the woman's family was back again, he frowned impatiently and cursed: "It's not over yet!"
He suppressed his impatient expression, turned around and opened the door, "You guys..." As soon as the door opened, he froze when he saw the person outside, his eyes widened a little, and he hurriedly stopped talking.
What a beautiful woman...
The woman outside the door is indeed beautiful.
Her skin is like gelatin, her lips are as red as peach petals, and her facial features are as beautiful as a pair of eyes, which are as bright as a pool of spring water.
Wearing a pink peach blossom skirt, the fabric is of fine quality, and the white inner skirt highlights her looming collarbones. Her figure is graceful and graceful, with a slender waist that can be held.
The woman saw him opening the door and smiled slightly.
Meeting his straight eyes, she seemed to be embarrassed. She lowered her head slightly and said softly with a blushing face: "Huh, I'm sorry, I came across here on the way and wanted to ask for a glass of water. I wonder... is it possible?"
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Her voice is very soft, falling like a feather on the top of people's hearts, tickling them.
Zhang Hao's eyes lit up and he quickly invited her in: "Of course! Girl, please come in!"
When the girl passed by him, she brought with her the fragrance of peach blossoms.
He squinted and sniffed. "Did the girl come alone?"
The other party nodded without warning: "Well, I got separated from my servant."
Hearing what she said, Zhang Hao's thoughts started to change.
This is the daughter of the family, she is so good-looking...
With a hint of calculation flashing in his eyes, he smiled elegantly and asked her to wait here for a moment.
Not long after entering, he brought out a bowl of water and handed it to her: "Girl, here it is."
The woman took it and was very grateful.
When she drank the bowl of water in small sips, Zhang Hao curled his lips and showed a successful smile.
(End of chapter)