Chapter 1929: The Deadly White Moonlight of the Republic of China 28
After entering the main hall, Wen Guanghou saw his two favorite sons, who were beaten by Wen Huijun and cried, and stepped forward with two feet in anger.
The strength of an adult man is already strong, but Wen Huijun was unprepared, and was kicked to the ground by Wen Guanghou.
Wen Huijun's painful facial features were distorted, Wen Guanghou didn't look at her, and he hugged his two sons in his arms distressed.
"Dad, I want candy and almond crisps."
"I want to eat roast chicken and drink milk."
Wen Guanghou went out to drink to borrow money, and he gave up his old face and said all kinds of compliments. The old friend who was congenial at the time gave him fifty silver dollars like a beggar.
He was feeling sour, and when he heard his two sons shouting like this, he felt even more uncomfortable: "Okay, I will buy them all, and my father will buy them for you. When your sister is married off, we will have money."
"Father, who are you going to marry me!" Wen Huijun put her hands on her waist, half-raised her head and stared at Wen Guanghou.
Her waist hurts a lot, but she can't resist the panic in her heart.
Wen Guanghou was in a fit of anger, panting heavily from his nose, and replied coldly: "Marry a chicken and follow a chicken, marry a dog and follow a dog, this is your life."
The taste of falling from the cloud into the mud was unpleasant. It had only been two months, and he had already forgotten how much he loved Wen Huijun back then.
"No, Dad, I don't want to get married. Young Master Yu and I have privately agreed for life. You can find Yu's family and Yu Lisheng."
The huge panic made Wen Huijun take the initiative to explain her affair with Yu Lisheng.
She couldn't bear it, and her father casually married a potbellied man in exchange for a betrothal gift.
"Yu Lisheng? Is it Yuncheng's Yu family, the Yu family who opened a foreign business?"
Wen Guanghou's eyes lit up, and Wen Huijun nodded while crying.
He raised his head and smiled, patted the heads of his two sons, and walked in drunkenly.
Two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of Wen Huijun's eyes, and she thought sadly, "Brother Lisheng, where are you, why don't you come to me or save me."
Autumn was in full swing, Cheng Wenniang was half-squatting by the well, beating her clothes with a stick and a mallet, and thin beads of sweat came out from her temples.
Kerr kicked the feather shuttlecock aside, the two soaring calf horns trembled.
"Wenniang, it's such a cold day, let me wash your clothes, you are a person with two bodies."
Aunt Niu came to the well with a wooden bucket to fetch water, and saw Cheng Wenniang beating her clothes hard, with an unbearable look on her face.
Ke'er grabbed the shuttlecock, tilted her head and looked at Aunt Niu. She ran to Cheng Wenniang and said, "Mother, Ke'er will help you do the laundry."
"Thank you, Aunt Niu. It's only been over a month since I was in my stomach. I'm not afraid of being tired. When I was a child, I had to cook for the whole family when I was a child, and I was very good at doing laundry."
Cheng Wenniang's smile was gentle, her eyebrows were soft and her eyes were soft, and there was no hostility or complaining at all.
Aunt Niu sighed and put down the wooden barrel: "I don't know what kind of people would be so blackhearted and torture a woman with a big belly. Lady Wen, you can live in peace here, our owner is a first-class good person. "
"I know, if my boss didn't take me in, I'm a woman, and in such a world, where would I be able to survive."
Cheng Wenniang was more grateful to Wen than anyone else—no, Miss Mei and Young Master.
If it wasn't for them giving help in the snow, when Li Bing was forcibly kicked out of the house in front of the new lady, she would have no face to live in the world.
When all her thoughts were lost, Cheng Wenniang remembered what Miss Mei's said, and took Ke'er's hand and stumbled towards the Sino-French Concession.
On that day, she almost shed tears in her life, and all kinds of desperate thoughts were churning in her heart.