Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

Wang Daxia patted the horse and left. Broker Chen planned to go to Wang Qianhu to file a complaint. But the pain was not light from the fall, his hands were covered with dust and catkins, and he had no face to see people. He leaned on his waist, moved slowly, and walked over. A well at the end of the alley.

The water in this well is sweet, and Tianshui Alley gets its name. The residents of Tianshui Alley use daily water here.

As the days are sinking, a group of women are carrying water around the well platform to wash their clothes. Broker Chen asks the women for a bucket of water to wash their faces and hands.

They were all acquaintances, and the women laughed and handed the empty bucket to Broker Chen. They also teased:

"The stepmother and stepson of Wang Qianhu's family are at odds with each other. Who in the know would dare to rent this house?"

"That's right, I didn't have to provoke a show, the house has been empty for several years, and you coax an outsider to rent it out, so how can the second master Wang give up?"

"After being beaten by Wang Yanei, regret it!"

Broker Chen shook the reel set on the well and lifted up a bucket of well water, "Men don’t get mad, and women don’t have skirts and hairpins. I have to make money to marry a wife to support the family."

The woman poured a basin of dishwashing water floating on the side of the road into the ditch where the water drained, "You are really a cured duck in a pot-the body is rotten, and the mouth is still hard! Wang Yanei will definitely see you hitting it again in the future. once."

Broker Chen borrowed other people's buckets, so it was difficult to quarrel, so he buried his head and washed his hands and face.

Washed up, took the dust and catkins on the round-necked robe, and took a self-portrait of reflection in the bucket. The person looks like a dog to see people. Broker Chen thanked the woman and went to Wang Qianhu for help.

Who can control Wang Ya's internal chaos? Only his father in Ya Nei.

The Wang family has a side entrance in Tianshui Lane. It is already dark, and the janitor said that Wang Qianhu has not yet left the Yamen.

Wang Qianhu is the commander of Beicheng Soldiers and Horses.

There are a total of five soldiers and horses in the east, south, west and north in the capital. They specialize in security, fire prevention, road cleaning, etc. (equivalent to the Beicheng District Police Station plus urban management plus fire protection three-in-one, Wang Qian The household is the director)

Broker Chen was waiting at the door, waiting to see Wang Qianhu returning home, but he heard the sound of a tiger holding a rolling bell.

With the dim moonlight and the lantern hanging in front of Wang Qianhu's side door, Broker Chen saw the traveling doctor shaking the tiger support—it was the tenant Wei Caiwei who had returned from practicing medicine.

bad! She couldn't get in at all when she came back! The key has not been recovered yet!

Broker Chen rushed over to say hello to Wei Caiwei, "Doctor Wei, I want to explain something to you..."

Every family has a hard-to-read scripture. The second young master of the Wang family, Wang Daxia's mother, Qian clan died early, and refused to be under the control of his stepmother Wu clan. She was an unlearned and profligate prodigal, known as Wang Yanei.

Wang Qianhu was worried that the prodigal son would take away Mrs. Qian's dowry, so he handed over the dowry to Mrs. Wu, his wife, including the small building rented by Wei Caiwei.

Wang Yanei is a prodigal son who has to spend all the money in the oil pan. How can he give up?

As long as Mr. Chen took the guests to see the house, he would go around and frighten the guests away. As a result, he could not rent it out for half a year in such a good boundary, such neat houses and furniture in North City.

Today, Broker Chen was lucky. Wang Yanei went out early in the morning and didn't know what he was doing. Broker Chen was able to get things done, half-coaxed and half-deceived to rent the house to an unsuspecting doctor.

"...That's what happened." Broker Chen explained, "Doctor Wei, please rest assured, Sun Wukong will not be able to overcome the Five Finger Mountain of the Tathagata Buddha no matter how much he can toss. Wang Qianhu will teach his son, and the key will be returned. Wang Qianhu is Wang Yanei's curse. ."

Unexpectedly, Wei Caiwei didn't get angry and scolded Broker Chen for profiteers, but listened with relish to him about the Wang family gossip and said:

"It turns out that this is the case. I'm very satisfied with this house. As for the key-I want to see Wang Yanei first, to reason with him, and to be courteous first and then to fight. If you go directly to Wang Qianhu to file a complaint, Wang Yanei will have to be beaten. It hurts self-esteem, and the more pressing it gets, the more urgent it gets. Even if the keys are given tonight under the strong pressure of Wang Qianhu, he will come to my house after two days to make trouble, and the house will be restless ever since."

Broker Chen said hurriedly, "Healers' parents, Dr. Wei is really a living bodhisattva. However, you must not have any illusions about Wang Yanei. The famous little dandy in the entire Beicheng, stepmother Mrs. Wu has nothing to do with him. Sticks. There is a filial son from the bottom, and only Wang Qianhu can control him."

For some reason, no matter what Broker Chen warned, the little widow insisted on seeing Wang Daxia and said, "I still decided to talk to Wang Yanei first."

Broker Chen had no choice but to go to Wang's Mansion and ask the concierge, "Is Young Master Wang at home?"

The doorman still shook his head, "My second young master left the house early in the morning, and he hasn't returned home yet."

Agent Chen replies to Wei Caiwei. Wei Caiwei pointed to a night market across the street and said: "I haven't eaten dinner yet, so I'm not in a hurry. I'll wait while I eat."

Broker Chen was also hungry, and said, "It's because I didn't do things well. I'll ask you to make amends to Doctor Wei for this meal."

Broker Chen is very cunning. He has a short mouth. After eating his food, there was a dispute in the house. The doctor said that he would not want to check out.

There is still room for recovery.

Broker Chen stumbled and chose the cheapest wonton in the night market. He also made an excuse: "This shop is the closest to Wang's mansion, so it's easy to keep an eye on. Once we see Wang Yanei coming back, we will talk to him."

Wei Caiwei smiled and didn't pierce it. "It's still Broker Chen's thoughtful consideration."

This outsider is so cheating! After all, he is still young and not deeply involved in the world. Broker Chen sat down and ordered a bowl of mustard meat wontons.

Wei Caiwei said: "Boss, two bowls of three fresh wontons, do not add coriander to one of them."

Broker Chen feels distressed about the money, "Ahem, Doctor Wei, this restaurant has a generous portion. There are fifteen large wontons in a bowl. I'm afraid you will be overwhelmed by it."

Wei Caiwei smiled and said, "I am not eating alone."

Broker Chen looked around: "Huh? Dr. Wei has an entourage by his side?"

Wei Caiwei said: "It's the deceased husband's bowl of wontons. I will pay for it."

When the husband dies, the wife has to feed the husband for three years.

Please, please, yes, it's not short of a bowl of wonton money. Broker Chen said hurriedly: "I'll come here, just a few small dollars."

During the conversation, three bowls of wontons were served, and Broker Chen started eating. Wei Caiwei put the bowl without coriander on the west side of the table, sprinkled some pepper, put a pair of chopsticks on it, and said to the air:

"Erlang, I'm eating. Today I... have been busy until now, business is good, Beijing is not the same, dinner is too late, are you hungry."

Be considerate of the dead ghost's husband, and worry that he doesn't eat coriander and pepper!

Broker Chen said in his heart, if I marry a lady who treats me so well in the future, I am afraid I will be happy!

"Your husband and wife have a deep and righteous relationship." Broker Chen did not expect that one day he would envy a dead person.

Wei Caiwei sighed in a low voice, "It's a pity that the love is so sad."

When the two of them had eaten halfway, a figure came over and sat down on Wei Tsaiwei's deceased husband's position, and patted Agent Chen on the shoulder.

"You are taking care of my old man, so you can sue me, right? You are dead, I will follow there tonight where you go, and I won't let you meet my old man."

No one else, but Wang Daxia in the ya Nei.

Broker Chen was pierced in his mind and hesitated, "Wang Er Shao misunderstood, I'm just hungry and find a place to eat."

"You have a good appetite. I ordered two bowls of wontons." Wang Daxia sniffed her nose, "Well, no coriander, it's just as good as mine. I'm not welcome, you treat me for this meal."

Wang Daxia picked up the bowl and ate.

Broker Chen was stunned, "You...unreasonable! This is the dinner offered by Doctor Wei to his deceased husband!"

Seeing Wang Daxia, Wei Caiwei's eyes were stagnant, her lips were slightly opened, and the spoon in her hand was out of control. She fell into the bowl with a clang and splashed out the soup, "It's you! I am...I—"

Seeing Wei Caiwei's helpless and incoherent appearance, Broker Chen thought she was afraid of Wang Ya Nei, and quickly stood between the two, "Wang Ya Nei! What a skill to bully a little widow!"

In his anger, Broker Chen stopped calling him Er Shao, and directly called Wang Ya Nei by his nickname.

Wang Daxia walked around Agent Chen sideways, tilted his head to look at Wei Caiwei, the white filial piety bun on his head was particularly conspicuous in the night.

If you want to be pretty, be filial. What a beautiful little widow!

Wang Daxia's eyes immediately shined like stars, and her eyebrows were often picked up frivolously.

Seeing the beauty, Wang Daxia's attitude eased a lot, put down the bowl, and said:

"Little widow, I have no grievances against you. You were deceived by this unscrupulous broker. He knew that there was a dispute with that house, so he coaxed you to sign a lease for five or two brokerage fees. The house and the furniture in it are my dead mother's dowry. , I want to leave a thought, I don’t want people from outside to live in. Now the rent is in the hands of my stepmother, you want Mr. Chen to get the rent back and find another place to live."

At this time, Wei Caiwei had come back to her senses, her mind was a little settled, and she said: "Wang Er Shao misunderstood. Broker Chen and I were at your door to wait for you to go home, not to file a complaint with Wang Qianhu. Regarding the house, I think Discuss with you face to face. My name is Wei and I am a medical practitioner. You can call me Doctor Wei."

Oh, this little widow is interesting! Talking with me, this notorious Ya Nei, is kind.

He does treat us as human beings, but...

Wang Daxia frowned and touched her chin, seemingly embarrassed, "There is nothing to discuss. I don't allow anyone to touch my mother's dowry. Dr. Wei should move away."

This is nothing to talk about.

Broker Chen was about to speak and persuade again. Wei Caiwei pointed to the bowl in front of Wang Daxia and said, "The deceased husband has already eaten, and Wang Er Shao is hungry? If you don't dislike it, please use this bowl of wontons. Even if the business fails, you will be with Wang Er. Get to know each other less."

The so-called “meal offering” means just a moment’s mind, and it’s enough to feed the living people for a while, and ordinary people don’t waste food.

There is a beautiful little widow who generously invites him to eat wontons. If he refuses, won't he twitch? Not even the little widow.

"Thank you, Doctor Wei." Wang Daxia picked up a spoon and ate wontons. She was a disciple of a noble family. Although she was dull, she was still eating well, and she didn't say a word.

It seems that Dr. Wei is going to check out, and the brokerage fee of five taels of silver has to be vomited. Broker Chen is anxious and feels that the mustard ravioli in the bowl is not fragrant. What should be done?

At this time, there was a sound of horseshoes on the road, and the Beicheng soldier Ma Si began the night patrol. Broker Chen stood up suddenly, looking forward to: Wang Qianhu is coming back! I still have to talk to Lao Tzu in Ya Nei!

Wang Daxia saw Broker Chen’s careful thinking, grabbed Broker Chen’s hand, and forced him to sit down, "It’s not my father. Beicheng has just committed a murder case, and now Beicheng soldier Ma Si is looking for the murderer everywhere, my father is busy. When handling the case, it is estimated that you will not go home in the yamen for the past few days, so you must sue this heart."

"Huh?" Broker Chen was shocked, "Human homicide! Who has the accident?"

"I don't know, I heard people say that the scene was quite scary." Wang Daxia took a spoon and gestured across her neck. "With a knife cut her throat, her neck blood was sprayed on the catkins on the treetops, and the white catkins were dyed red."

Broker Chen shuddered, and instinctively covered his neck with his hands, "Oh, what kind of hatred, what kind of grudge, it's a terrible death."

Wei Caiwei looked down at the floating chopped green onion in the bowl, wondering what hatred or resentment? Of course it is the hatred of destroying the door, the hatred of killing the relatives!

I did it.

In the first life, there is gratitude and revenge, and I will not let God give me a second chance.

The author has something to say: After rebirth, revenge the spouse is correct, both hands must be grasped, both hands must be hard.

Caiwei: Eat, it was originally for you.

Wang Daxia: Oh, this little widow is 80% interested in the beauty of this office.

The second watch is sent, and 100 red envelopes will continue to be issued. The daily watch is tentatively scheduled to be updated at 6:18 every morning.