The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Chapter 282 Getting along in the cave

Qingyin, who was squatting to eat, certainly did not miss the plot in He's eyes.

Sure enough, not long after the meal, He took the initiative to wash the dishes and called himself into the house.

The original body's father, Lin Dahai, was sitting on one side of the door, puffing on his opium, as if blocking the only exit, while He's mother pulled Qingyin to sit on the bed.

The iron-like hand held the girl tightly. It was obvious that the peasant woman, who was used to farm work, was too strong for a young girl to twist her body.

Did Qingyin know what He was going to do? Perhaps it was because she was even more dishonest than her original self in this life, and the effect of the beauty pill, that made He and Lin's father feel that some things should be put on the agenda.

Qingyin lowered her head to hide the sarcasm and disgust in her eyes, pretending to be scared and in pain, and said, "Ah! Mom, you're hurting me, why did you suddenly come into the room?"

"Oh, really?" He was sad and relaxed her grip slightly, but still did not let go of Qingyin's hand.

"Er Ya, you know that our family is poor, and you are grown up now. Mom and Dad have worked hard to raise you all their lives. It is not easy for girls to get married when they are old, and mom also hopes that you can find a good home. Didn't your grandmother Li come to mom to tell you? There is a family in Muzi Village in Minghe Mountain. The family is rich and has an only child, but he is a little old. Mom thinks this marriage is okay. You can marry..."

He was still talking on and on.

But Qingyin stopped the woman from talking: "Mom, I do!"

"what?"

Father Lin stopped smoking and He was stunned.

He, who had originally planned to use more words and threats to persuade the second girl to marry him obediently, smacked her lips and said, "Ah, you agree?"

"Yes, mother."

The girl's eyes curved as she said sweetly, "You are my mother, I know you won't harm me. That family is so well off, I'll just go there and enjoy the good life. Before we get married, please ask for more gifts so that Tianbao can have some money to marry a wife. When Tianbao becomes rich, he can help me. When I marry to Muzi Village, I'll bring more meat and food from home to honor my mother and father."

He/Father Lin: “…”

Arya has already said everything, what else can they say?

For the first time, He Shi took the initiative to smile at Erya, ignoring the guilty feeling she had when she first heard Erya's opening words. He Shi also suddenly realized that her Erya was not very smart.

The condemned little conscience made her say a few nice words to Qingyin: "When you get married there in the future, you must be well behaved and hurry up to give birth to a boy of your own, understand?"

"Yeah! I know." Qingyin nodded obediently.

"Okay, then you can go out." At this time, He's hand loosened, and Qingyin walked out openly in front of Lin's father.

In the previous life, the original body was also at this time, but because it was a little later, the He family wanted to marry her to someone else in exchange for a high bride price. It was called marriage, but in fact she was sold to someone else by He's mother and Lin's father.

This family can offer a bride price four times higher than others, so they are certainly not a good family. The place is more remote than Eming Mountain, and the village is much poorer than other villages. The family chosen by He's mother is Hu Cheng, the man who loves to beat his wife the most in Muzi Village. This man is the only son of the local village chief. He has married several wives, but none of them lived long because he was born impotent and loved to beat his wives. Every wife was beaten to death by him. His wives were either orphans without parents in the village, or daughters who were not valued outside... People with conscience in the village did not dare to report it due to the power of the village chief, and others either turned a deaf and dumb, pretended not to see, or went along with them.

If her original self in the previous life had not saved the male protagonist and had not desperately escaped from the house where He's mother was imprisoned, she would probably have become another wandering ghost in Minghe Mountain.

Qingyin lowered her head, suppressing her inner anger. After a long period of oppression, the He family had become accustomed to being the product of oppression and had also become the accomplices who interfered. This family was already rotten and festering, and if they wanted to renew it, they had to cut it all down, so this was why the original body wanted to escape desperately.

When Qingyin came out, she looked at Lin Tianbao, who was sitting sideways on the chair, chewing melon seeds and whose fat eyes had become much smaller, with disgust.

If someone makes her unhappy, Qingyin doesn't want to make them happy.

Qingyin's mind was racing as she walked out of the house, her feet wet as she stepped on some special little yellow fruit and sprinkled some water on it.

After a while, Qingyin came back.

He walked around the house, sweeping the floor, seemingly without any purpose.

Lin Tianbao looked at his sister who was walking in front of him without any respect. He narrowed his calculating eyes, coughed several times, and deliberately threw a few more melon seed shells on the floor that Qingyin had just cleaned: "Tsk tsk, Lin Erhua, you haven't cleaned the floor yet!"

Qingyin narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

Just when the little fat boy suddenly felt a little dangerous, Qingyin smiled meekly and said, "Brother, wait a moment, I'll sweep it right away."

Qingyin's silence just now actually made him feel scared, which made Lin Tianbao angry and embarrassed, and he bullied Qingyin even more wantonly.

Deliberately sprinkling melon seed shells on the clean ground.

Qingyin obeyed all the instructions. Perhaps the fat boy felt bored by his taciturn behavior, so he started to eat melon seeds lazily again.

He didn't notice at all that some of the darker spots on the ground were a little wetter.

Qingyin put down the broom and walked out of the room, with a slight smile on her lips.

After a while, Qingyin heard a series of "Pa Pa Pa" sounds coming from the room, accompanied by the crying of the little fat boy and the screams of women and men wrestling.

Qingyin thought this was really too wonderful.

Qingyin walked out of the house humming a ballad happily, scraped the mud on her shoes with a branch and put it on Lin Tianbao's shoes, brushing away the traces of her own shoes.

Qingyin got another pair of clean and tidy shoes.

The next day, when Qingyin arrived at the cave, the man was gone.

But the fire was still burning, obviously the man had just left.

Qingyin was not surprised and lay in the cave to catch up on her sleep.

Duan Heng, who had just brought back the prey from outside, was holding a pheasant in one hand. He looked at the slightest signs of movement at the entrance of the cave and stepped in cautiously.

His eyes fell on the familiar girl on the hay, and he relaxed slightly.

When Qingyin woke up, she was awakened by the smell of the man's roasted pheasant.

The fat pheasant was roasted by the man until it was sizzling with oil, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of unknown jam, giving off an alluring and mouth-watering aroma.

It is hard to imagine that a prince in the palace has such good skills.

The man looked at the little girl who had come close to him at some point, and stared at the big roast chicken in his hand as if she were his lover.

Duan Heng did not hesitate, thinking that his appearance was not as good as the roast chicken in his hand.

A smile flashed in Duan Heng's eyes, and he slowly tore the roasted pheasant in his hand. Qingyin felt that the male protagonist seemed to slow down the speed of roasting the chicken deliberately to tempt her because of his slow movements.

Qingyin cursed secretly, didn’t the stingy male protagonist deliberately not leave any fish meat for him?

After a while, a large, tender and juicy chicken leg was placed in front of Qingyin.

Qingyin looked at the male protagonist blankly.

Duan Heng's lips curled slightly: "Didn't they say that patients should avoid meat and fish? Then please help me solve more problems, my savior."

Qingyin was stunned.

"don't want?"

"Don't be a fool!"

Qingyin came back to her senses and happily nibbled on the big chicken leg in her hand.