Dressed As a Farm Boy, He Cheated on His Way Out of the Desert.

Chapter 239 Turns out it’s all fake!

 “So, Wang E...knows it, she knows it all!”

Wang Yuanwai held the tea cup tightly, his expression full of anger and despair.

For more than ten years, the pillow people are happy and have two sons. They have a prosperous family business. They were all fake!

　　He treated his enemies as benefactors and worked as an ox and a horse for his enemy's family for more than ten years!

 A good scholar was cut off from the Qingyun Road and became the son-in-law of a merchant family.

At home, my mother almost went blind from crying, her brothers were strangers to each other, and the family was in ruins. He, the eldest son who had been given high hopes, was nowhere to be seen.

If it hadn’t been for God’s mercy and his family had fled all the way here, would he not have known about this **** feud until his death?

 “Crash!”

The table full of tea sets was overthrown to the ground by Wang Yuanwai.

His eyes turned black with hatred and anger. He couldn't bear it anymore, fell to the ground and passed out.

Wang Fu and his wife were frightened and rushed forward to help, "Sir, what's wrong with you, please wake up!"

Uncle Zhong was also frightened. He wanted to leave but couldn't. He couldn't get the money. If the gamblers came again tomorrow, their family would have no way to survive!

Fortunately, Mrs. Fu pinched everyone except Wang Yuan, and he woke up quickly, but when he opened his eyes and looked around, there seemed to be something different in his expression.

Wang Fu asked cautiously, "Sir, do you want to go see a doctor outside the city?"

Wang Yuanwai was stunned for a long time, then slowly shook his head and sat up with support.

The atmosphere in the room was sluggish, like a muddy pond, and several people were so depressed that they didn't dare to breathe.

Uncle Zhong still had the courage to say, "Uncle, the old slave... the old slave has said everything he needs to say. Do you think... should you give the silver to the old slave? I will wait for help at home."

Wang Yuanwai looked at him coldly, his eyes flashed, and finally said: "I will ask Wang Fu to send money to your home to solve the urgent need, but you have to live here for a month. After one month, I will let you Say what you said today again, and then I will give you a large sum of money, enough for your family to move elsewhere. "

Uncle Zhong hesitated and wanted to say something, but Wang Yuanwai gave him no chance.

 He said two words directly to Wang Fu, "Cellar."

Wang Fu nodded, took Uncle Zhong and walked to the backyard.

Wang Fu is young and strong, but Uncle Zhong is old and frail, and he can't even try to struggle.

 In the end, Uncle Zhong was stuffed into the big cellar in the corner of the courtyard. Uncle Zhong probably felt that something was wrong and tried desperately to climb up, but Wang Fu pushed him back.

"Uncle Zhong, just stay calm. I always keep my word."

 “No, no, Wang Fu, I want to go home, I want to go home!”

Uncle Zhong still wanted to shout, but the cellar door was closed and a big stone was placed on it...

When Wang Fu returned to the front yard, Wang Yuanwai had already tidied up his clothes, and it looked like there was no change from before.

Seeing him come in, Wang Yuanwai handed over two banknotes, "Take these coins and send them to Uncle Zhong's house to help them solve the casino problem. Tell them that I sent Uncle Zhong to help with a small matter. A month later go back."

Wang Fu quickly agreed, "Don't worry, sir."

After thinking about it, he asked again, "Master, do you really want to give Uncle Zhong money in one month? If he does this, he should be beheaded to atone for his sin!"

Wang Yuanwai took a deep breath and looked out at the dark dusk. He didn't know what he thought of. After a long time, he said: "Kill to pay for life, debt to pay for money, no one can escape. Let's go back to the house!"

Wang Fu understood, but had no sympathy for Uncle Zhong. He quickly nodded to his wife, nodded to the backyard, silently asked her to watch carefully, and then followed his master away.

In the courtyard of the Wang family in the south of the city, Wang E personally took the maid to the study room in the front yard. When she saw no sign of her husband, she asked the book boy.

The book boy said: "The master said that my wife likes cold melons. He went out to see if he could buy one." Wang E smiled sweetly, covered her blush with a handkerchief, and said angrily: "The master is really a big fan of the festival. It would be nice to sit at home for a while.”

“This is because the master loves his wife. After all, there are not many good men like the master in this city.”

The maid's words made Wang E even happier.

At this moment, the concierge shouted, "The master is back!"

Wang Hungry hurriedly brought his maid to greet him, only to find that her husband was drunk and staggering.

She was startled and asked quickly: "What's going on? Didn't you go out to buy cold melons? Why did you get drunk?"

Wang Fu lowered his head and whispered: "I didn't buy the cold melon, and I got a little angry. I was unhappy for a while, so I drank wine."

 “You are angry, who are you angry with?” Wang E was so anxious that she supported her husband and walked inside.

Arrived in the backyard, Wang E chased away the maid and mother-in-law, changed her husband's clothes herself, made a wet cloth to wipe his face, and complained in a low voice: "It's a big festival, why are you making such a fuss?"

Wang Yuanwai was very drunk. He grabbed her wrist and shouted vaguely, "Why am I just a businessman? I am looked down upon by others. I can't even buy a cold melon. I should be a scholar. Why didn't I take the merit examination?" , How come I became a merchant!”

Wang E's face changed in shock. She trembled with her hands. After a while, she calmed down and asked tentatively: "Master, you...haven't you been taking care of the family business? Why are you talking about studying?"

"Hmph!" Wang Yuanwai sneered, rolled on the bed, and shouted loudly, "Those sour shows don't matter, I can do everything they know. If I take the scientific examination, I will definitely be better than them! But I just do it anyway. I have no business? I should take the imperial examination and become a Jinshi!"

Wang E felt even more guilty after hearing this, and advised, "Master, don't think so much. We can train our son well. He can gain fame and shine."

"Yes, yes, I still have a son! I want to find a good academy for my son and let him get the top prize!"

After Wang Yuanwai muttered these words, he lay down beside the bed and fell asleep.

Wang E breathed a sigh of relief, tidied up briefly for him, and went out thoughtfully.

She had no idea that as soon as she turned around, her drunken husband opened his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes was as cold as ten thousand years of ice...

In the new village of Suijintan outside the city, every household is also celebrating the festival.

Of course, the most lively place has always been the Li family’s courtyard. All the family’s children and grandchildren have returned, plus Dr. Zhang and Uncle Zhao. The courtyard is full of people sitting there.

Mrs. Li made the decision and asked Li Laoer and Jiaren to come together and invite the village elders to eat and admire the moon together.

 The old couple has no children, so they cannot avoid being lonely in such days.

 They usually take good care of the Li family, so of course they cannot be left behind at this time.

Tao Hongying, Zhao Yuru, and Jia Huan were busy all afternoon. They set up two large tables with eight dishes and one soup, all delicious and delicious. The aroma that filled the yard made the children drool.

Jiayin, the little baby loved by the whole family, certainly received preferential treatment.

As soon as the fire started to light up in the kitchen, she sat on the threshold, holding a small bowl, and ate from beginning to end.

At this moment, everyone gathered together to eat, drink, and laugh, and she rubbed her bulging belly and played around.

 The moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival hangs in the sky, illuminating the village and outside it as if it were daytime.

Jiayin stepped on the stool, finally climbed onto the millstone, and lay down to admire the moon.

  She had no relatives in her previous life, so she wasn't too sad now, but she still couldn't help but miss it a little, the busy traffic, the prosperous world...

 (End of this chapter)