Chapter 143 The King of the Mountain's Cheap Lady (3)
Chapter 143 The King of the Mountain's Cheap Lady (3)
Chapter 143 The King of the Mountain's Cheap Lady (3)
Those who are familiar with him know that he is a nice person, but he likes to put on a sinister expression, and his heart is different. Even if he does good deeds with good intentions, he always seeks a bad name for himself, as if he is afraid that others will appreciate him.
He just looks fierce and bluffs, but he is actually a kind person with a soft heart inside.
Just like now, he glared at the woman beside him who was smiling happily. He looked very scary, but the woman was not afraid, and instead smiled even more happily.
The man just made a face, stared, squeezed her small hand with his big hand, and used a little force as a warning. He also had to pay attention to his propriety, for fear of hurting her, but he could not do anything to her.
After the storyteller finished teasing Hades and gave everyone enough time to laugh, he slapped Tangmu again, drawing everyone's attention back.
I just heard him continue the original words and say: "Just now I said that the living king of Hades looks scary, and the little girls shy away when they see it, but there is such a girl who dares to stand by his side."
"Do you guys know who it is?"
"Princess Yan!" the tea guests replied loudly and loudly.
Tang Mu slammed again, "That's right, this person is Princess Yan!"
"Speaking of this Concubine Yan, her appearance is as beautiful as flowers and jade, she is so beautiful that she is not like a woman in the world."
"Together with the Living Hades, it can be said that one is in the sky and the other is in the ground. It is extremely unsuitable."
When the storyteller said this, the man suddenly frowned, and the air pressure around him was very low.
He tightened his fists violently, and looked at the storyteller even more unkindly, "I'm afraid this old man is tired of working."
The words were full of gnashing of teeth.
Because the sound came from between the teeth, it was not very loud, and was quickly covered by the surrounding admiration and playfulness.
He doesn't mind how others judge his appearance and character, but he doesn't allow others to say anything about their incompatibility. His concubine Yan was born to match him.
Seeing this, the woman knew that he was being poked and annoyed, so she stopped making fun of him, and quickly took his big hand, interlocking her fingers, looked at him with smiling eyes, and comforted him: "Don't be angry, What do they know, it's just nonsense."
"In this world, only you are worthy of me, and I only want you."
The low air pressure around the man dissipated instantly, he clenched his palms tightly, the temperature rose a lot, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a happy arc.
Sometimes, appropriate sweet words can have unexpected magical effects.This is a woman's personal experience.
At this time, the voice of the storyteller came again, "If you want to talk about this concubine of Hades, she was also afraid of the living king of Hades at the beginning. This is also human nature. If it were you, you would not be afraid of such a vicious person. ?”
"Afraid!" Sure enough, watching the excitement is not a big deal, and the tea guests loudly accepted the storyteller's ridicule.
The man who was finally comforted, after hearing this, his face turned dark again in an instant, his fists were clenched loudly, if it wasn't for the soft and firm touch of the other palm that suppressed most of his anger, he wouldn't be doing it right now. Sit securely in your position.
The storyteller continued: "Since they were afraid, how did these two people get together?"
He paused deliberately to whet the appetite of the tea guests, and then he slowly shook his fan and said, "This has nothing to do with the deeds done by the Living King of Hell."
Everyone let out a long 'oh', showing the expression of realization.
The storyteller patted the tree, and continued: "That's right, this Concubine Yan was snatched up the mountain by the living King Yan and became Mrs. Yazhai!"
There was another uproar all around, the man's brows were tightly moved closer to the middle, wishing he could pick up a few flies, and he looked at the old man with more vicious and dissatisfied eyes.
He robbed?The man snorted in disdain, and barked without knowing anything. If the little woman beside him didn't stop him, he would have to go up and teach the old man how to speak.
The little hand squeezed the big hand, and the woman smiled again to comfort her: "Don't be angry, how can the storyteller's books be taken seriously, they are all made up by yourself to lull tea drinkers."
"Anyway, which version is together, the process and so on, you and I know it well, what are you fussing about with an outsider?"
"If you really don't want to, just treat it as an obedience book, just treat it as someone else's story, okay?"
The man picked up the teacup abruptly, took a big gulp, felt the warmth of his palm, and suppressed the anger in his heart.
The storyteller was not clear about his lucky escape, but continued his story: "This Princess of Hell was originally a charming young lady with a prosperous life. She was not only beautiful, but also knowledgeable in books and etiquette."
"Because of being too good, the master of the family thinks that this family background is not good today, and that the appearance is not good tomorrow, so he rejected one after another who came to propose marriage."
"Seeing that it has been two years since the young lady and her hairpin, she has become a grown-up girl, and her marriage has not been settled yet."
"The master was in a hurry now, and knew that this matter could not be delayed any longer, so he chose a relatively outstanding one among the begging relatives, and wanted to finalize the marriage."
"It's another thought when this matter reaches the young lady's ears."
"Miss has her own opinions, and she doesn't want to decide on her own marriage affairs at will. I let my father choose left and right before, but I just understand my father's nature and know that it will end like this."
"She herself also wanted to take the opportunity to see each other and see if she could pick out the right man. Unfortunately, the fate has not come yet."
"Miss knew that her father had moved his mind this time, and realized that she could no longer just sit and wait for death, so she took advantage of the darkness to wrap up her package and left home overnight."
After everyone heard this, everyone admired the young lady's courage. This was absolutely impossible outside Lai City.
Laicheng is isolated from the world, and the thoughts of the people are mostly influenced by Lu Xinghai.
Although the Lu family is a big family from outside, they don't look down on women like ordinary families.They respect the equality of men and women, and women and men can practice different arts in the clan.
If there is a woman who is talented, intelligent, and has great achievements in different arts, and has a pure character, and is recognized by the clan, she can also succeed to the position of clan leader.
This is not empty talk. The Lu clan has been passed down to this day, but there have been two female patriarchs.
Lu Xinghai has been influenced by his family since he was a child, and the idea of equality between men and women is deeply rooted in his mind.Under his enlightenment, the people of Lai City were extraordinarily open-minded.
They are not like ordinary people in the outside world, who look down on women and pay attention to the three obediences and four virtues of women who marry their fathers and husbands at home.
In their view, women and men are the same, and have the right to bravely pursue happiness.
As long as the man is unmarried and the woman is not married, if a woman is interested in a man, she can tell them directly.Not only will he not be scolded as shameless and corrupt, but he will be praised for his courage.
Of course, there are exceptions.When the man heard this, his face turned black. The tea cup in his hand was empty, and there were still small cracks on the cup body.
The woman sighed helplessly, and covered her small hand, trying to rescue the poor cup in her big palm, but the man was determined not to let go.
She sighed again and persuaded in a low voice: "If you crush the tea cup, you can just pay for it. It's nothing. But if the fragment hurts your hand, aren't you afraid that I will feel bad for you?"
Only then did the man obediently let go, but the dissatisfaction between his brows remained the same, "You are very diligent in dating."
It's not hard to hear the ruthless gnashing of teeth in the words.
(End of this chapter)
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