Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

Chapter 96 I Was Divorced

Axiu got up early in the morning, looking at Wei Ziqing who was full of peach blossoms, she suddenly blushed, and she didn't dare to look.

Last night, the sound of the master bedroom next door rang out most of the night. He covered his head with the quilt and couldn't stop the sound. Dear sir?

Wei Ziqing saw that Axiu lowered his head to scoop up the rice, and was a little puzzled when he heard that he came in and didn't speak, but because he was also in a mess and depressed, he didn't want to talk, so the two ate breakfast in silence.

While eating, there was a knock on the door.

A Xiu quickly stood up and went to open the door, only to hear voices in the yard.

"Axiu? Where's Brother Qing?"

Wei Ziqing sounded familiar, why did he sound like the second uncle of the village chief?Busy also out of the kitchen, a look, it really is.

The second uncle of the village chief came here with an ox cart, his hair was covered with dew, he must have woken up early.

"Second uncle, what's the important thing to come so early? Have you eaten yet?"

The second uncle flicked his sleeves, his face turned black and purple, whether it was from cold or from anger.

"What to eat, I'm full of gas! You and Bo Ming—" He looked at Axiu and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Axiu was very knowledgeable, so she took off her apron and put it aside.

"I'm going to the store, village chief, please speak slowly."

The second uncle saw that Axiu had taken the door away, so he sat down and looked up at Wei Ziqing.

"Where's Bo Ming? Gone?"

Wei Ziqing didn't know, so Song Boming just came back yesterday, but today the village chief knows?

"gone."

The second uncle snorted coldly: "Today, before dawn, Bo Ming came to the house and told me to open the ancestral hall and remove you and him from the family tree. Before I asked him a few words, he didn't say anything. I left in a hurry, I just ask you, what do you know?"

Wei Ziqing realized in his heart that Song Boming wanted to sever ties with his relatives completely, and even put himself in the family tree. You will be delisted, which means that you are a person without roots, and you will not be able to eat incense in the ancestral hall after death, and you will not be able to receive offerings from the descendants of your family.

It's just that the matter seems to be more serious than he imagined. What is it that will affect the family... If there are some dirty things, they are all behind the scenes, and they will be hunted down, regardless of whether you are on the family tree or not. So it's useless to break off the relationship on the surface.

What kind of things will be checked from the family tree when they are involved?It's only a matter in the government, so what's the matter that will implicate relatives and wives?The count is nothing more than a few items: collaborating with the enemy and treason, committing crimes against the superior, and - rebellion.

Wei Ziqing covered his beating heart, he felt that he was close to the truth, Song Boming's occasional hostility, the study room was full of notes on war books, he knew martial arts, his whereabouts were mysterious and couldn't be revealed...

In fact, he had noticed it long ago, but he always felt that the matter had nothing to do with him, and he also felt that this person had never treated him extremely viciously, so he didn't want to believe it. If he was really that kind of traitor, then what should he do?

"Brother Qing! Why didn't you answer the question I asked you? But what kind of lies are you thinking to fool me?"

The second uncle of the village chief got angry and slapped the wooden table hard, shaking the teacup twice.

Wei Ziqing hid his trembling hands behind his back. After all, he is a person who has lived in the capital all his life. He has heard any rumors about the royal family.He quietly glanced around, wondering if anyone was watching them.

I wanted to call my second uncle into the room to talk about it, but thinking about it, I seemed to be unable to say anything, and some of them were just his conjectures. What I said was just to disturb the second uncle's cleanliness. It's just that they live only one foot away, and isn't Song Boming also hiding it from his second uncle?He couldn't say anything more.

Wei Ziqing suddenly sobbed and covered his face with a handkerchief.

"Second Uncle, Song Boming came home last night, took the Heli book and signed it with me, how can I know anything? I also want to ask you, what big mistake did I do to be filial to my mother-in-law and manage the house frugally for more than half a year?" Are you going to leave me?"

Wei Ziqing was in tears, and the second uncle of the village chief was also dumbfounded.

"What? Bo, Bo Ming wants to make peace with you? You didn't tell me about this, did you?"

Wei Ziqing threw the veil away, and asked, "You are his second uncle, how could he not know? He has someone outside? Just divorced his wife like this, does he still have a conscience?"

The second uncle of the village chief didn't know how to deal with Wei Ziqing, because he knew that Song Boming would leave the family for no reason, but he didn't know what happened.Originally, he came here full of anger, but when Wei Ziqing forced him to question him, he subconsciously excused him.

"Bo Ming is not that kind of person. He must have a hard time. You can see that he has to remove his name from the family tree. There must be something big."

"Does the second uncle know?"

The village chief's second uncle looked at Wei Ziqing's expectant eyes, and sighed: "If I knew, I wouldn't have come to ask you."

Wei Ziqing's eyes darkened, and his complexion also turned pale.

"I don't care what his reasons are. Since he wants to drive me out, I don't mind. I respect you and call you the village chief. From now on, our two families will be in the same village."

The village head said awkwardly: "Brother Qing, don't be impulsive. I'll try to persuade Bo Ming again. What are you doing with this good relationship? It's just nonsense. I won't agree to this."

Wei Ziqing sneered, and spoke with a sour taste: "He has already reported Heli to the county government, what's the use if you don't agree?"

The village head sighed in his heart, Bo Ming is so old and divorced again, how can he marry a wife after this?Although this brother Qing is a bit bold, he is from the same village and knows everything, so he just needs to make do with it.

It's just that now he can't touch Song Boming, and he can't teach him. He has very complicated feelings about this child.He has no offspring, so Bo Ming is his closest junior, but since this child returned home this time, because of some rumors, he was inexplicably afraid of this child, and he did not dare to act like an elder. He had a premonition in his heart that the child might not come home, and held a glimmer of hope, after all, there was still his wife, brother Qing, but he didn't expect that this wife would leave too, and he was afraid that he would never come back again.

So when he tried to persuade Brother Qing, he was also vain in his heart, and he was just telling lies.

I don't know if Brother Qing saw what he was doing, and he no longer entertained him to get up and enter the house by himself, leaving him to sit in the yard awkwardly, if he wanted to get angry, he had to bear it, who was his nephew? Did something wrong?I had no choice but to go out without a head and a face.

Wei Ziqing was relieved to see that the yard was empty from the window. He had chosen himself clean for this performance, and the second uncle probably wouldn't come to him to ask questions, which saved a lot of tongue .

The waist started to ache, Wei Ziqing pinched it unbearably, and then lay back on the bed, feeling good about it for a while, after finishing it, it was not self-indulgent, but he rushed to deliver it to someone's mouth, how could he feel himself cheap.

He was gone after going to bed, leaving him an abandoned man, dragging his dilapidated body, alone, washing his face with tears, and being depressed all day long...

Wei Ziqing lay back on the bed, thinking about things boredly. If Song Boming knew what he was thinking, he would smile wryly, knowing that his energy for acting had come up again.

On the contrary... Wei Ziqing himself dare not say that he is a loyal person. He doesn't care who is the emperor, but he hates war very much. After all, it will endanger ordinary people. Even if it is not a border area, the whole country will suffer if there is a war Get nervous, prices are soaring, business is hard to do, people panic... No matter how you say it, it is not a good thing.

So if Song Boming really participated in instigating the war, even if he succeeded, would he still like this kind of person when he came back to him?

Then Wei Ziqing thought dejectedly, it's not that time anyway, what's the use of thinking so much?What's more, where is the confidence that people will come to him?

By the way, Auntie Fatty has lived a good life in the village these few days. People come to talk to him every day, and the tone is envious. What is envy?Naturally, he is a gentleman, who knows nothing but farming in his life, and he actually does a decent job when he is old.

Don't think it's just receiving the goods, but standing there counting the quantity, directing people to come and go, seeing the majesty, making some old people jealous, and asking the boss if he still needs people to do things?

The fat aunt rolled her eyes to the sky, with a look of disgust on her face: "What can you do? Huh? I will do some farming and burning fires. My boss has taken a fancy to me for my quick work and strong body. You usually think I am fat , Now you know, it’s good to be fat, let’s talk about it when you eat like me!"

The neighbors secretly pouted a few mouthfuls of the villain's success, and they had to flatter them on the surface. Who made the family's hawthorns pile up in a basket with nowhere to sell?At that time, I will have to rely on other people to earn a few copper coins.

Fat Auntie was actually also anxious. Although he didn't say anything at the beginning, it was still risky to ask the villagers to pick hawthorns. The village is coming.

"Brother Qing? Are you at home?"

Just as Wei Ziqing felt sleepy, he was woken up again. He struggled helplessly to get up, but the pain in his back and legs was so unbearable that he failed to get up and fell back.

"Yes, Auntie, you just come in."

Aunt Fat and Wei Ziqing had a good relationship, so they didn't see each other, so they opened the door and came in.

"Why is your voice so weak? Are you sick? Yo! Why is your face so red?"

Wei Ziqing touched his face, it was a little hot.

"Probably because I didn't wake up, it's okay."

The fat aunt sat on the side of his bed worriedly, reached out and touched his forehead: "I seem to have a fever, I'll find a doctor for you."

Wei Ziqing waved his hand, motioning him not to go: "I'll be fine after a night of sleep, but auntie has something to do?"

The fat aunt said indifferently: "It's not a big deal for me. It's important to see your illness first. You lie down, and I'll call for a doctor for you."

After a while, the fat aunt came with an old man with a long beard, carrying a medicine box, probably a doctor.

The doctor gave him a look, then turned around and went to prescribe the medicine.

"It's nothing serious, it's just a normal fever."

The fat aunt asked one more question: "Is he frozen or not?"

The doctor's face remained unchanged: "It's not like, this gentleman, I see that the pulse is a little weak, it should be caused by excessive intercourse, or it may be caused by uncleanliness."

Wei Ziqing never thought that the doctor would say such a word suddenly, his face flushed with embarrassment.

The fat aunt didn't think it would be such a reason, it was very embarrassing, but when the doctor left, he couldn't help but gossip.

"Brother Qing, did Poming come back yesterday?"

The residual heat on Wei Ziqing's face was still hot, he felt as if he was dizzy, and his heart was full of grief and indignation. It's not that I deliberately revealed your whereabouts. If I didn't tell you, the fat aunt didn't know what to think of, and I still had to lose face .

"He came back, but left in a hurry."

The fat aunt looked understanding: "I understand, I understand."

Being able to fuck people until they have a fever and can't get out of bed, sure enough, Song Da still has some skills, not a strong outsider.

Thinking of this, the fat aunt joked, "Brother Qing is so lucky."

Wei Ziqing wished he could really faint, with annoyance on his face: "If you say anything more, Auntie, I will ignore you."

The fat aunt then laughed and said, "Brother Haoqing, let's get down to business. The villagers have almost picked all the hawthorns. Shall we take them back?"

If the fat aunt hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about it today.

"Accept it, of course. Auntie, do you know how many hawthorns there are on the mountain?"

The fat aunt thought for a while: "Everyone in the village went to pick it on the first day, and they could pick seven or eight. On the second day, they could only pick up the leaks from the ground, which shouldn't be too much."

"Then I'll take it all, as much as I have."

Fat Aunt was surprised: "Is that used up?"

"It's hard to say, but I have to accept it if I don't use it up. Just do it."

He really underestimated the imitation ability of the market, but on the [-]th, the dim sum shop has already started selling hawthorn cakes!

This was a good warning to him. The making of the soft cake is too simple. Experts who have eaten it can roughly guess that the ingredients in it are sugar and hawthorn. will be so fast.

Fortunately, in the entire county, their village is the only place with a large hawthorn forest. He bought it first.

The livelihood he brought in his previous life was easily robbed by others, so who would he reason with?

Even if the hawthorn is rotten in his hands, competitors can't appear so soon, at least before he stamps the soft cake with the "Heshui" mark, he can't let it go to others.

But this matter is still not safe. After telling the fat aunt to buy it as soon as possible, Wei Ziqing lost sleepiness, got up, got dressed, got up and went to Qianji.

Shopkeeper Zhang saw him at a glance, and greeted him happily.

"Mrs. Song, is the painting finished?"

Only then did Wei Ziqing remember that the pattern he was supposed to draw yesterday was forgotten because of Song Poming's interruption...

He smiled with a guilty conscience: "Shopkeeper Zhang, if you don't talk about this today, what about your boss? Can you send him a letter?"

Shopkeeper Zhang shook his head, sighing to himself that Wei Ziqing is not active in making money, the clothes he designed made money, is it not his own?

"The letter can be sent, just give it to me."

Wei Ziqing took out the written letter and handed it over. He wanted to leave quickly, but after thinking about it, he turned around and came back.

"Don't call me Mrs. Song from now on. I have already established my own family, so just call me Brother Qing."

Shopkeeper Zhang was puzzled: "This is..."

Wei Ziqing's expression was worried, and he didn't seem to want to mention it: "Shopkeeper Zhang, don't ask, I just blame me for being unkind."

Shopkeeper Zhang showed a sigh of relief, it was inconvenient to say anything.

The guys next to him all listened with dumbfounded ears, they could hear clearly, Wei Ziqing didn't care.

He was still afraid, afraid that people offended by Song Boming would come to his door, so he would simply do nothing, publicize the reconciliation first, and make others feel that they were at odds, and make up that he was divorced , That is to say, tell others that Song Boming has no feelings for him, and he can't be a bargaining chip.

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