I became beautiful by eating melons

Chang Hu came in with a kerosene lamp, the pistol on his waist glowing coldly. He kicked Qiangzi's injured leg and heard a muffled groan with satisfaction: "Qiangzi, do you want to take your little lover and run away?"

A dark light flashed across Shen Qingwu's eyes as he had his back to the two of them.

The weasel is paying New Year's greetings to the chicken, but he has no good intentions. Qiangzi stared at Changhu warily: "What are you going to do?"

"It's just a small matter for you." Chang Hu squatted down and poked his bleeding knee with his hand: "Hold Chang Fei for half an hour. When the old man dies, I will personally escort you out of the mountain."

Qiangzi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he raised his head abruptly: "What are you going to do to godfather?"

"Tsk." Chang Hu stood up impatiently, looking down at Qiangzi, and stepped on Qiangzi's right leg with his leather shoe and crushed it hard: "You want a woman or my father to live, choose one yourself."

Qiangzi was shaking with pain.

The memory flashes back to a winter night ten years ago, when Chang Laoda picked him up from the snow and wrapped his sore body in a mink coat. At that time, Chang Fei was still called Er Gouzi, and Chang Hu was still Hu Zi. The three of them slept on a kang with a charcoal fire...

"What? You can't bear to part with that old thing?" Chang Hu suddenly grabbed his throat, with deep hatred in his eyes: "Don't forget, if you hadn't been so talkative, my mother wouldn't have been beaten to death!"

"How do you know... um—" The hand that was pinching his neck suddenly shrank and he couldn't say anything.

Chang Hu thought of his mother's tragic death, his eyes turned red: "I saw it with my own eyes."

His mother was a bitch. She went into the cornfield with a strange man without telling his father and was planning to run away with the strange man.

Chang Hu wanted to tell his father about these things, but he swallowed the words back and told his father that the bitch would definitely die.

He hated her, but he didn't want her to die.

Chang Hu didn't tell anyone, thinking it was a way of repaying his mother's kindness in raising him. However, his mother was still caught - because Qiangzi saw the package his mother had packed in advance and told his father.

His mother was hung on the beam and beaten to death!

Only Chang Hu knows this secret, which is why he has always wanted to kill the old man.

Chang Xiong didn't know this and actually thought his mother had accidentally fallen off a cliff and died, and he was wholeheartedly trying to be filial to that dead old man.

"I won't hold a grudge against you about what happened back then. Just give me a clear answer, will you help me or not?" Chang Hu let go of Qiangzi and rubbed his hands on his clothes in disgust.

Qiangzi lay on the ground in a mess, coughing constantly.

Chang Hu was getting impatient, so he suddenly grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her up, "If you don't agree, I will send this woman up the mountain now."

On one side is the godfather’s years of nurturing, and on the other side is the woman he loves most.

Qiangzi shook his head in pain, "Huzi, don't force me!"

"Heh." Chang Hu tilted his head, his tone puzzled:

"How am I forcing you? I'm clearly giving you two dogs a chance to survive." Chang Hu lowered his head and caressed the woman's delicate face in an ambiguous way. "Beauty, look at this man. Is he cheap?"

"He keeps saying he loves you, but in his heart you're not as important as a dying old man."

"Don't touch me." Shen Qingwu turned his head to avoid Chang Hu's hand, his brows furrowed in disgust.

Feeling the woman's disgust, Chang Hu suddenly swung his arm and slapped her, "You bitch who has been slept with by thousands of men, and you dare to despise me!"

"I'm going to kill you right now!"

He pushed the woman down and pulled her pants off.

"stop!"

Chang Hu stopped moving and turned his head to look at Qiangzi.

He knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said weakly: "I promise, don't touch her."

"Ha." Chang Hu left the woman and left with satisfaction.

The door was closed again, and the room fell silent for a moment. After a while, Qiangzi said in a hoarse voice: "Qingwu, I will definitely take you away from here. When the time comes, you can go back to school, and I will work to support you..."

The man is completely immersed in beautiful imaginations about the future.

Shen Qingwu pulled up her pants with her back to him, and the corners of her lips curled up in sarcasm.

-

Chang Fei sat slumped on the bench in boredom, his fingers making gestures of picking up cards.

At noon in summer, the sun is scorching and the chirping of cicadas makes people feel annoyed.

"Damn, this is boring."

Chang Fei was thinking about calling someone to play cards with him when he caught a glimpse of Chang Hu walking towards him slowly with his hands in his pockets.

"Qiangzi is calling you."

"Call me?" Chang Fei frowned: "Call me for what?"

"I have brought the message. It's up to you to go or not."

Chang Hu was impatient to retort him, so he threw down these words, cursed how hot it was, and hid back in his room.

Chang Fei promised Chang Xiong to guard the door, so naturally he was unwilling to move easily.

But he and Qiangzi were both adopted by their godfather and had the best relationship. He hesitated for a moment, thinking that he would only be gone for a while and nothing should go wrong.

He stood up hesitantly and walked towards Guan Qiangzi's hut.

As soon as the man left, Chang Hu suddenly pushed the door open, quietly approached Chang Long's room, pushed the door open and hid inside.

He quietly opened the rear window and Sister Fei climbed in through the rear window.

The scar on her face, which stretched from her brow to her jaw, was abnormally red, and the edge of the medical tape had curled up due to sweat.

She stared at Chang Long, who was lying motionless on the kang, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do it."

He pulled out a rough hemp rope from his sleeve and handed it to Chang Hu.

Chang Hu looked at the hemp rope with hesitation and did not take it immediately.

Sister Fei looked at him askance, "Have you forgotten how your mother died?"

She had been looking forward to this day. Ever since Chang Long pushed Ah Fu and made her son stupid, she had been planning to kill him.

But she is a woman and naturally weaker than men. If she wants to kill someone, she can't do it alone.

Until she secretly followed Chang Hu and found out that he went to the back mountain to burn paper on a fixed day every year.

She kept this matter in mind, and while Chang Long was away, she secretly made an appointment with Chang Hu for a drink, got him drunk, and got him to tell her about his mother's affair.

Using this secret, she successfully pulled Chang Hu aboard, and then.

Now, she wants to use this incident to stimulate Chang Hu to kill his father!

Being strangled to death by her own son must have hurt Chang Long more than she did when she knew her son was mentally retarded.

Sister Fei pulled Chang Hu's hand, slapped the hemp rope in his hand, and urged: "Qiangzi can't delay for long, don't waste time."

Chang Hu's hands trembled slightly as he took the hemp rope. He swallowed and walked to the kang. Seeing that his father had his eyes closed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, looking down at his father, Chang Hu was deeply aware of one thing - his father was old.

His temples are gray and his figure is not as tall and strong as when he was young.

"Do it quickly!"

At Sister Fei's urging, Chang Hu gritted his teeth and grabbed the old man's neck, then suddenly withdrew his hand and strangled him tightly!

Chang Hu's hands were so sweaty that he could hardly hold the hemp rope.

Using all his strength, he pushed hard on the edge of the kang and tightened the hemp rope continuously. Suddenly, Chang Long opened his eyes!

"Huh... Huh..." Fingers like dead branches scratched Chang Hu's wrist, and Chang Long's throat made a gasp like a broken bellows.

"Dad!" Chang Hu was so scared that his legs went limp and he fell to the ground, the hemp rope slipping through his fingers.

"What are you doing!" Sister Fei scolded him anxiously.

"He's awake, he's awake." Chang Hu collapsed on the ground and shook his head, "I, I can't do it."

This is his biological father!

Chang Long's voice was blocked by Ye Rou, and he stammered and couldn't make a sound.

He raised his hand with difficulty and touched the hemp rope around his neck, and suddenly realized that this beast was trying to strangle him!

Damn thing!

Chang Long was so angry that he wanted to beat the bastard to death. He didn't care about the pain of his wound and sat up with great effort to pull the belt on his pants.

As soon as he sat up, the hemp rope around his neck suddenly tightened!

"Waste!" Sister Fei suddenly jumped onto the kang and tightened the hemp rope again.

The rope made a teeth-grinding friction sound. Chang Long grabbed the rope with both hands and struggled desperately. His face turned red and purple, veins bulged, and his feet kicked out messy wrinkles on the bed sheets.

A sickly flush appeared on Sister Fei's face, and the arrow wound suddenly burst, and warm blood dripped down her chin into Chang Long's wide-open mouth.

Chang Long died with his eyes wide open and his mouth open.

Chang Hu had his back to Sister Fei. When he heard that there was no movement behind him, he secretly raised the corners of his lips. There was no trace of the timid look he had just shown as he was so scared that his face turned pale.

Women are a gentle place and a bone-cutting knife, which are more useful than he thought.

Dad, rest in peace.