You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

Spring thunders, all things grow.

After the Waking of Insects, the weather is getting warmer day by day, and Sifang Town, which has been quiet for a winter, is becoming more and more lively. The cries of hawkers on East Street pass through two streets and reach Wen Tian’s ears, making him feel a little unreal. .

He raised his hand to block the sunlight above his head, but the mild sunshine in spring made his eye sockets sore.A clear youthful voice in the distance pulled him into this tranced reality.

"Young master! Young master! Madam is looking for you!"

A young man in festive red clothes ran over from a distance. He was fat and round like a white dumpling wrapped in red cloth.

Bai Tuanzi wiped the sweat from his forehead, gasped and stood still in front of Wen Tian, ​​"Young Master, Madam is calling you to hurry over!"

Tomorrow is the auspicious day for the young lady to get married. The son is the younger brother of the young lady, and he wants to send the young lady to her husband's house in person. The process of sending off the bride has been explained several times, but the madam is worried, so she asks him to call the young lady over. again.

Yes, tomorrow is the day my sister gets married.

Wen Tian thought of it in a daze, his eyes slowly swept across the festive and flamboyant red silks and satins all over the yard, and his memories rushed out like a flood.

He still remembered that he buried his sister at the foot of Nanming Mountain with his own hands.

He pawned everything he could, but he couldn't even buy the cheapest coffin, and the only money he had left could only afford a straw mat, which he used to wrap his sister's stiff and gray body. There were no Taoist priests chanting sutras, no relatives mourning, only he was alone, next to his mother's tomb, and it took most of a day to dig out a pit and bury the straw mat and the body in it.

Two simple earthen graves were next to each other, where his two dearest and most beloved people were buried, but he couldn't even erect a stone monument.

Dai Fu didn't know why he was in a daze again, he grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook it, "Master? If you don't go again, madam should be anxious."

Wen Tian broke free from the heavy memory, blinked his eyes slowly, and asked in a daze: "Daifu, what year is it now?"

"Pingchu three years, the eighteenth day of the first lunar month!" Dai Fu replied without hesitation: "You have asked three times."

"Really?" Wen Tian followed him to the backyard with a dazed expression, every step seemed to be stepping on clouds, fluttering and not falling into place.

Three years in Pingchu...

He is only sixteen this year, and tomorrow is the day when his elder sister Wen Shuyue gets married.

"The thing I regret the most in my life is marrying him!" A hoarse cry sounded in his head, Wen Tian staggered, and Dai Fu who was beside him helped him in time, and asked nervously what was wrong.

Wen Tian shook his head, looked around, Zhang Yang's red pierced his eyes, "It's nothing, let's go over quickly."

Wen Shuyue's husband's family is the Jiao family in Lehe Town next door. The family of Jiao's poems and books is well-known in Nanming County. He was selected as a scholar.

You know, there are not many talented scholars in Lehe Town or even the entire Nanming County.

If it weren't for the ancestors of the Wen family and the ancestors of the Jiao family, the two families would not have established a marriage early on. Wen Jiao's family backgrounds are similar, and they are both talented and beautiful, so they have long been optimistic about a good marriage.

Wen Shuyue sat quietly in front of the dressing table, and the twisting woman was twisting the slender white cotton thread with both hands to twist the noodles for her. Wen Yan looked at this familiar but immature face steadily, her nose was sore and she could hardly bear it. Can't help but shed tears.

On the nineteenth day of the first lunar month in the third year of Pingchu, Wen Shuyue got married, and the ten miles of red makeup behind her shocked the entire Sifang Town.Everyone said that this was a couple of gods and gods, but the ending of this marriage was not as beautiful as in the myth.

A parent and child died young, and her husband gave a letter of divorce to marry someone else. Wen Shuyue fled home in embarrassment, but she could only hug her mother and brother who were in an even worse situation and cry.

Wen Tian's mother, Fu Youqin, was an ancestor who was a great businessman in the past, and later retired to Sifang Town. The wealth passed down to future generations was innumerable.

The two elders of the Fu family naturally loved their only daughter, so when Fu Youqin was about to marry the destitute Wen Boli, they agreed to the marriage without much obstruction.

Wen Boli entered the Fu family.However, getting married did not affect the relationship between the two of them. The young couple lived with honey, and later gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins. The two children took their father's surname.

This is the painstaking care of the two elders for their beloved daughter, but who would have thought that Wen Boli, who looks like a modest gentleman, is actually a duplicitous villain behind his back.

Behind the promise of being a couple forever, Wen Boli's concubine is even two months older than Wen Tian.

The hand on the side was clenched into a fist, Wen Tian sniffed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sister looks really good today."

Wen Shuyue opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and gentle, "Mother was still looking for you just now, where did you go to hide?"

Wen Tian managed to pull out an ugly smile, "I'm taking a breath in the yard."

"Youling is back?" Youling was Wen Tian's baby name, fearing that he would not grow up, Fu Youqin specially chose a baby name that would be easy to support.

She walked in slowly from the outside holding a small wooden box. She had a plump figure, her skin was white and red because of her pampered place all the year round, her bun was black and shiny, and only a transparent jasper hairpin was inserted obliquely. Exuding a graceful demeanor.

The moment Wen Tian saw her, he couldn't help the choking in his throat, and called out "Mother" in a hoarse voice.

Fu Youqin was taken aback by him, and hurriedly handed the wooden box to the maid behind her, took him into her arms and comforted him softly, "It's okay, what's wrong, your father scolded you again?"

Wen Tian shook his head vigorously, holding her tightly with both hands, like a cub that had been lost for a long time and finally found its way back, buried in her arms and began to cry heartbreakingly.

The mother-in-law was so startled by his earth-shattering crying that she stopped, looked at Wen Shuyue and then at Wen Tian who was crying loudly, her face was full of bewilderment.

Wen Shuyue went over to pat him on the back, and couldn't help being a little funny. This little brother has been squeamish and loves to cry since he was a child, but he has never seen him cry like this before, so he couldn't help but want to laugh at him, "How big is that?" I'm a human, and I still cry like I did when I was a child."

Wen Tian also knew that he had lost his composure, but he couldn't control the joy and sorrow in his heart when he saw his relatives who had passed away for many years standing in front of him alive again.

After crying for a long time, Wen Tian reluctantly stopped his voice. He wiped away his tears with his sleeve, looked up at his mother and sister who were smiling, and found an awkward reason to make his behavior less abrupt, "I just ...I think my sister is getting married, and I feel a little sad."

"You..." Fu Youqin reached out and tapped his forehead, her eyes were full of kindness, "When will I grow up?"

Wen Tian lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes, but on the surface he pulled her sleeves coquettishly, "Mom, stay with my sister, I'll go out for a while."

Fu Youqin refused to let him go, "Where are you going again? Have you memorized the procedures for tomorrow?"

Wen Tian showed a smile, begging for mercy coquettishly: "Remember, remember, I'll go out for a while and be right back."

Fu Youqin let go of him helplessly, "Let Dai Fu follow you, remember to come back early."

Wen Tian waved his hands and ran out of the yard quickly.

"This child..." Fu Youqin shook her head, turned around helplessly and went back to the house.

The smile on Wen Tian's face faded when he got out of the yard. He turned back to the gate of the yard and looked at the mother and daughter by the window through the cover of the trees. The mother was holding the wooden box and putting it in the elder sister's hand. What.

He took a deep breath, his temples were throbbing with pain, he didn't know why he suddenly returned to Pingchu for three years, in fact just a moment ago he was still lighting a fire in the dilapidated wooden house with air leaks everywhere, after his mother and sister passed away one after another , he had no interest in life, but he was unwilling to die to make his enemies happy, so he lingered on like this until there was a loud bang outside the house, and when he opened his eyes again, he went back to 14 years ago, Wen Shuyue The day before the wedding.

One night later, Wen Shuyue will put on the phoenix crown and Xiapei, and marry into Jiao's house.

The image of Jiao Changxian hugging Xin Huan and flaunting his power flashed across his eyes. Wen Tian bit the tip of his tongue vigorously. The severe pain caused tears to overflow from the corners of his eyes, but his aching brain became clearer. He glanced back at the yard, and then became firm. go out.

This time, he would never let his sister jump into the fire pit of Jiao's house.

Wen Tian went back and changed into an unremarkable coarse cloth clothes, untied the neatly combed bun, casually tied it with a cloth belt behind him, found a large cloth scarf and wrapped it around his neck twice to cover his face, Finally, he put on a dilapidated bamboo hat, and then slipped out the back door with some money in his pocket.

This marriage will definitely not work out, but the wedding date is tomorrow, and a serious divorce is impossible for a while, so he can only find a way elsewhere.

After crossing two quiet streets, there is the bustling Dongdajie Street, which is a place where ordinary people gather. It is next to Dongfang City. Both sides of the street are full of stalls, and the cries of hawkers come and go.

Wen Tian shrank his shoulders slightly, walked through the middle with his hands in his hands and his head bowed. He walked straight to the end of Dongdajie Street, which was a dead corner. Many hooligans in the town like to gather there and have no money. After using it, I formed a gang and wandered around the streets, collecting some money to live for a while.

These hooligans are a good helper for Wen Tian, ​​who is short of people.

The corner of the street was a bit messy, sloppy men were sitting on the side of the road in twos and threes, and when they saw Wen Tian approaching, they all showed malicious expressions.

Wen Tian in the previous life had dealt with them, and he knew how these people were open to money. He slowly pulled out five taels of silver from his sleeve and spread it in the palm of his hand, "I want three people, 20 taels of silver, these are deposits .”

"What job?" The tallest man came over, with a sly light in his eyes, and he was about to reach out to take the silver taels in Wen Tian's hand.

Wen Tian withdrew his hand and looked at him coldly, "There are still two people left."

The big man snorted, beckoned two more people to come forward, both of them were fat and strong like him, "Tell me, what do you want us to do?"

"Come with me and you'll find out." Wen Tian deliberately lowered his voice to make himself look more mysterious and deep, and quickly led the three of them out of the town.

There is a Qitian Ridge between Sifang Town and Lehe Town. If you want to cross it, there are only two roads.The other is a small road, and few people dare to go around the west mountain where bandits are rampant.

Wen Tian took them today, but it was the third way.

There is a Sihu River in the middle of Qitian Ridge. The Sihu River connects Lehe Town and Sifang Town. Except for the occasional fishermen, almost no one passes by.

And Wen Tian just knew that there lived an old fisherman by the river in Sifang Town.

When his mother was seriously ill, it was the old fisherman who punted him to Lehe Town for medical treatment.Wen Tian followed the route he remembered and found the fishing boat tied to the shore.

Not far from the shore, there is a dilapidated thatched cottage.

Wen Tian asked the three big men to stay, and knocked on the door to negotiate with the old fisherman.

After negotiating, the old fishermen punted their group of four to Lehe Town.Even if they took the water route, the journey took almost an hour. It was already dark, and the red lanterns lit up on the river bank could be vaguely seen.

The fishing boat stopped at the simple wharf. Nanming County is located in the southeast, far away from the capital Qingyang, and has little contact with other places. There is not even a decent wharf.

After paying the money and telling the old fisherman to wait for them at the pier, Wen Tian led the three strong men towards Jiao's house.

The Jiao family is said to be from a scholarly family, but the family is not rich. The mansion is next to the noisy market, and across the street is the flowery street and Liuxiang.

Tomorrow is the wedding day. Red lanterns are hung on the gate of the Jiao family, and even the stone lions are tied with red silk. Grab it, and the 20 taels of silver will be yours."

Wen Tian took out five taels of silver and handed it to them, "This is a deposit. After the matter is completed, another 15 taels will be paid."

The three strong men looked at each other, the leader accepted the money, grinned and said, "Deal."

Wen Tian put his hands into his sleeves, hunched his body slightly, and looked at the gate of Jiao's house with deep eyes under the cover of the bamboo hat.

The leader of the big man sent the two men under him to investigate the situation first, while he himself stood in the shadow with Wen Tian, ​​looking at the quiet mansion.

"I heard that Mr. Jiao's family is getting married tomorrow, why are you arresting him?"

The hands in the sleeves were tightened, Wen Tian remained calm, and replied in a low voice: "Jiao Changxian is not good enough for Miss Wen Jia."

The big man laughed and clicked his tongue twice. He seemed to understand the situation very well, "It turns out that he was jealous for the beauty..."

"He's here." Wen Tian interrupted him, pointing to Jiao Changxian who was staggering over with the help of a maid.

When Jiao Changxian came back from the outside, he seemed to have drank a lot of wine, walked staggeringly, and sang out of tune ditties.

When he got closer, Wen Tian could hear the content clearly, and only felt a surge of anger rushing straight into his chest.

This person was wandering around in Huajie and Liuxiang the night before their wedding!In the previous life, they were really blind to think that this person is my sister's beloved!

"Shi Ling quilt, untie the skirt, take off the red shirt, take off the green socks..." Jiao Changxian kneaded the little maid's body indiscriminately, singing obscene songs, "...the face is full of beauty, and the fragrance is cracked by the wind." Nose... don't, don't move, let me take a sip..."

Seeing that the two were about to kiss in the street, Wen Tian said coldly: "Don't do it, don't you want money?"

The strong man clicked his tongue twice, muttered that he was really good at playing, then winked at the brothers on the other two sides, and surrounded him in a triangle shape.

A hand knife knocked the little maid unconscious, and the big man supported Jiao Changxian who was drunk, and asked Wen Tian what to do.

Wen Tian looked coldly at Jiao Changxian, who was still making noise without realizing it, and for the first time, he had the urge to pick people apart.