Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Strangeness in the Room

Stepping up the steps in front of Jiang's house, Miss Lan had a cold face, and finally let go of Jiang Xiaohu, who was full of sorrow, and compared the heights of the two by the light at the corner of the alley, and then lifted her footsteps lightly. , moved up two more levels, and then stared at him condescendingly. The clothes that were already very shabby after being pulled, looked even more shabby. Not to mention a wife who fell from the sky inexplicably, she actually pulled herself out of the gentle village of the casino. Although Jiang Xiaohu was dissatisfied in every way, he was shocked by her aura and did not dare to complain loudly, so he had to tear his clothes , muttering: "What are you doing!"

Miss Lan raised her eyebrows and put her hands on her hips: "You don't want to marry me, do you think I'm not good enough for you?" Having figured out the other party's strength, and seeing that his expression was unkind, Jiang Xiaohu quickly took two steps back, and the hopeless smile hung back on his face again, and his voice softened a lot: "Miss Lan, I can't even support myself now, How dare you marry another wife?" "I have capital, we can earn it." "But I don't want to marry you." Miss Lan was angry: "What's wrong with me?"

"No, no," Jiang Xiaohu nodded, "You are amazing." "Where is it good?" "Good martial arts." "and also?" "Looks good." Compliments from appearance are irresistible for any girl. Miss Lan forgot to be angry, her pink face was flushed, and her voice was much gentler: "Such a good wife, don't you want it?" "No." Shaking his head. "What?" Miss Lan immediately put away her shy look, her eyes widened, and she raised her voice, "You don't want it?" Being called "useless" all day long, Jiang Xiaohu was also quite unconvinced, so he decided to be "useful" in front of women once, so he puffed up his chest and raised his face: "Yes, no!"

"why?" "I don't want to marry a tigress!" "pardon!" "I don't want to marry... Ouch! Help! Ahh..." "You are so useless, why don't you want me?" "If you want, I will marry you, please forgive me!" Seeing that her handsome face was ruined by her own fist, and her nose and face were swollen, Miss Lan's resentment suddenly disappeared without a trace. Instead, she wanted to laugh a little. The answer is very satisfactory, but I feel a little disappointed in my heart - the dignified young lady of the Lan family has to rely on fists to get married, and the person she wants to marry is just the most useless poor boy.

The book says that girls have to get married, and they must be very satisfied with her husband Fu Shi. This is a good wife. As for the husband, it is only what the "mother tiger" will do.不过我们兰大小姐是不会把自己和“母老虎”这个词划等号的，她想，江小湖答应娶自己是在挨揍之后，所以自己当时揍的人也就算不上丈夫啦。 Of course, now that he is her husband, she just needs to treat him better in the future. Thinking of this, Miss Lan lowered her eyes, regained her gentle and pleasant appearance, and stretched out her hand to pull Jiang Xiaohu: "Husband..." Unable to accept her change, Jiang Xiaohu was dumbfounded, and when he came to his senses, his arm was firmly grasped, scaring him to beg for mercy repeatedly: "Lan...Miss Lan...please..."

"My name is Lan Xinyue," she interrupted him, raised her face and smiled sweetly, her eyes were bent like the moon, "husband, I'm a little tired, can you take me in to have a rest?" Jiang Xiaohu's hairs stood on end from her laughter: "Go... go in?" "Don't go in, do you want to spend the night outside?" Miss Lan hugged his arm, half complaining and half coquettish, "Could it be that you don't want to take me in?" "Think about it," Jiang Xiaohu broke out in cold sweat, with a bitter face, and nodded like pecking rice, "I'll take you in, go in..."

Stepping into the door, a chill came over my face. Miss Lan couldn't help shivering several times, feeling a little creepy, there were no lights in the courtyard, and it was so dark that she couldn't see anything. All girls are afraid of the dark, and Miss Lan, who is skilled in martial arts, is no exception, so she pulled tightly Holding Jiang Xiaohu's arm, one step deeper, one step shallower, and carefully follow him to move inside. "Aren't you closing the door?" Don't worry. "What do you close the door for?" "What if a thief comes?" Surprised.

"The thief won't come." "how do you know?" "Because there is nothing stolen here, I haven't been able to find anything to pawn since last year." silence. Jiang Xiaohu led her around, and finally found a door. Pushing the door open, a smell of moldy soil came to the nostrils, Miss Lan almost wanted to vomit, she hurriedly covered her nose with her sleeve, frowned and shouted: "What place is this!" Jiang Xiaohu's voice trembled: "I...my room." Miss Lan took a breath, and quickly ordered: "Light on the lamp, light on the lamp!"

The crude oil lamp was lit, and with the faint light, Miss Lan looked around, ready to get to know her new home, but then she realized that it was unnecessary, because apart from the big board and the bed made of straw, The only thing left in the room is the oil lamp, which is very old, the kind that even the pawnshop wouldn't ask for. Miss Lan took two steps back in shock: "You...you live here?" Jiang Xiaohu nodded: "Yes." She exclaimed: "Can people live in such a ghostly place?" Immediately, Jiang Xiaohu's eyes lit up, and he bent down to bow to her repeatedly: "I said earlier that I was poor and couldn't afford Miss Lan, so you don't have to marry me, you better go back soon."

"You want to drive me away?" For some reason, Miss Lan got angry when she saw him like this, and slapped him. Jiang Xiaohu jumped away in fright: "No, no, don't hit!" A woman who beats her husband is a tigress. Remembering this ugly metaphor, Miss Lan quickly put away her anger and turned into a pitiful look, looking at him: "He came here specially to find you. Marry a chicken as you like, marry a dog as you like." I still know the truth about dogs, now Daddy doesn't want me anymore, but you insist on letting me go back, how can I explain to Daddy?"

After confirming that she would not be beaten, Jiang Xiaohu breathed a sigh of relief, and also looked at her pitifully: "I'm not trying to drive you away, I'm afraid you will regret it in the future, you see I have neither money nor use..." "Don't be afraid, I have money," Miss Lan hurriedly took out the silver from her pocket, smiling happily, "As long as you make money with it, no one will dare to say that you are useless." Jiang Xiaohu was happy at first, then seemed to think of something, and then had a mournful face: "But I'm afraid I will be beaten to death before I make any money." Miss Lan comforted him: "Don't worry, you are my husband, I won't beat you again." Jiang Xiaohu was overjoyed: "Really?" Miss Lan nodded seriously: "Girls get married and obey their husbands. Naturally, I will listen to you and won't beat you." "Are you willing to listen to me?" "certainly." Seeing her swearing promise, Jiang Xiaohu hesitated, looked at her for a long time, and finally nodded happily: "Since you say so, then marry me as well." Miss Lan was full of joy: "I'm sleepy." "Go to bed earlier, so you can save some lamp oil," Jiang Xiaohu went straight to sit down on the straw bed, "I poured this lamp oil from the lamp in front of the Bodhisattva in a small temple ten miles south of the city. " "We... just sleep here?" She was shocked. "Naturally sleep here," Jiang Xiaohu yawned, lying on his back with his hands on the back of his head, looking at her lazily, "If you follow me, you will have to sleep on straw. If you don't want to, you can go back." Miss Lan was about to cry: "But that grass will scratch my face." Jiang Xiaohu thought for a while, and gave her an idea: "Then... just take off your clothes and put them on the bed." Miss Lan also thought it was reasonable, and was about to take off her clothes when she walked over, but then she hesitated again. Jiang Xiaohu was surprised: "What's wrong?" Miss Lan hesitated for a long time, looked at him and whispered, "Can I use your clothes?" "No," Jiang Xiaohu shook his head again and again, annoyed, "You sleep by yourself, why are you using my clothes to make the bed?" "My clothes are dirty, how can I go out to meet people tomorrow?" "no." "I have money, I will buy you new clothes tomorrow." "no." No matter how much she begged, Jiang Xiaohu still refused to let go. In the end, Miss Lan simply cheated: "You are my husband, so you should control me!" Jiang Xiaohu stared at her, speechless. moment. "It doesn't look good if your face is scratched by grass, I don't want to marry an ugly monster as a wife," he sighed while undressing with a sad face, "I knew a long time ago that other people's wives are a blessing, and I have a wife. Not only is it troublesome, Even this last piece of clothing cannot be kept." Miss Lan was very satisfied, and ignored his complaint: "Go fetch water, I want to wash my feet." Jiang Xiaohu quickly refused: "How can a man serve his wife? Since you are married to me, you should serve your husband." "But it's dark outside..." "afraid?" "Yes," Miss Lan was embarrassed and begged softly, "Can you go?" The beauty showed weakness in front of him, and Jiang Xiaohu's blood that hadn't boiled for a long time began to boil again, and he suddenly felt that he was very useful: "Just this time, let's not make an example." Miss Lan happily said, "Okay." Jiang Xiaohu sighed, got up and went out. It is normal for a wife to act like a baby when she just enters the door. In ancient times, there was no one who would draw eyebrows for his wife. What's more, a beauty begged him so flatteringly that he couldn't bear to refuse. Finally, Miss Lan satisfactorily washed her face and feet in a broken wooden basin, carefully avoiding the straw, and lay down on the "bed" made of rags in Jiang Xiaohu, ready to sleep. "Husband," she seemed to remember something, and looked at him pitifully, "Shall we sleep with the light on tonight? I have money, and I'll go buy some tomorrow." The delicate makeup on the small face was washed away, and it looked much more beautiful. The exposed forearm was also white and clean, like a newly sprouted lotus root. Jiang Xiaohu stared blankly at her with straight eyes, and at the same time felt dry mouth, fever all over his body, and something was about to move in his heart—in fact, it seems good to have such a wife, who is more beautiful than all the girls , although a bit fierce, but when not fierce is still very good. He responded vaguely, and walked over slowly... scream. "What are you doing here!" Angry. "Of course it's sleeping!" Wronged. "Sleep with me?" Shocked. "I am your husband, if I don't sleep with you, who will I sleep with?" "Ah?" By the way, a girl is supposed to sleep with her husband when she gets married. Miss Lan finally remembered, and hurriedly gave up the space beside her, and comforted him with a smile, "I didn't mean it, come on, You sleep." Jiang Xiaohu rubbed the kicked leg. Although he was very annoyed, he didn't dare to offend her too much, so he lay down on the bed with an unhappy face, and let her apologize in his ear. The haunting of the Jiang family has long been known to everyone, but Miss Lan doesn't believe it. There are no ghosts in the world, they are all deliberately made up by those people to bluff people. She is only afraid of the dark. I was very down-to-earth, thinking to myself, I must see with my own eyes whether I will really sleep in the wild tomorrow morning. Looking at the empty room, she couldn't help but sigh again. Back then, the Jiang family was so beautiful that even the Lan family couldn’t match it. Unexpectedly, a “magic treasure descended from the heavens”. Getting a treasure is a happy event, but who would have thought that this “magic treasure” would bring disaster to them instead? ?It seems that getting a baby may not be a good thing. Miss Lan sighed with emotion, but Jiang Xiaohu turned around beside her. A hand slowly slid to her chest... "Snapped"!A crisp slap. Miss Lan jumped up, grabbed the front of her clothes with both hands, startled and angry: "You, you... why are you belittle me!" Less than two hours after the wife entered the door, she had already slapped her fists and slapped her face. Jiang Xiaohu covered her face and felt even more aggrieved: "Since you are married to me, of course you want to have a bridal chamber and have a couple's business." Bridal chamber candles?Miss Lan seemed to understand something, her face blushed slowly, and she murmured: "This...we didn't pray to heaven and earth, and we didn't drink a cup of wine, how can we..." "Keep it simple." "No, that's my lifelong event, you have to use a sedan chair to carry me in." "Haven't you already entered the door?" "I want to come in gracefully." He muttered. "Do things first today, and I'll bring you in tomorrow, okay?" "no!" Full of lust and nowhere to vent, Jiang Xiaohu was also annoyed, got up and walked out the door: "Then you wait here for the sedan chair, I'm going to Yongcui Tower." "What?" Miss Lan was impatient, without even thinking about it, she kicked him in the ass, kicked him over, then bent down and picked up his ear, "You want to marry me, but you dare to go to that kind of place, What do you take me for!" Jiang Xiaohu wanted to cry without tears, and begged for mercy repeatedly: "Miss Lan, please don't marry me, go back, I really can't stand such a wife." Miss Lan was furious and raised her hand: "How dare you despise me?" Jiang Xiaohu hurriedly covered his face: "Hey, didn't you say you won't hit me!" "I'm married to my husband, I just don't beat my husband," Miss Lan said proudly, "Now that you refuse to marry me, you're not considered a husband. Naturally, you can beat me." "Since you know that you are married and obey your husband, you should understand that women should not care about where the husband is going." "I am your wife, you are not allowed to find someone else." "How can there be such a reason?" Jiang Xiaohu exclaimed. "What I said makes sense." He said with confidence. Jiang Xiaohu choked, regained his pitiful appearance, and choked up: "My Miss Lan, you old man just let me go, I really don't have the good fortune to endure such a good wife like you." "Don't worry, I won't despise you." Miss Lan also felt a little sorry, patted him on the back kindly, and pulled him up, "From today on, I will sleep in this room, and you can sleep elsewhere." After this incident, how could Jiang Xiaohu dare to become lustful, and kept nodding his head. It is already Amitabha to stay away from this tigress, at least his personal safety can be guaranteed. The light in the room gradually weakened, and slowly, slowly, the flame on the lamp became smaller and smaller, as if it was about to go out... what happened?There is not much lamp oil! Aware of the approaching darkness, Miss Lan became frightened, quickly put down the lamp, ran back and continued to lie down, praying that she could fall asleep quickly before the light went out, but drowsiness is also strange, the more you want to sleep, it just The more she refused to come, in the end, the flame was only as big as a mung bean, and she still didn't feel sleepy at all. How can a good light be like this?Miss Lan suddenly remembered the bizarre rumor. I heard that those who died in the Jiang family were all piled up in one yard, could it be this yard?The tragic image of blood on the ground gradually formed in her mind. Miss Lan only felt chills all over her body, and at the same time she began to feel guilty. Front, this house is really queer! His eyes glanced to the side unintentionally, and a huge spider was slowly crawling down the wall. Miss Lan jumped up in shock. At this moment, the lights went out. Surrounded by darkness, she couldn't see her fingers, and the fear in her heart surged like a tide. Miss Lan didn't care much, she groped and lay down, and began to regret driving Jiang Xiaohu out. It... won't crawl over, will it? The tense nerves were like a taut string, which might break at any time. Miss Lan finally couldn't help it, and tried to call out with a trembling voice: "Jiang Xiaohu!" for a long time. It was quiet, and there was no answer. Miss Lan boldly amplified her voice, "Jiang Xiaohu!" Still no answer. In the darkness, various rustling sounds came out one after another. When a person loses his visual function, his sense of hearing is very keen. Miss Lan pricked up her ears and found that these sounds were numerous and mixed, such as the sound of mice gnawing wood on the beams, the sound of windows shaking with the wind, and All kinds of insects, the most frightening thing is that there is also a faint cry among them. Listen carefully, but it doesn't seem like... cry?Goosebumps on the neck. Jiang Xiaohu did not agree on purpose, he was so afraid of himself, he must have lived far away, Miss Lan began to cry, she lived in a big house at home, slept on an exquisite carved bed, and had a soft fragrance The brocade quilt, if you get married now, if your husband dislikes you, you still have to suffer this kind of crime! Who told me to marry a useless person!She began to regret it. Something ran past him. Miss Lan was so frightened that she curled up into a ball and shouted, "Jiang Xiaohu! Jiang Xiaohu!" Before waiting for an answer, another living creature jumped onto his hand, it was fluffy, wriggling in the palm of his hand, screaming "squeak". mouse! Miss Lan couldn't bear it anymore, she screamed and passed out.