147 Chapter 146 of “Quickly Wear (Only with H can there be love)”

The Sixth World €Chapter 1: Widow VS Uncle

It hurts!My whole body felt like it had been run over by a wheel, and my head was buzzing.Ding Rou kept wailing in her heart, and realized that her body was being lifted up. Their movements were not gentle at all, and her hands and feet were pinched painfully.Anger rising in her heart, Ding Rou suddenly opened her eyes with sharp eyes and said coldly, “Put me down.”

“Hey…are you awake?” The two of them threw her to the ground and clapped their hands in disgust. The one who spoke first continued, “Let me touch you, a cunning woman. I still dislike you for being dirty. If I weren’t worried about you dying in front of my house, I wouldn’t bother to care about you.”

“That’s right, let’s take a walk. Don’t worry about it when the person wakes up. It’s bad luck.” Another loud voice echoed and spat on the ground.

Ding Rou squinted her eyes and looked at the two people’s walking away with sharp eyes. She matched the two people in her memory. One was Aunt Zhang and the other was Aunt Lin.She was often beaten up by the gangsters from both families, and that’s when she began to think of committing suicide. In addition, people in the village called her a scumbag, so she took arsenic in the morning and waited to die at home.

Who knew that nothing happened. She thought she had bought fake medicine, so she got up and rushed to the hospital. On the way, she met two bullies who beat her up, and then she was possessed by Ding Rou.

Because of the cowardly character of the original owner, he and Rong Shaoxin got married for half a year. The two have always respected each other as guests and lived a dull life. However, the original owner was very satisfied with this life. He was sold by his parents when he was a child and came to the Rong family in circles. He thought that this kind of life would last, but Rong Shaoxin died of illness six months ago.

Every day when she went out, the villagers scolded her for killing her husband. She also believed that Rong Shaoxin was killed by her, so every time she was scolded, she would lower her head and walk silently. Gradually, the children in the village imitated the behavior of adults, hitting and scolding her whenever they encountered her.

A gust of wind blew by, and Ding Rou came back to her senses. She looked at the rice fields on both sides of the road and limped toward home. There must not be a single piece of intact skin on her body. It was so painful!

“Ding…for this mission, knock down the uncle and make him admit that he loves you.”

“…” The uncle in my memory only came home a few times a month, and Rong Shaoxin was an adopted son.His mother died in childbirth when he was born. One day, his father went hunting in the mountains and never came back. Even his body was not found.

The orphan Rong Shaoxin was naturally taken home by his uncle and raised him as an adult.

“Why does this mission have something to do with uncle?” Ding Rou asked shamelessly. She really didn’t understand that the relationship was not involved at all.

“The original owner loves uncle in her heart. She hides it deeply, so the owner can take care of himself.”

Ding Rou filtered it carefully in her mind and found that the original owner had met her uncle very rarely. What is worth mentioning is that the original owner was bought home by her uncle to be Rong Shaoxin’s wife.

Love at first sight was very popular in ancient times. The original owner may have fallen in love at first sight with the handsome uncle.

Ding Rou no longer bothered about such trivial matters and hurried home with a staggering gait. She didn’t meet many pedestrians along the way. Occasionally she met a few who either pointed at her or stayed away from her. Ding Rou didn’t care and had no need to be angry with these ignorant villagers.

Dark clouds covered the scorching sun, bursts of thunder came, Ding Rou quickened her pace, and finally arrived home before the heavy rain fell.

Uncle Rong Fengzhen didn’t know what he did for a living. The village was unique, with a blue-tiled house, a small courtyard with an area of ​​more than 100 square meters, three bedrooms and a living room, and exquisite furniture. He must be a master who can enjoy it.

Ding Rou felt a little melancholy. Rong Fengzhen was not at home, so it was still a question of how she would attack.

“Master, don’t worry, Rong Fengzhen will be back tonight.”