Women are very beautiful.

The willow leaves are bent eyebrows and cherry mouths, and the green and pink are beautiful. Even though they are covered in blood, they can still see that they are a peerless beauty.

Sun Chunming did not dare to delay, so he quickly went into the room to fill water, but Sun Yue sat on the ground and cried: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The woman was also at a loss for a moment and shouted in a sweet voice: "Stop crying."

However, when Sun Yue cried even harder after drinking, maybe she was sympathetic. The woman squatted beside Sun Yue and said softly: "Little brother, don't cry anymore. Sister is not a villain. If there are evil people chasing me, I have to avoid you for a while. When today is over, I will buy you delicious sweets..."

With a sniffle, before the woman finished speaking, a sharp short knife penetrated her heart and stabbed her three or four times before she could finish it. The woman wanted to shake the sword in her hand, but how could she have the strength?

As soon as his eyes were dark, he lay on the ground. The child who was still crying just now spat a few times and spit out a mouthful of blood that had just spit out from the woman's heart.

When Sun Chunming heard the sound, he came over and saw that the corpse fell to the ground didn't understand what was going on. He couldn't help but blame him: "You... why did you kill someone?"

"What else? You still want to have a romantic ambiguous plot with her, but the floppy online writer would design this way. This woman is dressed in luxurious clothes and looks so beautiful. She must be a wealthy family. When the Northern Song Dynasty was founded, Han Tong was the only one who was killed in the civil and military affairs of the court. This woman was either his daughter and granddaughter or his concubine. Do you want to accompany him to accompany Houzhou to bury? Help."

As he said that, Sun Yue kept his hands and feet, regardless of the blood, reached out and touched the woman's clothes.

"What are you doing?"

"Of course I'm looking for money. Since this woman is Han Tong's family, she must have something valuable on her."

While speaking, Sun Yue had already found a small bag of gold beans, a jade pendant, and two gold and silver jewelry, and handed it to Sun Chunming to put it away together with the woman's sword.

Seeing Widow Zhang poking her head out of the cellar when she heard the movement, Sun Chunming said bluntly: "What are you looking at? Please help throw this woman out. If Zhao Kuangyin's people can't find anyone to search from house to house, it will be a big trouble."

After hearing this, Widow Zhang quickly worked with Sun Chunming, opened the door and threw the body directly on the street, and then inserted the door and hid back into the house. She was not afraid of the two neighbors who had just killed someone.

In fact, Widow Zhang was not only not afraid, but was also very happy. She was able to live so big in this chaotic world that no one had seen a few dead people, and even killed people with his own hands. At this time, she didn't feel panic when she saw the Sun family's father and son killing people, but she felt much more at ease.

What is the use of a man who dares not kill people in this troubled world?

The body was thrown on the street, and in a short while, soldiers rushed over. When they saw the woman's body, they all breathed a sigh of relief, not caring about who killed it.

This woman is Han Tong's youngest daughter. Maybe she is not a bad person. On the contrary, if she had not been sympathetic to Sun Yue, she would not have to die with her martial arts skills, but this is a troubled time, so there is no innocence.

Han Tong was not dead, Zhao Kuangyin couldn't sleep well, and he had to maintain his glorious image of kindness, so Han Tong had to die from an "accident". In order not to expose this layer of window paper, Han Tong had to die from an "accident". He would posthumously seal Han Tong as the Shuling. If this woman is not killed, Sun Yue probably should die from an "accident" after a while.

On the other hand, Sun Yue killed someone for the first time in his life, and stabbed his heart and splashed his blood. He even almost took a sip, which was naturally disgusting, but he just didn't vomit.

However, no matter how disgusting he was, he had no thoughts of guilt and uneasiness. Since this woman broke into his house, no matter what her original intention was, she would have the intention to use their family's lives to bet on her chances. Moreover, at least today's world is still a chaotic world, and killing people in troubled times is just for the sake of living.

After understanding these things, Sun Yue did not avoid Widow Zhang. She threw away her blood-stained clothes, put a basin of water naked from the water tank, and simply sat in to scrub her body. Sun Chunming seemed not worried about his precious son's physical and mental health, and continued to chop the stuffing and make dumplings on his own.

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After about another hour, it was completely dark, and the shouts of killing on the street had completely disappeared. Sun Chunming finally cooked his dumplings, and even went to the cellar to call Widow Zhang to eat them together.

Widow Zhang smelled the fragrance from afar, which naturally aroused greed. It was a great kindness for others to take in you, a widow. It would be fine if you eat normally, but this dumpling with fat meat filling was not as good as you, so you could only swallow your saliva while shaking your head desperately, for fear of causing unhappiness to others.

Sun Chunming smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, as the saying goes, distant relatives are worse than close neighbors. We are not locals. We have no support in Kaifeng City, no relatives or friends, and we are all pointing to the neighbors to help us. We should just take this meat horn as a way to thank you in advance."

Seeing that Sun Chunming said this, Widow Zhang was no longer pretentious and smiled and said, "That's right, you may not have time to clean up your house just now. You see, there is no woman in your house, so I will help you clean up your house later."

"Then the relationship is good, so thank you."

Sun Yue turned a blind eye to the two of them and was only concerned about making his dumplings. He couldn't eat much of his body at the age of six or seven, but the key was his greed. The oil-screwed cabbage, and with a bite, the light yellow meat soup can be sprayed out half a meter, and the oil and water for more than half a month can be replenished. It tastes particularly sweet.

After eating the dumplings, the three men touched their stomachs. Widow Zhang stood up to wash dishes. It happened that the grand rituals and music suddenly played in the inner palace. The father and son looked at each other and smiled at each other.

The Song Dynasty is here.

Before traveling through time, Sun Yue never thought that Song was good, especially the one who was the most disdainful to the world of the barbarians and the king. He felt that he was not far behind the mighty man and Tang, but now when he heard this ritual and music, the father and son were almost in tears.

I think that Lao Cao, who sells sesame cakes, was a rude and generous Guanzhong man and a ruthless man who fought on the battlefield. When he heard about Zhao Kuangyin's mutiny, he immediately sold his home at a bargain price, and took my mother and children to the end of the world.

I think of this pretty Widow Zhang, a lonely and helpless woman, who is at least able to support her good family by working hard, but she can take off her clothes in front of a strange man without saying a word.

Fortunately, they came through at the right time. The Zhao Song court was waving goodbye to the troubled times of the Five Dynasties with extremely confident posture.

The people actually don’t care about the tribute, the national dignity, what is the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, what is the Hexi Corridor, that is the issue that only living people can care about. The real urgent demands of the people are actually to live and live well.
Chapter completed!