diskusbooks Chapter 237 He is the cannon fodder control group (2)
Chapter 237 He is the cannon fodder control group (2)
what? ! ! !
Si Cen opened his eyes suddenly and almost sat up, but ended up falling back down again, dizzy and weak.
There was a loud thud.
What a great head!
No! Can this bed board be any harder?
Probably having heard the noise, the person in the yard outside hurried into the house.
Si Cen opened his tearful eyes and looked into the other person's eyes.
Ho!
What a rough guy with a beard, scars at the corners of his eyes and a face full of "vicissitudes"!
The key point is that this man's eyes give people a feeling of ferocity and cruelty, which makes him particularly terrifying. Ordinary people dare not look at him directly for more than two seconds.
Add to that his impressive height and apparently very solid physique, even if he is not the type with muscular body, you can tell that he is a very strong man.
Um... it's very, scary.
No wonder he doesn't have a good reputation in the village. There are even rumors that he likes to beat people and may have killed someone outside. He is a violent person. Anyone who marries him will probably be beaten three times a day.
No wonder the cannon fodder in the previous life in the original text deliberately chose this hunter to frame his cousin, because he saw that the hunter was poor, fierce, and lame, and he had the vicious intention of humiliating his cousin and hoping that his cousin would be beaten to death.
but!
hateful!
This is Cen Cen’s little cake!
How dare you plot against him to marry someone else!
Cen Cen was very angry, and for the first time she felt dislike for the original owner of the cannon fodder.
"Are you okay?"
Gu Yao's tone was a bit stiff, and coupled with his already unkind appearance, he seemed even more ferocious.
Si Cen wasn't afraid of him, but he felt a little aggrieved that Little Cake was so distant from him.
So he pursed his lips and cried, "My head hurts, maybe it's swollen... My body hurts too."
Gu Yao coughed and looked away, "I'll go make you something to eat, and then ask the doctor to come and take a look."
After saying that, without waiting for Si Cen's reaction, he left the room at a rapid speed.
Si Cen didn't even have time to put down Er Kang's hand, he just felt more wronged, and then he glanced at his own hand inadvertently... So fat? ! !
Si Cen:? ! !
[Baby... show me what I look like now! ]
The system hesitated, and finally, guiltily, projected Si Cen's current image into his mind.
Si Cen:? ヽ(`Д′)? ┻━┻! ! !
He was acting like a spoiled brat with the little cake with a face like a steamed bun? ! !
My goodness! His eyes, which were not big round to begin with, were squeezed even smaller by the flesh. He said that his vision always felt a little off and it was a bit difficult to see anything!
That double chin is two layers!
His body is round like a gas tank.
If the original owner wasn't lazy and gluttonous and never got sun exposure all year round, her skin would be very white. I don't know how ugly she would be!
"system!"
Cen Cen has never been so fat in her life.
The original owner was 160cm tall and weighed more than 160kg. How did he eat to get that height?
This was a time when many places were still so poor that they couldn't get enough food, and most people were pale and thin!
[Ahem... Host, um, all the data of the original owner must be restored and copied. However, after you come here, your soul will affect this body little by little. Can it help you lose weight? ~~] The system's desire to survive is very strong to comfort.
Si Cen stared at the ceiling helplessly... There was no ceiling, only ugly wooden beams and a dark thatched roof.
Speaking of this, Si Cen perked up and looked around the room.
Adobe walls, mud floors, and a "bed" made of mud, with some thatch to sleep on.
Well, there was a piece of animal skin under Si Cen. It looked like it was not the original one he slept on but was specially laid out for Si Cen - well, Little Cake was kind enough.
Then there is a rough wooden cabinet against the wall, probably used to store the owner's clothes.
Gone.
No! No!
It's not really an insult to him to say that he is penniless.
However, although……
[The villain's dad is so poor in this life... Can he still support the host? ]
Not to mention what happened before, let’s just talk about how Mu Ba raised the host in the previous life.
I won’t talk about the house and clothes, but just the food. All the ingredients are either organic ingredients airlifted from various ecological parks and farms, or pure and natural ingredients from the place of origin and airlifted back at a high price.
There are also various kinds of wild or extremely difficult to cultivate medicinal herbs that are purchased at high prices.
Medicinal food is prepared in various ways, with recipes carefully matched according to the host's physical condition.
Gradually, in order to meet the host's pickyness, Mu's father has developed an extraordinary skill to make medicinal food not only taste free of any medicinal smell but also extremely delicious.
It must be said that even when it was the head cat, it was conquered. Because of those nutritious medicinal foods, even the black cat Snow White lived longer than ordinary cats in her previous life.
Look at me now... I'm really afraid that the host won't be able to bear it and give up on the spot QAQ.
Si Cen is not as intolerant of hardship as the system thinks.
But of course living conditions need to be improved. Not only for himself, but he can't just watch his little cake live like this.
But thinking about the original plot, Si Cen felt a little upset.
He said nothing and continued watching the unfinished plot.
The original owner of the cannon fodder in the previous life plotted against her cousin and made him marry a poor and vicious lame hunter. Sure enough, her cousin never had a good life after the marriage. Not to mention the poor life, the hunter was not close to her husband at all.
On the first day of her marriage, she left her husband and said she was going into the mountains to hunt. She did not come back for several days.
After returning, he sold the prey, left a few copper coins and left again. Later, he lived in the mountains for a long time.
The villagers love to gossip, saying all kinds of things. They also laugh at my cousin for not being able to win her husband's heart, and my cousin lives a very miserable life.
I met my sweetheart who was going to be a scholar in the village several times, and my eyes were filled with tears.
Anyway, somehow, the two of them seemed to have developed a bit of an ambiguous relationship, and the other party actually passed the imperial examination and became a scholar. I heard that he got a high rank and was highly appreciated by the county magistrate. He should have no problem taking the imperial examination again.
The widow was shaking in the village and threatened to marry her son, who was going to be an official, to a daughter of a wealthy family.
The cousin was in great pain and cried every day. When the scholar's sweetheart came to meet him in private again, he cried and said, "I am a married man and I am not worthy of you. You should marry a girl from a wealthy family and live a bright life."
He is handsome, gentle and considerate, which makes me feel pity for him.
The scholar felt even more pity for his cousin and swore that he would only love him in this life. When he passed the imperial examination and got a job, he would arrange for his cousin to divorce his irresponsible husband, and he would marry him in a grand ceremony with a sedan chair carried by eight people.
The cousin was so moved that he gave himself to her on the spot.
However, things are unpredictable, and their private meeting was discovered by the scholar's widow.
The widow was so angry that she fell seriously ill. She threatened her son that if he insisted on marrying a slut, she would die and would not be able to rest in peace.
Later, the scholar said sorry to his cousin with red and swollen eyes, saying that he could not be unfilial.
The cousin and he hugged each other and cried, and the two parted ways.
Later, with the help of his widow, the scholar really married a woman from a scholarly family, who was the daughter of the principal of the academy where he studied in the county.
At that time, the widow's mother held a banquet for the whole village, and the bride was carried in a sedan chair with red makeup that was ten miles long. It was a very grand occasion.
The cousin hid in the corner, looking at the handsome scholar groom with tears in his eyes. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife and was broken.