boyutpedia Chapter 287: Harassment for the Third Time
Chapter 287: Harassment for the Third Time
Fu Yuzhang nodded, looked at Lu Zhiran deeply, and then turned and left the hut. He knew that the road ahead was full of unknowns and dangers, but he was ready, and for the future of himself and Lu Zhiran, he was willing to face everything.
In the following days, Fu Yuzhang successfully joined the army, and with his talent and courage, he soon stood out in the army. He always kept his mission and commitment in mind, and continued to work hard for that distant future.
Lu Zhiran has been waiting in the hut, silently praying for Fu Yuzhang's safety and victory. She knows that the waiting process will be long and difficult, but she is willing to persevere for that beautiful future.
In the corner of a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, a dilapidated thatched cottage stood alone. The light inside the house was dim, and only through a few dilapidated cracks could one see the mottled light and shadow outside. Lu Zhiran sat beside the only wooden basin in the house. Her hands were red from the cold water, but she still scrubbed the clothes meticulously. Her eyes were firm and clear, as if they could penetrate the turmoil and dust of this world.
Mu Qizong, a famous dandy in this small town, unexpectedly appeared in front of this dilapidated hut today. He was dressed in a luxurious brocade robe and brocade boots embroidered with gold thread. Every step he took was very heavy, as if he wanted to crush the floor of the hut. He had a mocking smile on his face, and his eyes were full of disdain and contempt.
"Lu Zhiran, look at how you look now. You really make people feel pity for you." Mu Qizon stood at the door of the house, with his hands behind his back, looking at Lu Zhiran in the house with a critical look.
Lu Zhiran looked up at him, her eyes showing no signs of fluctuation, as if she had long been accustomed to his ridicule. She spoke calmly, her voice clear and firm: "Although my life is poor now, my heart is extremely peaceful. On the contrary, Mr. Mu, although you are dressed luxuriously, your heart is full of emptiness and impetuousness."
Mu Qizong's face froze when he heard this. He obviously didn't expect Lu Zhiran to respond like this. He sneered and said, "Lu Zhiran, do you think you can become a phoenix if you marry Fu Yuzhang? He is just a poor scholar. What can he give you? Do you think he will always love and protect you?"
Lu Zhiran put down the clothes in her hands and stood up. Her back was straight, like an unyielding bamboo. She looked at Mu Qizong calmly and said, "Mr. Mu, love cannot be measured by money and status. Although Fu Yuzhang is poor, he is sincere to me and is willing to give everything for me. And you, even if you have a thousand wealth and ten thousand status, will never understand what true love is."
Mu Qizong was choked by Lu Zhiran's words and was speechless. He widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that this woman who used to obey him would now refute him like this. He pointed at Lu Zhiran in anger and said, "You, you are simply ungrateful! Do you think Fu Yuzhang can protect you for the rest of your life? I tell you, he will leave you sooner or later, and by then you won't even have time to cry!"
Lu Zhiran smiled slightly, her smile was full of calmness and confidence. She whispered: "Mr. Mu, in life, some things are destined to be unchangeable. For example, you are destined to not be able to enter my heart; for example, I am destined to spend my life with Fu Yuzhang. So, please don't waste your energy anymore."
Mu Qizon was so angry that his face turned red. He glared at Lu Zhiran for a long while, then finally flicked his sleeves and left the hut angrily.
Lu Zhiran looked at his departing back and sighed softly. She knew that there was no possibility between her and Mu Qizong, but she never regretted her choice. She believed that as long as she spent the rest of her life with Fu Yuzhang, she would be able to withstand all the storms and difficulties in this world.
The afterglow of the setting sun filled the earth, shrouding the town in a golden glow. Lu Zhiran stood at the door of the house, looking at the back of Mu Qizong gradually disappearing in the distance, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in her heart. She knew that her life was about to usher in a new chapter, and all of this was closely related to the man named Fu Yuzhang.
In a corner of a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, Lu Zhiran lives alone in a dilapidated hut. Ever since her husband Fu Yuzhang left, Mu Qizong has appeared in her life as frequently as a fly, constantly finding fault and harassing her.
Today, the sunlight shines through the cracks in the thatched cottage, scattering on Lu Zhiran. She is busy arranging the simple furniture in the house, trying to make this small space look neater. Suddenly, a frivolous laugh comes from outside the house, and then Mu Qizong's disgusting face appears at the door.
He was still dressed in brocade, but the disdain and ridicule in his eyes became stronger. He leaned against the door frame, crossed his arms, and looked at Lu Zhiran in the room unscrupulously, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
"Hey, isn't this Lu Zhiran? Why, now that Fu Yuzhang is gone, you have to live such a poor life?" Mu Qizong deliberately raised his voice, attracting the attention of nearby residents.
Lu Zhiran's heart tightened, but she quickly regained her composure. She put down the rag in her hand, glanced at Mu Qizong calmly, and said, "Mr. Mu, how my life is has nothing to do with you. Please respect yourself."
Mu Qizong's eyes flashed with anger when he heard this. He snorted coldly and said, "It has nothing to do with me? Don't you forget that it was you who gave up on me and chose that poor scholar? Now that you are living such a miserable life, don't you regret it?"
Lu Zhiran took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in her heart. She knew that it was meaningless to argue with someone like Mu Qizong. So she chose to remain silent and turned around to continue her busy work.
However, Mu Qizong refused to give in. Seeing that Lu Zhiran ignored him, he laughed even more wantonly: "Lu Zhiran, Lu Zhiran, you are so pitiful and pathetic. Do you think you can be happy if you marry for love? I tell you, someone like Fu Yuzhang will abandon you sooner or later!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps. It turned out that Auntie Wang, Lu Zhiran's neighbor, heard the noise and rushed over to check the situation. Auntie Wang was a kind-hearted person and usually took good care of Lu Zhiran. When she saw Mu Qizong coming to make trouble again, she immediately stepped forward to stand up for Lu Zhiran.
"Mu Qi Zong, Mu Qi Zong, why are you here to cause trouble again?" Aunt Wang glared at him, "Lu Zhiran is already pitiful enough, and you still come to bully her? Get out of here right away!"
Mu Qizong was dissatisfied when he saw Aunt Wang interfering, but he did not dare to be too arrogant. He glared at Lu Zhiran, snorted coldly, and turned away.