Xing　Laohan　sad　propped　his　wife,　"to　Hu　Minxiu　you　do　things　too　immoral,　do　not　you　such　a　wife　or"　Hu　Minxiu　a　spit　old　man,　"I　dare　say,　prepared　to　die,　you　old　thing."　Xing　the　old　man　a　fit　of　anger　said:　"has　long　wanted　to　die.　I　home　your　wife　really　is　down　to　eight　life　mold."　Hu　Minxiu　Road:　"If　you　want　death,　aunt　I　should　be　you."　she　stepped　forward　to　take　the　legs,　feet　kicking,　"Tisi,　or　the　views　of　your　child,　Hugh　I,　married　to　the　same　room　parents　and　sister　born　fool."　the　Huen　Yan　knees　pulled　the　legs　of　Hu　Minxiu,　"sister-in-law,　father　and　mother　age,　can　not　afford　to　toss　you　have　air　impact　Caesar.　"Hu　Minxiu　yells.　Rushed　to　stop　thinking　Miao　Xing,　"My　aunt　ah!　Read　on　you　husband　and　wife　were　collecting　hand,　I　knelt　down　to　give　you."　Xing　aunt　aside　and　said:　"Son,　can　not　kneel　to　her,　you　give　her　on　her　knees,　not　your　children　from　now　on.　"thinking　the　remote　end　or　kneel.　Hu　Minxiu　said:　"for　them　and　what　the　situation,　people　do　not　receive　your　feelings."　She　grabbed　one　thinking　vague　and　ears,　"you　give　me　up."　Thinking　vague　stood　up　and　said,　Humin　Xiu　fan　of　his　two　hand　"roll　go　in　one　side,　his　aging　mother's　things　you　less　control,　disobedient,　his　aging　mother,　I　have　tomorrow　off-you　think　vague　painstakingly　left　to　coax　the　right　to　persuade　away　their　own　wife.

Outside　the　rain　tight.　The　Huen　Yan　knelt　weeping　father　and　mother　side.　Direct　sense　of　the　Xing　aunt　getting　worse　and　worse,　the　old　man　back　from　the　wife,　"Enji　you　hold　umbrellas,　baby　her　mother,　we　return　to　the　house　lying."　Out　of　the　kitchen　and　outside　Shen　black,　could　not　see　anything.　The　old　man　go　hard　in　the　rain,　the　pace　of　moving　slowly,　for　fear　slipped　and　fell　with　his　wife.　The　Huen　Yan　hold　rain　gear　just　to　the　old　couple　from　the　storm,　but　Lin　Zhao.　Daofang　Zhong　the　Huen　Yan　lit　oil　lamps.　The　Xing　Laohan　found　her　body　to　make　wet,　the　Enji　back　to　the　room　to　put　on　clothes,　rain,　do　not　come!　After　a　hard　day　go　to　bed　early.　"The　Huen　Yan　helpless　wipe　the　tears,　the　father　and　mother,　I'm　off."　She　crossed　the　violent　rain　back　to　the　room,　the　lights　did　not　point　lying　on　the　table　crying.　Rain　relentlessly　poured　sprinkle,　thunder　like　firecrackers　ignited　such　as　the　roof.