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➢Ex Wife
Worrying that the main brain made a mistake, which led to the passing. Although this probability is very low, the mission of flying to this level can actually be passed, and I am full of uncertainty.
After waiting for a while, there is no change in the grades, and I know that the judgment is correct. This time I really passed.
"Could it be that he still died in the hands of a violent man in the end?"
"Are you still married to a domestic violence man?"
"Although the process has changed, is it considered to have retired from the male lead?"
Huihui whispered, took the script, and opened it casually: "But the emotional line of the hero and the hero has changed--"
The sound stopped abruptly.
Silence. Sustained silence. After accumulating to a certain level, it suddenly said: "I X!"
Listening to it turned into an angry tone, Shao Yin accidentally took the script and opened it to read it. At this glance, his brows were raised slightly and he laughed.
I see.
The male and female masters finally came together.
In the seventh year after Tang Jiuyin's death, the 35-year-old Chu Xiuyu completely became an iceberg, without friends, without socializing, without a smile on his face, immersed in work every day.
Grandpa Chu couldn't see it, and he was getting older and his health started to be bad. He couldn't worry about his grandson, fearing that he would die alone, so he forced him to get married. With this challenge, I picked the heroine.
The heroine should have married him a long time ago, but because of being mixed by Shao Yin, her plot line and emotional line have changed. She made a boyfriend of a scumbag, and after being cheated, she worked hard for her career and became a beautiful, smart, and capable person.
Grandpa Chu took her tenacity and ability to match her with his grandson, and it succeeded.
It has been seven years, how unforgettable feelings will be washed away by time. And the power of the plot cannot be resisted. After getting acquainted, no matter what the heroine does, Chu Xiuyu can easily develop a good impression of her, and gradually let go of the past, stay with her, and start a new life.
Huihui was a little unhappy.
This kind of unhappiness can't be said-let Chu Xiuyu remember Tang Jiuyin forever, not being with the heroine, or with any woman, it would be too selfish!
Because of this unspeakable upset, it has a particularly bad mood, and even getting a "pass" grade cannot be saved.
Muttered in a low voice, unhappy.
Shaoyin ignored it, flipping through the script slowly, looking at the ending of Tang's father and Tang's mother and Meng Cichuan.
She jumped off the building with Cheng Ming in his arms. Cheng Ming died on the spot. She also died soon. Both parties were victims. This caused the Tang family and the Cheng family to not occupy the commanding heights.
There was surveillance in the community, but the reason for the two falling from the building was not photographed. In the end, the incident was characterized as a couple who fell off the building accidentally after a quarrel.
The Cheng family accused the Tang family: "Why is your daughter arguing with my son? How dare to do it with him! Killing my son, I will never end with you!"
Father Tang and mother Tang squirted back: "My daughter has the best temper. I have never seen her quarrel or quarrel with others. Your son doesn't know how to bully my daughter and kill my daughter, so I want to talk to you. It's not over!"
They only got part of their daughter's inheritance, but the villa occupying the big head was given to Chu Xiuyu. They were very upset at first, but others accused them of being unbearable, and the two sides sprayed each other.
In the end, Chu Xiuyu moved his hands.
If Cheng's family is as quiet as a chicken, it's just a matter of Cheng Ming's own pot. If he is dead, the matter will be over. But the Cheng family's slander after Don Jiuyin's death violated his bottom line. After the operation, Cheng's family got cold.
If it wasn't Cheng Ming who came in at the beginning.
If Cheng Ming has a better tone of voice after getting married.
If they didn't quarrel that night.
No matter which comes true, the result will not be what it is now. Yinyin is dead, and she shouldn't die, but if he does better, or is stronger at the beginning, she won't die.
He attended her funeral and worshipped her every year.
Meng Cichuan did not worship in the first year, and Chu Xiuyu ignored him. In the second year, Meng Cichuan still did not worship, and Chu Xiuyu still ignored him. In the third year, he began to worship, but Chu Xiuyu still ignored him.
Meng Cichuan was already very haggard at this time.
After the "everything can't be told to others" happened, Liu Jing didn't pay much attention to him, and treated him like an ordinary alumnus who didn't have much friendship.
Later, Tang Jiuyin died, and some things happened after her marriage with Cheng Ming were exposed, such as domestic violence, such as Cheng Ming forcing her to attend shameless gatherings of his brothers.
Liu Jing was therefore very disgusted with him, thinking that if it weren’t for what he said and did, things could be different. Tang Jiuyin might marry Chu Xiuyu. Although Chu Xiuyu is not so righteous in character, at least he No domestic violence, no shameless games, things won’t be what they are now.
She alienated Meng Cichuan, avoided seeing him, couldn't call back, and hardly contacted him. As for her and her husband, after being stimulated by Don Jiuyin, they quickly saw through the emotional matter, divorced her husband, and focused on business.
Her husband recovered, but she did not respond, and devoted herself to the career. Gradually, her husband stopped. He didn't do despicable things to her like in the script, and let Meng Cichuan succeed. Liu Jing, who was immersed in her career, quickly achieved breakthrough achievements and became famous overseas.
At this time, Liu Jing was very busy. There were a lot of experiments to be carried out, a lot of exchange seminars to be held, and he had to study around. She and Meng Cichuan were totally from two worlds.
Although Meng Cichuan was also a doctor, he was far from Liu Jing's level. He learned to drink, and gradually became drunk. Excessive alcohol damages the nerves, and when his delicate and sensitive hand manipulates the scalpel, it gradually becomes worse than before. There was almost an accident and he stopped touching the scalpel.
His career was retrogressive and his feelings were hopeless. Even his brothers were strangers, which made Meng Cichuan very regretful.
He began to worship Don Jiuyin every year and reflect on whether he was really wrong. Shouldn't he always target her? Should we hide our prejudice in our heart? If he wasn't so arrogant at the beginning, wouldn't Chu Xiuyu be hurt so miserably by him?
He apologized to Chu Xiuyu, saying that he was wrong, and that he had done something wrong back then. He was sorry to Chu Xiuyu and Tang Jiuyin.
Chu Xiuyu remained unmoved, his eyes were indifferent and said: "Can the dead come back to life?"
He will not forgive him.
Because Don Jiuyin is dead and will not survive.
"Tsk."
Shaoyin closed the script and was quite satisfied with the ending.
It's not in vain that she acted so hard at the beginning.
Huihui is not so calm as her mood, it is brooding about "passing". If possible, it would rather get a "fail."
Because of a bad mood, it was very picky when choosing the next task. Look at this, it's not good. Look at that, annoying.
"Don't pick it," Shao Yin said, "You grab one at your fingertips, whichever is which."
Huihui was also annoyed, so he just listened to her and grabbed it casually.
"Hey." It threw the script it caught to her.
Shaoyin began to read the new script.
After reading it, her expression was a little cold.
Huihui noticed it and asked, "Don't you like it?"
"I don't like it," Shao Yin said straightforwardly, pinching his eyebrows.
I don't know if the cannon fodder mission has been done too much, she is a little disgusted with the cannon fodder mission now.
For example, this script.
Actually the script is pretty sweet.
The male lead is a young general, with a beautiful appearance and fair skin. There is no trace of the rudeness of a warrior on his body, and he is more like a scholar.
And he did read books. There was an accident in his family. He abandoned his writing and turned to martial arts. Because of his good brains, he was very capable of marching and climbing quickly.
He did not have a complicated foundation in the dynasty, he was only loyal to the emperor and was valued by the emperor. He was almost thirty years old and had no family yet, so the emperor planned to give him a marriage.
Instead of choosing a woman with a deep background, the emperor chose him a young lady who had a declining family background, had no money, and had little support.
The hero didn't feel much about this.
The emperor gave the marriage, and he accepted it.
And the heroine is a very nice girl. Her family has fallen, and she has taken refuge in distant relatives, and she has been trained under the fence at a young age. She was calm, good at housework, sensible, with poems and books in her belly, and she was born beautifully, and there was nothing wrong with it.
After marrying the protagonist, she quickly took care of the house. When the male protagonist saw it, he couldn't help but feel good about her. He felt that women in this world were also reasonable, and not only hated people like that. He paid attention to her and helped her when she was too weak.
Gradually, good feelings grew. As the days go on, the two are in love with each other, entrusting their sincerity, and the love of the husband and wife, and live a lively and prosperous life.
Just look at the part of the main character, it's really sweet.
But there is a cannon fodder in this, the man's ex-wife. It is also the reason for the phrase "he thinks women in this world are reasonable".
In the early years, the male protagonist had married a wife. His parents died early and they supported themselves. Once, he went up the mountain to chop wood, met a big insect, and was rescued by the hunter in the village, but the hunter was killed. Before he died, he asked him to marry his daughter as his wife and take care of her for the rest of his life.
The hero is not an ungrateful person. After Orion was buried, he not only married his daughter, but also promised to take care of her for life. However, that woman is very arrogant and unreasonable. Whoever looks at him more will make her make trouble.
He tried not to talk to other women, nor let his eyes fall away, taking care of her mood everywhere. But there are not only men in this world, but also women, all over the world, everywhere, how can they be avoided?
He was studying in the school, but because his classmate had spoken to him, she saw him, so he kept making trouble.
He was really annoying and didn't coax her. As a result, she took her three-year-old son into the river.
He lost his wife and children at the same time. The blow was hard to say, and he couldn't read the books anymore. He left his hometown to make a living.
This is also the reason why he abandoned literature and military.
The male protagonist can make a lot of credit in the army, but also because of the reasons such as "not afraid of death", "wearing the world", and "being hostile". As a result, his life was not lost, but more and more credits were made.
"Why do you want to arrange such a role?" Shao Yin pinched his eyebrows, a little irritable.
First of all, the role of the ex-wife is very unpleasant, she is narrow-minded, because she jumps into the river because of small things, so self-conscious. That's all, she also took a three-year-old child into the river!
Let her play such a role, she can't do it.
Secondly.
"The heroine is very good. She is already so good. Without a dead ex-wife to match her, will it make her look down? Would the hero not cherish her?"
Even if he has never been harmed by a brainless ex-wife, he is just an ordinary man. After seeing an outstanding woman like her, he will shine brightly in his hand, right?
"Then, are you still doing this task?" Grey asked cautiously.
Shaoyin closed the script and said irritably, "Do!"
Now that it is caught, it is it.
The consciousness sank and plunged into the small world.
She was lying in a small but bright and tidy tiled house.
The word "tidy" is not enough to describe this room. I saw a few beautiful landscape pictures and tough and elegant calligraphy and paintings hung on the wall, decorating the ordinary house with elegance and not vulgarity.
Shaoyin turned his eyes and looked at the four corners of the room. In the homes of farmers who are not wealthy, there are no incense burners, screens, bogu racks, carved stools, etc., only a wooden bed, a square table with baskets to hold food on top, and a few small stools polished with wooden stakes. , There are also two boxes for clothes with new paint colors.
I felt a little itchy on my head, some blockages in my nails were uncomfortable, and my stomach was very empty. More and more feelings belonged to this body.
Shaoyin gradually understood what had happened.
When the system is launched, it will be placed on the plot node by default. In other words, she had caught Gu Tingyuan talking to her classmate's sister, scolded him on the spot, and slapped around after returning home. Gu Tingyuan explained to her that she held her head and didn't listen. Gu Tingyuan cooked a meal for her to eat, but she didn't eat it either.
But Gu Tingyuan couldn't coax her, was angry and wronged, thinking that the classmate would have to apologize, so he stopped coaxing her and turned back to the school.
She just felt that he was really impatient and couldn't think about it for a while, so she hugged her son and threw him into the river.
It is now before she throws herself into the river.
The itchy head is uncomfortable because it got into the dirt while rolling. The nail gap was blocked, part of it was scratching Gu Tingyuan's face, with dried blood embedded in it, and the other part was getting into the mud when slapped on the ground.
embarrassment.
Shaoyin thought about Gu Tingyuan's scratched handsome face, and couldn't help raising the back of his hand to cover his eyes.
Why did you wear such a character?
"You're a stinky hand!" She couldn't help but said.
She asked Huihui to catch it casually, but she caught a character like this, which really took her own life.
Grey and gray: "You do it yourself, I ask if you want to change it, you say not to change it."
Shaoyin was too depressed to speak.
It's not easy to swallow all the words.
"Mother, mother?" A tender voice sounded at the door.
Shaoyin put down the back of her hand and sat up, and saw a clear-eyed baby standing at the door, with her little hand scratching the door frame, carefully looking into the room.
The big eyes are black and white, and the long eyelashes are fluttering, so cute.
"Mother, are you awake?" Seeing her sitting up, the little baby let go of the door frame, moved her calf across the threshold, and walked into the house.
Shaoyin felt her body, she was too hungry. Looking at the sky, it was already afternoon. This woman made a big fuss without having lunch, no wonder she was so hungry.
Get out of bed, put on your shoes, and walk outside the house.
Chenjiacun is located in the green mountains and green waters, the scenery is extremely beautiful, Shaoyin stood in the yard and looked out for a while, and part of the unspeakable anger gradually dissipated.
It's just a mission. It has been a mere ten years, and it's just a snap.
When Xiaowa grows up, she will leave this world, no big deal.
He spit out a sigh of breath again, and his mood has calmed down a lot.
Looking down at the side of her legs, the little baby who is following her steps, she said: "What are you bothering me for?"
The little baby called Gu Yi'an, blinked her eyes, and said, "Daddy saved the meal, mother has to eat."
This son was just three years old, but he inherited his father's IQ, so he is very smart. At a young age, Gu Tingyuan has been taught by Gu Tingyuan that he can recite a lot of verses, speak in an orderly manner, and have a good memory.
It was Gu Ting who asked him before leaving, so remember to urge his mother to eat.
"Have you eaten?" Shaoyin asked.
An'er nodded: "I have eaten."
Gu Tingyuan loves his son very much. The wife he married is unreasonable. The husband and wife can’t talk, so the relationship is just like that. But the son is clever and smart. He placed great hopes on him and would teach him to recite poems no matter how busy he is. Before leaving, I must have stared at him for dinner.
Shaoyin didn't ask any more, turned back to the room, sat at the table, opened the basket buttoned in the center of the square table, revealing two buns with white flour and a plate of cold cucumber.
She took the steamed bun in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and started filling her stomach. An'er stood by, looking up at her, Shaoyin grabbed a piece of bun and stuffed it in his hand.
An'er took the buns and ate them in small bites. The steamed buns can be chewed carefully, and it can chew out a little bit of sweetness. You can't eat this kind of fine grains every day. An'er ate very happily, her big eyes were full of joy, and she occasionally dipped a little cucumber soup on the plate.
Seeing his small body, Shaoyin tried his best to tiptoe, stretched out his little arm to dip the soup in the plate, and found it very interesting. After watching for a while, he dragged the plate to the edge of the table, picked him up, and let him sit on his lap: "Eat."
An'er was immediately happy, but did not continue to dip in the soup on the plate, but buried her head in her arms ashamed: "Mother~"
Shaoyin was funny, patted his little head and continued to eat.
After eating the two steamed buns, there were two cucumbers left on the plate, and then he looked at the son who had taken the head out of his arms and put her shoulders on her shoulders. The son who bit the steamed buns bit by bit like ants: "Can’t eat. eat?"
The little guy raised his head, his big eyes flickered twice, jumped off her lap, and reached out to grab the cucumber. I ate one piece by myself, and the other piece was lifted up and fed to Shaoyin: "Mother, eat it."
Shaoyin was a little disgusted.
"You eat it yourself."
An'er was very happy and crunched and ate it.
Shaoyin cleaned up the plates and chopsticks, took them outside to rinse off, and called his son together: "Come here."
In fact, she doesn't need to bark, An'er will follow her. Shaoyin rolled up her sleeves, first scooped up a scoop of water, washed her hands on An'er, and wiped him clean with a towel before saying, "Let's play."
Seeing her scooping water to wash the dishes, An'er said, "Daddy is back to wash."
Gu Tingyuan does all the housework. When An'er saw her mother washing the dishes, she immediately stopped her. Seeing more father doing housework, in his short three-year life, mother washing dishes was very against the law.
Shaoyin didn't stop, and easily washed the dishes without oily water, splashed dirty water into the yard, put the chopsticks and dishes on the stove, and clicked the basket.
Then he turned around and looked over and said, "But I have already washed it, what should I do?"
An'er's mouth opened, and her delicate brow furrowed, revealing a bit of distress.
What should I do if my mother robbed my father?
"Mother tired?" He ran over and hugged her knees.
Shaoyin shook his head: "Not tired."
"That's good." An'er breathed a sigh of relief.
Dad said, you can't be tired of mother. Since my mother is not tired, she is fine. He relaxed quickly, let go of Shaoyin's legs, ran to a corner of the yard, and poke the ants to play.
Shaoyin was a bit lazy with food and drink. Standing in the yard, she didn't even bother to move a stool and sit in the sun.
After a while, she stretched her arms, turned and walked back to the stove, and began to boil water.
Her body was horribly dirty, and it took Shaoyin more than half an hour to clean herself from the inside out. Her nails were also cut, and she loosely held her wet hair, carried a basin of dirty clothes and planned to wash by the river.
An'er didn't know when he caught a caterpillar and put it on the road the ants passed by, squatting there with relish. Yu Guang saw Shaoyin go out, and immediately got up and chased him up: "Mother!"
"Yeah." Shao Yin nodded and didn't push him, let him follow.
It's summer, and children won't catch cold when they touch some water. Shaoyin was washing her clothes, and An'er took off her shoes and stepped on the shallow water to play.
After playing, he picked up a few snails and threw them into the river one by one.
"This can be eaten," Shaoyin said, making a circle on the ground, "Don't throw it in the river, throw it in this circle, pick up more and cook it for you at home."
An'er got more excited when she had something to do. She ran around, pushing her **** up, picking up the snails one by one.
Shaoyin was washing clothes, thinking of the world of Xian Xia, and the days when he could squeeze the dust removal technique. I missed the days when I was a princess and queen again. There were many servants who served me. She didn't have to do anything. I also miss the modern world. What kind of dirty clothes can be done with a washing machine.
Rubbing his clothes lazily, Yu Guang paid attention to his son, calling out from time to time: "Don't run far."
An'er is very obedient. Thanks to Gu Tingyuan's good teaching, he listens very much to his parents and is a well-behaved and filial child. Shaoyin called him, and he ran over by stepping on the water.
Seeing that his sleeves fell again and were soaked with water, Shao Yin asked him to come to him, twisted the sleeves and the trousers, and put them back on him.
An'er surrounded her mother, pattering, running back and forth stepping on the water. He was lucky. In addition to touching snails, he also touched two mussels.
"Mother, can this be eaten?" He held a mussel that was bigger than his hand, and walked to Shaoyin with bright eyes.
Shaoyin laughed and said, "You can eat." He did not hesitate to compliment, "An'er is very capable."
An'er is happier. The child didn't know much, but subconsciously felt that his mother was in a very good mood today, and he put the mussel in the circle and went to play more happily.
After washing the clothes, Shaoyin took his son home with a basin.
An'er looked back at her back three steps.
They didn't take any extra tools, neither snails nor mussels could take them away, so they stayed by the river temporarily.
"No one will pick it up." Shaoyin persuaded him, "We made a circle, and when people saw it, they knew they were in charge and wouldn't touch it."
An'er said: "Yeah." But the frequency of turning back hasn't changed at all. Until I was on the side road and couldn't see it, I anxiously held Shao Yin's hand and pulled her back: "Mother, let's go home quickly."
Shaoyin couldn't laugh.
He picked him up with one hand and caught him by his side: "Chong ah—"
An'er screamed and then "chuckled" endlessly.
Back home, An'er went to get the bowl immediately. Shaoyin took him with him, turned back to the river, and picked up the snails and mussels that had not been taken away.
On the way back, An'er was not in a hurry, holding the heavy bowl, and did not let go along the way.
He didn't eat it anyway. But this was what he picked up, and he was very precious.
The child walks slowly, and he is holding a heavy bowl, so he walks more slowly. Shaoyin is not in a hurry. She is now a peasant woman. For her, there is only surplus time, not enough time, so she walks leisurely.
After returning home, Shaoyin found a basin and soaked the snails.
As for the two mussels, she pried open, dug out the meat, put it on the chopping board, and knocked it hard with the back of the knife.
"Mother, why do you want to hit it?" An'er asked.
Shaoyin turned the mussel meat over, and replied, "Hit a dozen, it's more delicious."
"Why?"
Shao Yin moved for a while and said, "You will know when you eat."
Put aside a piece of mussel meat, put it aside, and knock only the other piece.
In the twilight, Gu Tingyuan returned from the county seat.
Holding a paper bag in his hand, it is a meat bun for his wife.
Her long brows were slightly frowned, and her delicate face was surrounded by a layer of indispensable depression.
When approaching the entrance of the village, Gu Tingyuan's heart was full of resistance. But thinking about the smart and pleasant son, he tensed his face, but quickened his pace.
It's so late, An'er must be hungry.
My wife never cooks, and I don't know if An'er is crying hungry?
He could have come back earlier. But this happened today. It took him some time to apologize to his classmates. He was called by his husband to reprimand him and explained to the other students in the school. Many things passed and it was too late to go home.
He hurried home and saw a white smoke rising from a distance. He couldn't help but pause, and he was shocked!
"not good!"
He pulled his feet and ran home, running at an unprecedented speed, sprinting like a gust of wind. Worrying about being delayed for a while, his son will be buried in the fire.
After picking up two mussels by the river in the afternoon, Shaoyin planned to add something to his son.
She squatted toward the stove, and when she was about to burn the fire, An'er widened her eyes and said, "Mother, you want to cook?"
Shaoyin saw the subtext in his big round eyes-isn't this Dad's business?
Smiled, she took the bowl over the edge of the stove, and pointed to the clam meat that was washed white and white, hammered softly, and cut into shreds of crystal clear jade: "Your father still doesn't know when you will come back. Don't you want to eat it?"
An'er swallowed droolingly.
"I want to eat." He stared straight into the bowl, reluctant to blink his eyes.
Although I haven't eaten it before, but he brought it up from the river, and took it all the way home with great pains. It must be very delicious!
Shaoyin chuckled, and when the fire started again, An'er stopped speaking.
She heats the pan, puts a little bit of oil, then adds pepper, chopped green onions, etc. to fragrant, then pours the finely chopped clam meat and stir fry. Add soy sauce, color and taste. Add half a plate of finely chopped celery and stir fry together.
The tangy aroma exploded violently, and to the little An'er, it was like a sea wave, knocking him down in an instant.
Unconsciously, saliva secreted, he swallowed. The little hands are pulled together, and they stand on their toes, staring nervously into the pot. It is a pity that he is short and can only see the spatula flying over.
Even so, the little face is still full of anticipation.
My family is not wealthy, and I can't even eat buns every day, let alone eating meat? Mussel meat is also meat, and the aroma that belongs to meat comes from it. For small children, the attraction is simply irresistible.
Stir-fried on high heat, the finely chopped mussels and celery will be cooked quickly, and Shaoyin sprinkled a little salt, and it was out of the pot.
The two mussel meats weren't that much, but they shrank a little after being fried, and they looked even less. If Shaoyin had not added some shredded celery, even the bottom of a bowl would be unsatisfactory.
"Take it and eat it." After Shaoyin filled the dish, she stuffed it into his son's hand and took a pair of chopsticks to him.
An'er was swallowed by the aroma, and it was late, and his stomach was already hungry, which added to the allure of food. After swallowing, he shook his head: "Wait for Dad to come back to eat."
Shao Yin raised her eyebrows: "Very well, you are very filial. Your father must be very happy to know."
An'er was happily at once, carrying the bowl, and went to the main room. Shaoyin added water to the pot, brushed the pot, and prepared dinner for the adults. After a while, An'er came over again, hugged her leg like a rubber man, pressed her face against her leg, and couldn't shake it away.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
An'er didn't say a word, just haunted her.
Shaoyin smiled and touched his heart: "Mother, I will leave you with one thing."
"Huh?" An'er raised her head.
"You go and try whether the mother's fried is good or not." Shaoyin laughed. "Taste whether it is salty or not, bland, and cooked."
An'er blinked her eyes, immediately became happy, let go of her leg, stepped away from her calf and ran out. Hum, the sound of footsteps went into the hall.
Shaoyin shook his head funny. This kid is too honest, and he has already taken the initiative to ask for a "taste" after changing to a clever kid.
After a while, An'er ran back and smiled openly: "Mother, it's delicious." When he spoke, he could still see the shredded meat in his mouth.
Shaoyin smiled, bent down and picked up a winter melon, cut off half, peeled and digged the seeds, and then sliced, preparing to make a stewed winter melon.
She held the knife, raised the knife in her hand and dropped it, and the movement was about to show the afterimage. In a blink of an eye, the white melon became a thin, evenly thick slice.
When did An'er see this scene? As he opened his eyes wide, his small mouth also opened into an "O" shape, looking at him in amazement.
"Mother, you cut so fast." He watched his mother put vegetables on the plate, and finally recovered, "Faster than Dad."
The children were all of Mu Qiang, and saw the mother's sword skills superb, and the look in her eyes suddenly became more admired and admired.
Gu Tingyuan rushed home desperately, worried that his wife would burn the house because of the day.
Every household was eating right now, even if his house was burned, no one noticed it for a while. He was worried about his son, was frightened and angry, his legs were hardly his own, and he was smashing fast.
However, when I could see the courtyard, I realized that white smoke was only coming from the stove. Startled, he slowed down.
But he still rushed in and headed straight for the stove.
His wife never cooks, and because of this recognition, he didn't let go of the high-hanging heart. Until I ran into the stove and saw the warm and harmonious scene, I couldn't help being stunned.
I saw my wife sitting in front of the stove and burning the fire, and white steam overflowed from the gap in the pot cover, enveloping the aroma of food. The son was sitting on the side with his calves together neatly together, his small white face turned up, and his **** and white eyes were jumping for joy.
"Father?" An'er got up from the small wooden pier when his father came back, and rushed into his arms with his calves.
Gu Tingyuan still didn't recover. He watched this scene in amazement, and subconsciously caught his son: "Daddy is back."
"Father, mother fried the meat." An'er took his hand excitedly and walked out, "It's a mussel, An'er picked it up, two mussels!"
As he said, he gestured big and small.
Gu Tingyuan's heart thumped because he was running in a hurry just now, and his ears hurt. The chest and lungs were about to explode, painful.
He looked behind him suspiciously, not understanding why his wife suddenly started cooking. Suddenly, a thought emerged from the bottom of his heart, which made him clenched his son's little hand tightly.
"Ah!" An'er cried out painfully, "Father, it hurts!"
Gu Ting could not care about his son, bend over to hug him, hugged him tightly, and his voice was tense: "You didn't eat randomly, did you?"
An'er's memory is very good, and she heard that: "I ate a piece of steamed bread, two cucumbers, and a piece of meat."
Gu Tingyuan trembled when he heard it, and hurriedly touched his small face and asked: "Then are you uncomfortable? Are there any discomforts?"
An'er shook his head: "No." She kept her small body, and pointed forward, "Father, there is meat in the house, wait for you to come back and eat together."
Gu Tingyuan wanted to hold his son thousands of miles away from the main house! Sure enough, the wife will not cook for no reason, this is to poison the whole family together!
He was angry and angry, sad and angry, and he was deeply powerless.
If it hadn't been for his father-in-law to save his life, and she wanted to poison his son to death, he would definitely reconcile with her!
But it doesn't work now, he still has to reason with her.
Trying to calm down, he remembered that he was still holding the paper bag in his hand, so he bent over and put his son on the ground, and took out a meat bun: "Are you hungry? Eat something to cushion your stomach first."
An'er is really hungry, her little nose is shaking, but still raises his hand: "Daddy eat."
I don't know if it is good or not to teach my son to be so filial. His mother is going to give him poison, I'm afraid he will take it too! Gu Tingyuan's eyes were sour, and at this moment he couldn't help shaking his son's education.
"Daddy wait and eat." He coaxed in a low voice, "An'er eat."
There was a pause, "Father has something to say to my mother, An'er, let's go play first."
An'er originally wanted to take it in for her mother to eat, but she stopped after hearing this: "Okay."
Holding the bun, strolling out of the yard, wandering on the small road, listening to the barking of dogs in the village, and the voices of adults talking and children crying. Following the aroma, lowered his head and bit the steamed bun.
Gu Tingyuan looked at his son's back and knew that he was not far away, so he turned to the stove. As soon as his footsteps moved, a figure appeared at the door of the stove room.
The wife came out.
"You..." He was interrupted as soon as he spoke.
"I didn't poison me." Shao Yin said directly.
With such a large home, he asked his son in the yard "What did he eat" and "Are there any discomforts?" In a tone of horror, Shaoyin knew what he was worried about as soon as he thought about it.
Gu Tingyuan still knows his wife very well. When such a thing happened, he didn't stay to coax her in the end, she would not just let it go.
In the script, what he saw right now was the drowned corpse of his wife and children.
Then he suspected that she would poison her and kill the whole family. It was not unreasonable.
"Yinyin, you..." Gu Tingyuan wanted to say, I didn't mean it, I didn't doubt you. But she had already said it was broken, he thought for a while, and didn't save face anymore. After looking down and thinking for a moment, he walked slowly, walked up to her, and made some mental construction before raising his eyes to look at her and saying, "I didn't talk to anyone."
He sent her back during the day. He wanted to explain, but she covered her ears and yelled. He tried a few times, but couldn't say a complete sentence before he left with anger.
Seeing her emotionally stable at this moment, no matter whether she is holding back her energy or not, at least she is willing to listen to him at the moment, so she explained: "She asked me if her brother is not going home recently, what's the matter? . I shook my head and was about to leave. I didn't say a word to her."
Shaoyin was stunned!
"This woman is very good at training men!" Huihui was also stunned.
Putting it in a place like ancient courtesy, if someone talks to you, even a stranger, if you don’t respond, it’s very impolite and detracts from the gentleman’s demeanor. Besides, is that the younger sister of the classmate?
He wasn't a dumb, he just shook his head and didn't talk to people. He really got home!
"I didn't lie to you. I did what I promised you." Gu Tingyuan squeezed his palms, one of them was holding a paper bag, and there was a sound of wrinkling. He seemed to be reminded, and handed her the paper bag, "I bought two buns, one for An'er and one for you."
It was the same as usual, every time she got angry, he would bring back some delicious food from the county. One for her and one for the son. As for himself? There is no such thing.
"What do you want to eat? I'll do it." When she took it, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to cook.
Shaoyin held the paper bag in her palm, feeling the temperature coming from the steamed bun, looking at his back and said: "I have stewed winter melon." After a pause, "No poison."
Gu Tingyuan stopped in his footsteps.
"There is no money at home, I want to buy arsenic, but I can't afford it." Shaoyin added.
The man's figure was obviously loose.
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