Reborn to return to the God of War husband before his death

The absolute desire to possess was vividly and vividly reflected in the four words that Shen Huarou spit out slowly and gently.

She just wanted people to know that not only this Zhuangzi, this plum forest, but also He Yuanling belonged to Shen Huarou.

After He Yuanling left home, she missed him even more.

She would also think of his usual vulgarity and his bastard who always made her angry.

In the past, she didn't understand what the old man said, and when there is this person, there will be thoughts. Now she deeply understands the meaning of this sentence.

During the eight years of He Yuanling's absence in her previous life, the sum total was not as much as she thought of him in the past six months.

At that time, when she thought of He Yuanling, she seldom missed him, but most of the time she complained about him, and even scolded him in terms of ability.

Now when she thinks of He Yuanling, she misses him every time, misses his kindness, misses his bastard, and even more wants him to come back soon.

Meng Jingyao, who was standing shoulder to shoulder with her, turned her head to look at her. They were about the same height, and she could clearly see the expression on half of Shen Huarou's face just by turning her head slightly.

After seeing it clearly, Meng Jingyao turned around and looked at the two unclear figures down the mountain with a calm expression.

With a voice that only the two of them could hear, she agreed with her absolute, "Don't bully my brother anymore."

In the final analysis, Meng Jingyao's heart was still more towards He Yuanling.

That is the person she has liked since she was a child. She has liked it for more than ten years, and she will like it in the future.

Shen Huarou didn't look at anyone, but responded to her.

"He volunteered."

"Humph!"

Meng Jingyao let out a cold snort, then turned around and beckoned everyone to go down the mountain.

Isn't it just the love between husband and wife, what is it to show off?
That's right, Shen Huarou was just showing off.

Even if she really bullied He Yuanling, he was willing to let her bully her.

Shen Huarou's second and fourth sisters walked at the end, with her two older sisters embracing in the middle.

The way down the mountain is more difficult than going up the mountain, and the stone steps are still wide, so it is not too tiring.

When they arrived at the position where Qian Zhuer and the others were standing, they had long since disappeared.

Seeing them on the sidelines again, they were talking and laughing outside the fence.

At the beginning, He Yuanling said that he would not build a racecourse, but in the end he rejected his proposal.

He can't disregard the feelings of more people just because he thinks it's more fun to run in a wider area, and he's afraid of accidents when there are too many guests.

In the end, I decided on the flat land I saw at first, and half of it was enclosed to feed the wild animals driven down from the mountain, and the other side was used as a place for raising horses and running horses.

Shen Huarou's little white horse was brought here before, and it was bred to be sleek and strong.

The fur looks like fine satin, and the mane and tail are also combed smoothly. The hair on the back of the neck was braided by the breeder, and the tail was tied tightly with red cloth strips.

Looking at it like this, it is more and more delicate and handsome, a bit pretty.

When it saw Shen Huarou, it snorted and pawed its hooves, obviously it recognized Shen Huarou.

When the white horse was at home, Shen Huarou would occasionally feed it, but seldom touched it.

When He Yuanling was at home, she still had the courage to do it, but she didn't dare to go by herself.

Especially when the little white horse grew stronger and stronger, she was even more afraid.

Since it came today, Shen Huarou still planned to develop some relationship with it, so he fed it with fresh fodder.

The white horse grazed on Shen Huarou's hand with its big head, and rubbed its face against her hand after eating.

This scene was seen by Qian Zhu'er, although she tried her best to restrain herself, the sadness in her heart was about to overflow.

"If I knew this horse was so beautiful, I should have urged my brother to practice more. Maybe I would have won."

She was good-looking, even when she was pouting and acting coquettishly, everyone didn't think she was really jealous that Shen Huarou had such a good horse, but thought she was joking to heighten the atmosphere.

Others don't know the details of her brother, but Yang Muqing and the two wives of the Chang family do.

The second wife of the Chang family laughed non-stop, directly breaking her fantasy.

"As far as Brother Qian's three-legged cat moves, practice hard for a few more years to see if you can win me.

If he really wants to compare, he will give Yuan Ling a lottery. "

Then she specially reminded Shen Huarou, "Remember, when they come back and have such a good thing, Brother Qian must not be discouraged. Wouldn't it be better to get an extra prize for nothing?"

Everyone couldn't help laughing, Qian Zhu'er laughed too, laughing and blaming the second wife of the Chang family.

"Second sister-in-law, don't talk too much, when my brother comes back, maybe you won't be his opponent.

Hmph, didn't Brother He lose to Sister Yang? It's not certain who will win in the end. "

Second Madam Chang provoked her, "Then shall we also have a lottery?"

In front of so many people, Qian Zhu'er had no choice but to agree.

After the lottery was set, he was booed, "We are all witnesses, and we will testify together when the time comes."

After laughing, the ladies looked at Yang Muqing with some changes in their eyes. They first looked at Yang Muqing, and then slowly relaxed.

In their cognition, they thought that He Yuanling was the most powerful among them.

No one thought that Yang Muqing was the real one.

Someone who knew Yang Muqing's identity was surprised and relieved, after all, he is the head of a village, how could it be possible without any real kung fu?

Before leaving the racecourse, Shen Huarou patted the horse's head lightly, "I'll see you next time."

The white horse snorted and shook its head again, Shen Huarou thought it was responding to him.

Because of too much activity in the morning, everyone was reluctant to move in the afternoon, so they played leaf cards in the Zhuangzi.

Except for Qian Zhu'er, everyone's interest was quite high.

Shen Huarou pulled her aside and whispered, "Go and rest if you are not feeling well, you are not an outsider, don't stick to these etiquettes.

I asked the kitchen to boil brown sugar water for you, and I will send you some to drink later.

You too, in this case, I can't bear to say anything.

The most important thing for a little girl is to take care of her body, the days to come are still long. "

In the past, Shen Huarou would not be able to say such words, but now it is not the past.

Let alone acting now, even if she is discovered later, she will still do it.

Seeing the moved expression on Qian Zhu'er's face, Shen Huarou thought darkly in her heart that she must be scolding her in her heart right now.

If you scold, just scold, it doesn't hurt or itch.

She even wants to kill her, how can she not stand her scolding?

After repeated persuasion by Shen Huarou and Yang Muqing, Qian Zhuer went back to rest.

Before leaving, she made a uncomfortable look, "I disturbed everyone's interest, everyone had a good time."

"You silly girl, don't say that. No one will blame you when there is no inconvenience. Go and rest. Your body is important."

Shen Huarou smiled dotingly and softly, but what she was thinking in her heart was: Look, who cares about you?