Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

The smile on Yu Jingyan's face froze for a moment, and then he smiled again, "What's the rush? Don't be afraid of being late for a good meal."

The interest in chatting before suddenly disappeared, and I hung up the phone after chatting for a few words.

The little guy was very chatty, "baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"" in baby language that only he could understand.

"Little thing, who do you think you're talking about? Your father can't beat a fart with three sticks. If you catch someone, you'll just chat and it won't be over." Yu Jingyan pulled the little guy's little one. The hand shook slightly.

The little guy's fingers are pink and tender, as if they are buds that have just sprouted in spring. People have to be careful when touching them.

The little guy grinned and responded with a "baaaaah".

The serious and cute look on his face made Yu Jingyan, a steely man, feel cute.

"Brother and sister, let me discuss this with you!" Yu Jingyan raised his eyes and looked at Shen Zhihuan, who was bending down to clean up the house not far away, with a hint of flattery in his voice.

"It's too young, you can't coax him at night." Shen Zhihuan didn't even raise his head.

After a pause, she added: "I really want a child. Find a partner quickly and have one by yourself. You can play with it as you want. How great it would be."

"Did you come out to play after giving birth?" Yu Jingyan was speechless.

"That's not entirely true. When you grow up, you can still help us work and provide for us in our old age. One child can do multiple things without wasting anything." The corners of Shen Zhihuan's mouth couldn't help but rise.

"My dear, did you hear that? Your mother gave birth to you just to enslave you." Yu Jingyan lowered his head to tease the little guy.

The little guy grinned and responded "baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa".

That cute little look made Yu Jingyan's hands itch.

I really want to touch...

But when he thought of Su Ziyu's warning, the itching on his fingertips disappeared instantly.

"What do you mean by enslaving him? I raise him when he is young, and he raises me when I am old. Isn't this a matter of course? If he doesn't support me in my old age, why should I give birth to him? I might as well lay an egg, which can be boiled and marinated. "Shen Zhihuan sighed lightly.

"Can eggs still be marinated?" Yu Jingyan blinked his peach blossom eyes.

Shen Zhihuan: "..."

Are they talking about braised eggs?
After a pause, he added: "Are the eggs marinated peeled or in the shell? Can the flavor be marinated if they are in the shell?"

"Crack the eggshell a little before cooking. It will taste better when cooked. If you like spicy food, you can also put a few dried chili peppers in it when cooking." Sun Sijun, who was sitting on the double sofa cleaning diapers, raised his head. Come.

"Grandma Sun, do you know how to marinade?" Yu Jingyan's eyes lit up.

"Yes! I'm the best at this. I happen to have a lot of eggs at home. I'll braise some. You can bring some back to your grandpa to try later." Sun Sijun put the folded diapers into the baby's room and hurried back. .

Mr. Zhao took a sip of tea and smiled at his wife who said that wind is like rain. It was not until Sun Sijun's back disappeared at the entrance of the courtyard that he turned to look at Yu Jingyan, who was lowering his head and teasing the little one.

His lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

"Bang!" The sound of an iron box falling to the ground came.

The two people in the living room subconsciously turned their heads and looked into the room.

"Brother and sister, are you okay?" Yu Jingyan asked.

"It's okay, the biscuit box fell down." Shen Zhihuan bent down to pick up the box and was about to put it back when she suddenly felt something was wrong. After finishing the biscuits, she immediately threw the box away so that it wouldn't take up space and collect dust.

She weighed the box and it felt empty.

After shaking it, there was a noise, indicating that there was something inside.

She didn't know why, but she subconsciously disliked this box.

It's like what you're holding in your hand is not a cookie box, but a Pandora's box.

She hesitated for a long time, then unscrewed the lid of the cookie box.

Passbook, letter...

Shen Zhihuan didn't look at the bankbook, but picked up the letter first.

Shen Zhihuan opened the ceremony in person.

It's Su Ziyu's name.

Shen Zhihuan felt a little panicked for no reason.

She placed the cookie box on the low cabinet next to her and pulled out the letter paper inside.

Not much, just one piece of paper, which was the letterhead she used to write manuscripts on weekdays. Daughter-in-law, a letter is as good as your face.

When you read this letter...

Five hundred words.

After reading ten lines at a glance, Shen Zhihuan laughed angrily.

This mission requires her to marry another woman. She won't be back for a short time, so she needs to find another one...

The son is left to his parents, brother and sister-in-law, who will take good care of her, so don’t worry about her...

Give her the money and give the baby to the Su family without delaying her remarriage...

Picking up the bankbook and looking at it again, the smile on Shen Zhihuan's face became even brighter.

I thought he was just a poor soldier, but I didn't expect him to be a big shot.

Good!

Shen Zhihuan threw the bankbook at the resort and stopped cleaning the house.

Open the closet and prepare to pack your luggage...

The son was conceived and born by her, why should she give it to the Su family? !

As for the money, it should be regarded as the "inheritance" he left to her and his son.

You are a scumbag, but Qian is not scumbag, so why should she have trouble with Qian?

With all this money, what kind of eight-pack abs can she not find? !

But the moment her hands touched the clothes, tears fell from her eyes...

She curled up beside the bed, her body shaking uncontrollably, tears wet her cheeks, and tears fell silently one after another. She seemed to be trying to control herself, but the sadness seemed to have overwhelmed her. The whole person is enveloped, and there is no way to get rid of it.

Su Ziyu, you bastard...

You must come back alive! !
Come back and see how I deal with you! !

She raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, closed the closet door, put the letter and passbook back into the cookie box, and put the cookie box back into place.

Not sure what he thought of, Shen Zhihuan took out his bankbook again.

She is really curious...

I'm curious what the dog man's expression was when he found out that the letter was there but the bankbook was gone.
Panic, regret, chagrin...

Give yourself a few more big ear scrapers.

Gee!

Just thinking about it makes me feel happy!
Shen Zhihuan picked up the dropped rag and started working again.

In the living room, an old man and a young man were still teasing the little guy.

The little guy responded "baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa".

Not sure whether he was shy or afraid, Zhang Xiaoming always shrank at the door of the living room and did not dare to enter the house.

Seeing that he kept staring at the little guy, Mr. Zhao waved to him.

Zhang Xiaoming held his clothes and was silent for a while, then moved over step by step.

Mr. Zhao didn't rush him, he just smiled and looked at it.

When he arrived, Mr. Zhao grabbed a handful of toffee from the candy box on the coffee table and stuffed it into his pocket.

Zhang Xiaoming stood cautiously, and after a long time he said, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Mr. Zhao smiled and rubbed his head.

Seeing that he kept secretly glancing at the babbling little guy in Jing Yan's arms, Mr. Zhao smiled.

"You like little brother?"

Zhang Xiaoming nodded hurriedly.

"He's still too young. When he gets older and can run around like you, he can play with you." Mr. Zhao said softly. (End of chapter)