The Marriage Favorite of the Age: The female partner in the control group was doted on by a rough ma

Chapter 31 The gift she gave is so delicious
  Wen Wu's mood was a little complicated. She used all possible means to get him and then forced him to marry her. This incident was always a thorn in his heart. Whenever he thought about it, he still felt conflicted deep in his heart.

"I'm leaving." He said calmly.

An Haitang accompanied him out of the teaching building and asked him to wait while she went to the dormitory to get something.

Wen Wu stood downstairs waiting, and An Haitang came downstairs after a while, carrying several jars with vegetables and a small package.

She asked Wenwu to hold the jar, then opened the package and took out a pair of newly knitted wool gloves and a wool scarf. She knitted this in front of Little Camellia every night in the dormitory, just to show her affection and make her die.

"Wear it when you drive." She put the scarf around his neck and asked him to put on gloves.

"You have to study, how can you have time to do this?" Wen Wu was stunned.

"It's not like I didn't learn well," An Haitang smiled brightly and returned the military coat to him, "Go back quickly and pay attention to safety."

"Okay." He gave a rare smile.

An Haitang joked: "It turns out that Bingshan can also laugh!"

He didn't say anything, turned around and left. An Haitang watched him leave the school gate, get into the truck, waved to him, and then returned to the teaching building.

Wenwu sat in the car and straightened the scarf she gave her. There was a very good fragrance on the scarf, which must have come from her hands when weaving it.

After starting the car, his cold eyes became a little softer.

The sun is shining brightly today, and my once-desperate life has taken an inexplicable turn, and there seems to be a new direction.

When Wen Wu returned home, Li Xiumei saw his scarf and gloves for the first time. She came over and asked, "Who knitted these?"

"I bought it." Wen Wu replied.

"You lied to me. How can the workmanship of the one I bought come from this?"

Wen Wu smiled, took the bottles and cans out of the car, handed them to Li Xiumei, and said, "I went to see her at school and she knitted them."

"Oh, not bad! No wonder you look a little happy today. It turns out that your wife gave you a gift." Li Xiumei joked.

The mother and son entered the house, and Wenwu talked to his mother about An Xiaocha and An Haitang.

Li Xiumei was unhappy, she lowered her face and said, "An Xiaocha was so mean to Haitang. She almost got Haitang expelled from the school for cheating. After that, she still cried in front of you and pretended to be pitiful. She also wanted to defraud you of your money. You can't be unprincipled. The earth is soft-hearted, if Haitang doesn’t make trouble, I will have to make trouble with you!”

Wenwu nodded: "I know."

Li Xiumei said: "Wenwu, Haitang is still very determined to change, and she has proved it with her actions. You can't keep holding on to her past. Mom knows what you are thinking, and you can't hide it from me."

Wenwu was silent for a moment, put on his construction site clothes, and went to the back of the house.

He brought back a load of sand and gravel and bought ceramic tiles to build a separate toilet behind the house. Calculating the time, An Haitang will return from school in half a month. By then, she won't have to go to the smelly pig pen to use the toilet or take a bath.

The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, another week came.

An Haitang unexpectedly received a letter in the communication room, which made her very happy. This was the first time in her life that she received a letter with a stamp on it. The postman came into school on his bicycle and took it out of the big green bag!

Cars and horses used to be slow, it really had that artistic conception!

The letter was written by Wen Wu, telling her that this week he had delivered goods to a factory in a neighboring city, but because the old road was under repair, he took another road that did not pass through the county town, so he did not come to the school to see her.

"Both the children and mother are fine. Don't worry. The exam will be taken soon. You should study hard. It doesn't matter whether you can get the certificate or not, but you must not go through the wrong path."

He didn't write many words, and he didn't say anything disgusting, but An Haitang looked particularly happy. She put the letter back into the envelope and put it away carefully. This is a real treasure. Once you leave this script, these will be eternal memories.

There was a back and forth, so she quickly took out a pen and paper and wrote a reply to Wen Wu.

"Wen Wu, I'm glad to receive your letter. I'm relieved that everything is well at home. You must pay attention to safety when you run a long distance, and you must have a good rest and don't be too tired. I will take the exam seriously and will not take the wrong way. You don't have to worry. ."

There are not many words, and there is no nausea. An Haitang read it several times and was very satisfied.

She walked along the street and passed by a pastry shop. She bought half a catty of old cakes and asked the boss how to get to the post office.

"Turn left 100 meters ahead."

"Thank you."

An Haitang continued to walk forward, and there was a clinic around the corner. When she passed by, screams and crying suddenly came from the clinic.

She looked inside and saw An Xiaocha being slapped by a patient, covering her face and crying, and stepped aside.

This injustice!

An Haitang frowned and went in. The patient pressed a cotton swab on the back of his hand and scolded An Xiaocha with spittle: "How do you get an injection? Are you as stupid as you? I couldn't hit the blood vessel after poking for a long time!"

The proprietress came out of the consulting room, glared at An Xiaocha angrily, and apologized while injecting the patient.

When An Xiaocha saw An Haitang, she gritted her teeth with tears in her eyes, lowered her head and said nothing.

"Go pack your things and leave. After studying for a week, you can't even give an injection. Stop taking up space here!" The landlady yelled at An Xiaocha.

An Xiaocha ran to the attic angrily. After a while, he packed his boxes and went downstairs. An Haitang looked at her clothes and the boxes in her hands had been replaced with new ones. This outfit looked quite fashionable.

When they came out of the clinic together, An Xiaocha wiped her tears and said angrily: "Did I let you see a joke again?"

An Haitang tilted his head and smiled: "If you say that, then I really laughed. If you don't work hard, you won't be able to stand anywhere!"

An Xiaocha gritted her teeth and said with a sneer: "Really? It's okay if I can't stand. People who care about me will give me half of the hard-earned money from driving. Don't you think it's annoying?"

"Haha, that was quite irritating. Fortunately, I blew my mind in time and told him that being soft-hearted is a disease and must be cured, so he tightened his grip on his money bag and was not deceived by some green tea." An Haitang She replied funny that this idiot was really good at stirring up trouble. Wenwu didn't give her any money at all. She had the nerve to say that Wenwu gave her half of the money he earned.

An Xiaocha rolled her eyes in anger: "Whether he listens to you or mine is unknown. Who has the last laugh is still uncertain!"

"I only know that only those who rely on themselves will have the last laugh." An Haitang smiled and patted her shoulder.

An Xiaocha snorted, pulled the suitcase and left.

An Haitang shook his head and sighed. She walked quickly to the post office, bought stamps, affixed them to the envelope, and sealed the envelope with glue.

There was a large mailbox at the door of the post office. For the first time in her life, she stuffed a handwritten letter through the gap in the mailbox.

As she walked back, she felt her stomach move.

ah! Fetal movement!

She stood in surprise and put her hands on her belly. Soon, her belly moved again.

ah! The child can move!
  (End of this chapter)