Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 356 Marriage Registration! (1)
Fu Jingzhi looked at her, wishing he could strangle this woman to death, but because of Jin Mingheng's matter, he had to endure it.He breathed a sigh of relief, and said seriously: "Shen Xiaoyi, it was not an accident that Song Ningjiu had an accident in Yangxin last time. For her safety, she'd better stay by Jin Mingheng's side now, so don't talk nonsense."

The current situation is already chaotic enough. If she knows that the child is gone, they all know that if it's all because of Jin Mingheng, then Song Ningjiu will definitely not be able to stay by Jin Mingheng's side anymore.

Shen Xiaoyi first heard that the car accident was not an accident, and her eyes flickered.Then when he heard his purpose, he suddenly laughed again.

"Fu Jingzhi, what you said is really nice. Since he loves Ningjiu so much, why doesn't he let her stay in Yanjing, insists on bringing the child back and forcing her to marry?" Is Jin Mingheng as great as he said?
Facing such a harsh Shen Xiaoyi, Fu Jingzhi suddenly thought of the two people's problems, and he asked back: "Then you said, if you don't get her back, are you going to watch her with other men?"

The two people who are fighting against each other in the corridor, the former lovers of the two, and the people who are still entangled with each other, are arguing from the standpoint of their own friends, and they don't know if there is really no grievance in these words ?

In fact, Song Ningjiu was not really drunk, but fell asleep through the paralysis of alcohol.When I fell asleep, I didn't feel really at ease, and there were always many shadows in my mind in a daze.

Vaguely, there seemed to be the voices of aunts, sisters, and men, cursing, comforting, some people slapped themselves, some hugged themselves in the bathtub to keep warm, and even the crying of children.

In short, the images and sounds are all messy and tangled together, crowding around in my mind, trying to wake up but unable to wake up.After suffering like this for a whole night, when I opened my eyes again, I saw the dazzling sunlight outside and a splitting headache.

"Are you awake? Wash up quickly and have breakfast." Shen Xiaoyi's voice came through, she looked sideways, and saw her coming over to greet herself wearing an apron and holding a pot in her hand.

Song Ningjiu lifted the blanket on her body, folded it, and walked over.

The dormitory space arranged by the school is very small, and the dining table is in the living room. On the small table covered with a pink floral tablecloth, there are fried dough sticks and steamed buns, which should be bought.Looking at the pot again, it looks like wontons.

"You cooked it?" Song Ningjiu asked suspiciously.

"Young underestimate me, hurry to wash up." Shen Xiaoyi was a little dissatisfied when she met her belittling gaze.

Song Ning smiled for a long time, and went into the bathroom, there were new toiletries on the shelf, Shen Xiaoyi probably prepared them for her, and she suddenly felt warm in her heart.After washing up, he returned to the dining table, tasted the wontons cooked by Shen Xiaoyi, and said to save face: "I really underestimated you."

"That's right, don't think that you are the only one who knows how to cook porridge. You bought me to be worthless in front of my parents." Shen Xiaoyi complained, and still brought her a steamed bun.

"I can only cook porridge." When it comes to cooking, she really can't do it.

"It's enough to know how to cook porridge. You don't know. After you left, my parents have been thinking about it all the time, saying that the taste of your cooking can't be cooked by others, and they always lament that they won't be able to drink it in the future."

"Actually, it's the difference in material selection. I'll call Shen's mother later and just tell her." Song Ningjiu said.

Thinking of how she got along with Shen's parents in the past, which made her feel the warmth of a real family, she was still very grateful.This feeling of being needed and cared for is really good.

"Hey, how do you understand?" Shen Xiaoyi approached her mysteriously and asked.

How do you understand?

Song Ning thought of Mama Yuan unexpectedly for a long time. It seemed that Jin Mingheng asked her to learn it.She still remembered him pulling her two braids and laughing at herself as a village girl.Shaking his head, shaking off the image that suddenly popped into his mind, he turned his head to look at Shen Xiaoyi, still staring at himself eagerly.

"You want to learn?" she asked.

"Of course, I also want to be filial." Shen Xiaoyi replied.

"Well, I'll teach you when I have time." Song Ningjiu readily agreed.

"This is a good sister." Shen Xiaoyi kissed her on the cheek and continued to eat.

Faced with her sudden and strange behavior, Song Ningjiu wiped his face with a tissue, only thinking that she was stimulated, bowed his head and continued to eat.The wonton skin is thin and filled with three delicacies. Although there is no taste in the mouth, it is still chewed slowly and then swallowed.

Shen Xiaoyi ate faster because she was in a hurry to go to class.I left the bowls and chopsticks to her, changed my clothes, and stopped suddenly when I walked to the door, turned to look at Song Ningjiu, and asked, "Are you going out today?"

Song Ningjiu met her gaze and knew what she wanted to ask.She lowered her head, slowly swallowed the food in her mouth, and replied, "Maybe." She didn't think about it, so she didn't know.

"Ningjiu, if you really can't let it go, why don't you try hard?" She drank so much wine yesterday, although she lost her composure after drinking, she looked much better than the depressed look she has now.

Song Ningjiu twitched her lips, pointed to the clock in the living room and said, "Miss Shen, you're going to be late."

Shen Xiaoyi pointed in the direction of the past along the chopsticks, and finally realized that if she didn't go out again, she would really be late.She, who looked like an emotional expert just now, screamed and hurried downstairs.

The smile on Song Ningjiu's lips fell the moment the door was closed, and she looked down at the food in the bowl without any appetite.I didn't want to force myself to eat, so I cleared the table and went to lie down for a while.

At the end of autumn, the weather hadn't turned cold yet, and she curled up on the bed, motionless as if in hibernation.He stared blankly out of the window, actually didn't think about anything, and fell asleep again unconsciously.

This time the dream was clearer. She dreamed that she was sitting in the car, and Shen Xiaoyi beside her was holding her hand, and the two were talking about the caesarean section.Suddenly, the car spun around for a while, and something grazed the back of my hand and hit my stomach hard.

pain!
The world in the dream was dyed blood red, and there was a strong fishy smell in the nostrils.She felt a gust of heat gushing out of her body, wet her pants and back, someone grabbed her hand and said, "Hold on, hold on, Ningjiu, hold on for the sake of the child."

Yes, the child, her child.

She held that hand back with all her strength, and touched her stomach with the other hand.I can't tell where the pain is, it seems to be my stomach, or my hands, or my whole body is aching.

In the chaos of will, she felt like a big hole had been dug in her stomach, and then she was being torn apart. She was in pain, but at the same time felt fear and fear. What was she afraid of?She didn't know, all she knew was that she was trembling with fear.

"Girl, you weigh five catties and six ounces, and your breathing has stopped..." A woman's voice whispered in her ear, as if it came from the distant sky, but the words fell clearly in her ears.

(End of this chapter)