Chapter 1518
Back home, the aunt eagerly told her daughter the news.

She knew that the memory loss of her son-in-law was not only a knot in her heart, but also a knot in her daughter's heart.

The reason why she misunderstood what was going on between the girl and her son-in-law was also because of the restlessness in the girl's heart, which made her think wildly.

If the girl hadn't been thinking wildly, she would have already drank the magic medicine by now, and she might have been pregnant with a child.

The woman was stunned for a long time, unable to recover for a long time.

That day, what the two of them said in private, were these really the words?
Did the woman really tell her husband not to think about the past?

But indistinctly, the woman was a little skeptical, not completely convinced.

Unlike her mother, she believed in everything.

She vaguely felt that her husband didn't seem to be telling the truth.

Seeing that her mother was so happy, she could only purse her lips, pretending to be happy, pretending to be relieved to let go of her worries.

The aunt opened the portrait in her hand and said to her daughter, "Look, does it look like it?"

The woman's eyes fell on the portrait.

I have to say that although the old scholar did not pass the exam, the painter is indeed very good.

The eyes of the woman in the painting are bright and lively, and the way she smiles is soft and sweet. Just one look will make people happy.

The woman couldn't help reaching out and gently touching the person's face.

The woman murmured: "Not as good-looking as she is, but she is still so good-looking..."

Some people are so natural, even if they don't have lip beads, even if they are dressed plainly, they are still so good-looking.

The person in the painting is wearing the clothes of a very common farm girl. It may be that the old scholar is not good at drawing clothes, and he did not draw the good dress of the woman, or the old lady can’t describe the good material. As for the woman in this painting, she has a beautiful face, but her clothes are very ordinary.

"Girl, don't touch it, don't dirty the painting!"

There was a slight pain in the back of the hand, and the woman realized that she had been hit by her mother on the back of the hand.

Seeing how her mother cherished the paintings, the woman's eyes darkened.

A good-looking person, even a portrait, can make people feel so distressed and like it.

She looked down at her rough hands, which were used to doing farming, and her heart felt a little stuffy.

She doesn't want to compare with the woman in this portrait, but she can't help but want to compare, so she feels jealous.

Such pretty eyes, such a pretty nose, such a pretty face, such a pretty figure...

Everywhere is incomparable to oneself.

The aunt put away the painting, only then did she realize that something was wrong with her daughter, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

The aunt doesn't know when, her eldest daughter has become like this, with a straight face all day long, as if everyone owes her, depressed, and looks sad.

The woman pulled the corner of her mouth reluctantly: "It's okay."

The aunt was even more worried when she saw that she was not smiling.

"Girl, tell your mother what you have in the future, don't keep it in your heart! This time..."

Thinking of the things in the gourd being dumped by her daughter, the aunt felt regretful in her heart.

If she knew about the gourd, no matter what, she wouldn't let her daughter pour it down.

The woman had already heard what the aunt was going to say, so she quickly interrupted and said, "Mother, there is still chicken stewing on my stove, I'll go and have a look."

The aunt wanted to chase after her, but she saw her daughter shut the door of the stove.

If there is anything else I don't understand, my daughter is not happy, and she doesn't want to listen to this old woman nagging.

The aunt let out a long sigh, feeling sad in her heart!
(End of this chapter)

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