Fat lady's rebirth: The mountain Lihan takes the trick

Chapter 178 Who threw the book
They put the cloth back on. This is the glory of the original owner. Yang Qingping didn't intend to take over, so she let the door stay quietly.

As for why her own portrait appeared, she didn't pay much attention to it. The fairy elder must have some kind of connection, perhaps somewhere in the dark.

Seeing that she was hurt, her mother asked again, "How did you do this?"

Yang Qingping was very aggrieved, and said in a whining voice, "It's not because of your big tonic soup."

My mother was puzzled and asked: "I prepared this great tonic soup carefully, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Yang Qingping called it truthfully: "There is nothing wrong with it, but by accident, he was given to drink and got angry in the middle of the night. I went to fetch water, but it took my life to save him."

The mother's plan failed, she was dejected, and sighed, no wonder she found all kinds of things for her last night, and she didn't understand why her daughter was like this.

Seeing her mother's loss, Yang Qingping tried to comfort her, "Mother, don't worry about my affairs, I will live my life well, it won't be like before."

The mother suppressed her tears and turned to leave. She just wanted her daughter to have another baby, but her daughter's actions broke her mother's heart.

Xiao Yali stayed and visited her mother's bedroom, which was more majestic than theirs, and had a fragrance.

I also experienced the feeling of lying in my mother's boudoir, which was more comfortable than theirs. I was reluctant to get up, pulled up the quilt and got in to sleep with Yang Qinghe.

Only the two of them were sticking each other like a log, Yang Qingping apologized in shame: "I didn't expect that big tonic soup would be... but there is a fishy smell that is difficult to drink, so I let you drink it as a last resort."

Zhou Yi approached her and said, "It's okay, let's go and see your injury!"

Yang Qingping shook her head, "I can still take this kind of injury, but I'm afraid to see what medicine the doctor prescribes." She has been taking that medicine but it's unpalatable, and she is afraid of medicine.

"I won't force you if you don't go, and you'll be angry again if you say more." The husband and wife held hands tightly together, and then hugged each other again.

The body temperature between each other flows into each other's heart through their respective bodies.

The mother was outside listening to the wall, the two children were quiet, opened the door and entered, handed them a bottle of medicinal wine, and then passed her out again.

Yang Qingping insisted on refusing to take the medicine, so she was tied up and forced to take the medicine.

But she was uncomfortable with the smell of alcohol, and her mouth kept chattering.Zhou Yi let her scold and beat her chest, as long as his wife was happy.

Yang Qingping was tired of chattering, looking at the bookshelf, there was a full load of books!
Deliberately compose a book to read, these are books that record all kinds of flowers and plants.

This is a joint painting by the original owner and Zhang Huanping. The man named it, the woman drew a picture, and also drew a Tibetan acrostic poem.

It can be seen how deep their love is, getting along with each other lovingly, loving each other, holding each other's eyebrows together, they are inseparable, how can the affection between the two be described by mere words!
I only hate that the ruthless man abandoned the infatuated man in the end, and let Yang Qingping suffer in the ruthless, living like years.

She was shedding sad tears for the original owner, and Zhou Yi wiped her tears away with both hands, and at this moment he also burst into tears.

"Can't you forget the past?"

Yang Qingping fell into his chest and cried bitterly. She also met a heartless man in her previous life, and she fell in love with the scene.

Yang Qinghe woke up, kicked off the quilt on both feet, got out of bed and yawned, "It's so noisy, didn't you say that you will never read those books again?"

As she said that, she pushed down the whole shelf of books, picked up a few books and tore them up, "This thing is harmful, it should have been dealt with long ago."

She rummaged through it again, and handed a book to Yang Qingping, "This is what my aunt prepared for you, and I tore up the rest."

Yang Qingping looked at the picture of a lady on the cover, opened it to see what it was, it was disgusting.

Quickly go to open the window and throw it away.

She didn't want to let the disgusting things fall into the house, Yang Qinghe saw it and said: "When my aunt finds out, I will scold you to death, this is for you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Qingping said, "I don't want such a disgusting book, it's not suitable for children."

Yang Qinghe said disapprovingly: "Hehe...disgusting, how many times have I watched it, is it disgusting even after you are married?"

Yang Qingping couldn't accept it, how could Yang Qinghe read this kind of book!
He opened his mouth to reprimand, but shouted from below: "Who littered the books!"

After asking a few times, but no one answered, Yu Niang came out of the house and saw him holding a book in his hand to find the Lord. She went to snatch it and read it. It was prepared for her daughter.

I left home on the day of the wedding, and that day was too hasty.

It turned out that Zhang Huanping's forehead was hit by the corner of the throwing book, and the skin was torn. It was only because of his bad luck.

Yu Niang glanced at him and went upstairs with the book.

It seems that I can't leave it to my daughter. It happened that Yang Qingping sorted out those books and handed them to Zhou Yi while she wasn't paying attention.

As soon as he asked, his mother-in-law shook her head, pointed at Yang Qingping, and demonstrated with her hands, without letting her know.

He nodded, his mother-in-law went out, he sat down with a book in his arms, and opened it to read.

There is a hidden hole in it, and I am seriously appreciating the book!
Laughing out loud from time to time, Yang Qinghe heard, "What are you laughing at, silly."

He hid the book behind him, fearing that it would be snatched away, so he only smiled at them.

Yang Qingping and Yang Qinghe continued to sort out the waste books, and he took them out to read again, smiling nonstop.

(End of this chapter)