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

Chapter 202 The Lonely Night
It was evening at this time, and the young master of the Zhao family didn't stay any longer, and reluctantly left Yang's house.

Yang Qinghe also went back to her own place, and refused to enter her home, which caused her aunt to scold her: "The bitch snatched away the daughter I raised. You are really capable. There is no bitch like you in the world."

Maybe this time, Zhong Yuniang couldn't bear to scold Zhong Yuniang, so she came to retaliate: "You say I'm a slut, but some people are even more hateful. You are just trying to occupy the family property when you swear, but it's a pity that I bought it with every needle and thread. You can't keep it, so don't afford it!

When did you treat Qing He as your own daughter? It's not that you don't know the reason why she came to me now. "

After she finished speaking, she went back into the house and continued to work on embroidery. Only the eldest aunt was left speechless, and the grandma just shook the door frame to get angry. These words also hit the apex of their hearts.

Yuniang's food delivery is almost here, but Zhou Yi went out and said, "You guys eat first tonight! I have something to do and I won't stay any longer. I may not come back to sleep tonight."

Yuniang didn't ask why. As soon as he left the courtyard, Yang Qingping chased after him and asked, "Where are you going at this late hour? I won't let you go." She said so resolutely.

He shook off Yang Qingping, and left without saying a word, leaving only a cold back.

Yang Qingping felt flustered, and it took a long time before she went back to the house, and the food delivery person also came, and eating tonight was as difficult for her to swallow as bitter medicine.

Zhou Yi left the small town and went to the county seat, where he got a horse.

He came to the land of Yang Qinghe, and they saw that the family was entertaining them repeatedly, talking and laughing in the hall, only Zhou Yi was silent.

After a meal here, I hurried back to Xiayao Town. When I went out, Yang Qinghe was very concerned: "It's getting late, so be careful when you go back, my sister is still waiting for you!"

Talking about my sister, he struggled emotionally before saying: "Okay, I understand, you should be more careful here."

After saying goodbye, he got on his horse and hurried to Xiayao Town. Yang Qinghe was also busy with his own affairs.

Yang Qingping at home was about to go to bed too, alone and alone, she said to her daughter, "Why don't you sleep with me tonight!"

Before the daughter could speak, the mother-in-law hugged her and said, "Stay with me while you are here and teach her embroidery skills. You can't expect to be a good embroiderer. It would be best if she stayed. You go to sleep!"

Yang Qingping had no choice but to go upstairs with heavy steps, and Yuniang also wanted to retire and pass on a good craft to the new generation, her granddaughter would be the best.

Yang Qingping went into the room to tidy up the mess, lying on the bed tossing and turning unable to fall asleep, but sweet words came from the opposite sister's room.

Zhang Huanping was listening to his wife's unborn child, and said gratefully: "Thanks to you for taking care of my mother and raising good children all these years, madam, you have really worked hard for me."

This made Yang Qinglian feel embarrassed, "My husband, what are you talking about? This is what a wife should do. No matter how good I take care of my mother, it's a pity that she can't open her eyes to see you and your two children."

Speaking of Zhang Huanping's heart, she didn't even see it with her own eyes when she got married and became a county magistrate, so she couldn't help feeling sore.

The husband and wife comforted each other and rested separately.

Young Master Zhao couldn't sleep tonight, he sat on the roof drinking alone, looking at the moonlight as big as his eyebrows, thinking about the good old days.

Zhou Yi also rushed to Xiayao Town and did not go home. He perched on a big tree on the ancient road and looked at the moon from the leaves. He also had something on his mind.

Yang Qingping couldn't sleep here. She opened the window and looked outside, and the yard was lonely. Occasionally, a gust of wind would blow, and the leaves would rustle softly. If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of leaves falling to the ground.

In the middle of the night, the trees fell asleep, except for the chirping of insects. The three of them couldn't fall asleep at the same time, and each was meditating.

(End of this chapter)