The reborn wife is about to turn over

Chapter 67 Baby, go home

It took a lot of talking to persuade the driver who was going to take her. This time, she didn't want anyone to bother her.

Walking alone on the winding mountain road, the morning fog is misty in front of me, and all the high and low hills are trapped in it.Yijia Villa is located on the hillside, surrounded by mist and exquisite buildings, half hidden and half visible, it really feels like looking at flowers in the fog.

Everyone in the world knows that the Yi family is rich and powerful, and they all know the blessings of the young lady's three-life cultivation; Ning Cuo Cuo's heart is full of tears, if this identity can be bought and sold, she would rather sell it with all her upside down.

It's just that everyone in the world has a way to choose, but she doesn't have half of it.

After 10 minutes, I finally caught up with the bus to the destination as I wished.

The place where the line of sight can see began to become clear, the sky gradually brightened, and the morning light struggled to penetrate the white mist to illuminate all living beings.

But her world has long lost sunshine.

The fog has cleared and the car has arrived.

Baiyun Mountain is a famous tourist attraction in the city, with an altitude of nearly [-] meters and beautiful scenery. There are people who go up the mountain to worship Buddha with incense candles in the early morning, and people who wear shorts and shorts for morning exercises in winter. She has no leisure time to enjoy the scenery , I bought a bottle of pure water from a small vendor on the side of the road, looked up at the top of the mountain, and the faintly visible silhouette seemed to tower above the clouds.

Just one glance will make people feel worshipful.

A tourist bus came to attract customers, and it only cost 50 yuan to go up the mountain in such a tourist bus. She smiled and shook her head to decline.

It is said that sincerity leads to spirit, she only hopes that this trip will let her find a result of liberation.

Dizziness, weak legs.

The mountain road with an altitude of nearly [-] meters is really a difficult challenge for Ning Cuo Co, who lacks exercise.It was only halfway up the mountain, and she already felt that the air in her chest was becoming less and less able to catch up. She was panting heavily with her knees propped up, and the acid water in her stomach was rising up one by one.

Unable to stop, he leaned against the wall and vomited in the dark.

Sitting weakly on the bench by the side of the road, rubbing his stomach lightly with his small hands, what should I do?

After two hours of step-by-step, she finally stood upright in front of the five-meter-tall Avalokitesvara statue.

Light the three pillars of green incense, and Ning Cuo Cuo bows piously, can you really give me an answer?

If you are really as effective as the world says, why didn't you see my suffering?Now I don't want to ask for anything, and today I have nothing to love, but, this sudden accident, can you tell me what choice I should make?
People, if they know how to forget sadness, will they be happier?
And I have lived in sorrow, how to forget?

She kept the fare and put all the rest of the cash into the box for donating sesame oil. She sat in a stone pavilion on the cliff with her arms propped up. The birds were chirping in her ears, as if mocking her bewildered soul.

Everywhere the leaves have fallen, only Baiyun Mountain is still lush green hills and green trees.

An old man with the appearance of a monk walked towards her, with six neat scabies on his head, a blue-gray Buddhist robe, and a long half-white beard on his chin. He was gently twisting a string of black Buddhist beads in his hand. The ball is shiny and round, and there are words in the mouth.

If it was in the city, Ning Cuo Cuo would think that this [-]% liar came from somewhere, but in this solemn and solemn place, the monk's face is like a Buddha, which makes people feel awe from the bottom of their hearts.

The monk walked closer and didn't look at her, but squatted down and picked a small blue thorn fruit from the cracks in the gravel at her feet, then stood up and looked down the mountains, saying: "Almighty, you Look, this humble plant, although it is buried deep in the rocks, is always looking for opportunities to liberate the trapped self with the power of the tiny sunlight. No matter how strong the rock is, it will split in two. Half, there are joys and sorrows in life, there are joys and sorrows, this is the law of nature; just like everything born in nature is a gift to the world, joy and sorrow are only because of the cycle of cause and effect.”

The monk turned around and left after he finished speaking. He didn't look at her directly from the beginning to the end, but Ning Cuo Cuo understood what he said.

Did he tell her that the child was a gift from heaven?Tell her she can be stronger than that little thornberry?Tell her there will be light one day?
It's just why, all she can see is the dim setting sun and the lonely dark green behind her.

Ning Cuocuo lay on the stone table and wailed loudly. At the end of her crying, she didn't know why she was crying?

Cry for your lost love?Sad life?Or cruel fate?An indescribable dull pain slowly entangled her heart like a poisonous snake, entwined tighter and tighter, until finally it pierced her with its deep fangs bit by bit That broken heart.

When Yi Nanchen found her, the woman was already tired from crying and fell asleep on her stomach like that. Jiu Sheng wanted to wake Ning Cuo Cuo up, but Yi Nanchen stopped him, gently picked her up, and took the car up and down the mountain. .

After returning from Baiyun Mountain, Ning Cuo missed his life as a national treasure panda.

Yi Nanchen didn't ask her what she did and asked for in Baiyun Mountain?Only a few more people were added to the villa, nutritionists, pastry chefs, Chinese and Western food chefs, anyway, almost all the masters who can make her healthy were invited to the villa.

The day after he took office, he has developed even faster, and his work has become busier; when he is free, he will wonder if he has the potential to be a cheap man, and the cold face of the woman at home makes him feel uncomfortable, but he still wants to go back. Home.

Of course, the outside world is still exciting. How can this vigorous figure in Nandu be willing to be lonely, and there will always be some scandals that people talk about every now and then.

The news that Ning Cuocuo was injured by Young Master Yi and was admitted to the hospital was photographed by some paparazzi, or revealed by an insider, and he couldn't help but leave soon, and it spread all over Nandu, a city with rich information, within a short time.

Yi Nanchen was furious, and with a wave of his hand, a large number of media suffered disaster.

Although her tragic situation only appeared in the media for a short time like a short-lived epiphyllum, she finally found out the news by accident.

But this careless woman just glanced at it and put it aside, she still indifferently strictly enforced the nutrition during pregnancy every day accompanied by a nutrition teacher, went for a walk in the garden, studied pastries with the new pastry chef, and studied prenatal education courses and baby care Knowledge……

(End of this chapter)