Hot wife lives in the field

Zhou Cuihua looked at the person in front of her, her pupils dilated gradually, and her body trembled violently.

She wanted to tell herself that everything in front of her was an illusion. She blinked desperately, but no matter how many times she blinked, the cold face of the people in front of her did not disappear.

She finally recognized a reality.

Yuandabao is not dead.

"How can you be alive?" She murmured, her eyes still unbelievable.

"Second aunt really wants me to die?" Yuan Yinzhen's eyes were cold.

Yuan Yiguang looked at the people in front of him, but he couldn't react. But the man in front of him was yuan Dabao. No doubt, his appearance was the same as before, which was a little longer than when he left home.

"I, I --" Zhou Cuihua looked at the person in front of me. I didn't say a reason for that for a long time.

Before Yuan Dabao became a soldier, Zhou Cuihua was afraid of his nephew. What's more, today, he is an iron man who has been tempered by life and death on the battlefield. How can Zhou Cuihua, an ignorant woman, be able to handle him?

Zhou Cuihua felt invisible, like having two hands pressing her shoulders. After a long time, she couldn't support herself and her legs trembled.

"How are you?"

"I didn't mean that." Zhou Cuihua slowly lowered her head and did not dare to look at the person in front of her.

"The second aunt doesn't have the best meaning."

There was a plop.

It turned out that Zhou cuihuaheng couldn't bear the pressure and directly fell to the ground. No one around her laughed at her because they were afraid of the people in front of her.

Zhou Cuihua was stunned for a moment, then he felt humiliated and quickly got up from the ground.

"Dabao, I didn't expect you to live." Yuan also said widely.

Yuan Yinzhen's eyes swept from him, and did not care, but fell on Jiang's body, low call: "milk." The tone was cold.

Jiang's eyes have been moist, and repeatedly murmured: "just come back, just come back."

She is old, and what she most hopes for now is the safety of her descendants.

Yuan Yinzhen thought about it and said, "he's my son. He's my son. He was born for me." When he said this, there was a little more softness in his voice.

"Good, good." Three "good" words in a row are enough to show Jiang's happiness.

When Zhou Cuihua heard this, she didn't believe it.

"If this child really belongs to you, it means that you came back five years ago. Why don't you go home?"

Cold eyes suddenly shot at her, scared her to shiver again.

"Second aunt, how do you know that I didn't go home?"

"Mr. Zhou, shut up. He was so similar to Dabao when he was a child. How could he not be Dabao's child?"

Jiang and Yuan Yinzhen's words sounded at the same time.

Zhou Cuihua was stunned for a moment. She subconsciously looked at the child. Then she noticed the child's appearance. It's not like Jiang's saying that he and Yuan Dabao were like 70% or 80% when he was a child?

Zhou Cuihua's face turned white. Knowing that the situation was wrong, she murmured: "it's Dabao's son. It's Dabao's son." She said, more confident: "I'm not doing this for the good of the yuan family? I didn't know that Dabao was still alive. Suddenly, Mingzhu came back with a child. I wonder, isn't it normal? "

"So, do I have to thank my second aunt?"

Zhou Cuihua frowned and always felt that there was something in Yuan Yinzhen's words.

"Auntie, now you admit that xiaocaibao is my son, right?"

Zhou Cuihua looks at him and doesn't know what he wants to do?

"Second aunt, do you remember what she said before I came in?"

Zhou Cuihua's face turned white.

"If there is such a strange thing in this world, I'll cut off my head and sit on it for you!" At that time, she said so.

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