My Wife Is A Village Tyrant

"Ah Qiao, what's the matter?" Gu Qian looked down and saw that her face was dignified and she was still holding her hand. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something? "What do you see?"

Zhang qiaomeng looked up at him, and there was no time to gather up the panic and worry, "it's OK! I'm just worried about your health. You are not in good health, and you have been worrying and tired here. I'm afraid you can't bear it. Let's go! Go and rest. "

Then she took him away, as if to force him to rest.

"From now on, your task is to sleep." Zhang Qiao put Gu Qian on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover him. "If you don't listen to me, I'll turn against you."

Gu Qian watched her busy for himself, listening to her chatter, but his heart was warm. He reached for her and said, "ah Qiao, since you call me Jiu Ye, you should listen to me, right?"

"I call you Jiu Ye. That's a habit. Now is not the past. You are not my master. I don't want to listen to you in everything. " Zhang Qiao drew back her hand and looked serious. "I'm a doctor now. If you're not well, I have the right to control you. Sleep. Stop talking nonsense. "

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? What do I mean? " Zhang Qiao ordered sandalwood to calm the nerves. "I was going to do it again. What I want to do is cherish my family and live the life I want. No matter how it used to be, it's all gone, and I have a chance to come back. Why should I be worried about those things? I'm not stupid! I can't tell what's the point. "

Indeed! She had only wanted to live the life she wanted, and her family would no longer end up like that. Originally, she still hated Gu Heng, but after she knew how she was reborn, she knew that it was not important to hate Gu Heng. Because everything is your own choice, you should be responsible for the consequences.

At that time, it was the opposite force, and it was useless. No wonder the opponent.

Looking at her like this, Gu Qian couldn't help bending his lips and smiling.

It's great that she can figure that out.

Those who cling to the past are the most muddleheaded.

"Good! I have a rest! You go ahead and don't worry about me Gu Qian nodded and closed his eyes to rest.

Zhang Qiao stood in front of the bed and waited for a while before she left.

Since the spread of the plague, Shi Song has also helped the village ancestral hall. He is mainly worried about Gu Qian.

Zhang Qiao went to find him, "I'm going to find Mr. Yuan."

"Good! I'll take care of this. "

"Your master is sleeping. Please come and have a look later."

"All right."

Zhang Qiao went to find Mr. Yuan, "Mr. Yuan, let's take a step to talk."

"Good!" Yuan Fu Zi put down what he was doing and followed her to the corner. They met face to face, with a dignified face.

"Miss Zhang, what can I do for you?"

"Mr. Yuan, I know that you are not only a teacher, but also a person whom the ninth master values very much. Now, Shi Xiu and my elder martial brother are not here, so I can only find you. "

"Go ahead, Miss Zhang."

Zhang Qiao came closer and whispered in his ear.

Mr. Yuan looked more and more dignified. He didn't know whether what Zhang Qiao said was true or false, and it was only a few days later, but it was about Qian's safety, so he had to pay attention to it.

"Miss Zhang, can I ask more questions?"

"Mr. Yuan asked me why I knew this?"

"Miss Zhang really has an exquisite heart."

Zhang Qiao shook her head. "I'm afraid I can't tell you more, but I promise it's absolutely true. We have to guard against it. Besides, just in case, it doesn't hurt you, does it? "

Yuan Fu Zi looked at him quietly and nodded for a long time, "OK! I know that Jiuye has complete trust in Miss Zhang, so I also believe in Miss Zhang. I'll take care of it. "

"I'll trouble Mr. Yuan."

"You're welcome, Miss Zhang! That's what I should do. "

"I'll go back to the village ancestral hall first." Zhang Qiao waves away. What she wants to say has already been said. What to do next is not what she should worry about.

On the way back, Zhang Qiao is still wondering why she suddenly has a premonition about Gu Qian? Before, because Gu Qian was around, her premonition almost failed.

Now what's going on?

Zhang Qiao thinks a lot about it. Finally, she thinks it may be related to her remembering the past related to Gu Qian. It was Gu Qian who sacrificed her heart and blood for half a year before she had the chance of rebirth.

I can't remember what happened to Gu Qian. It may have something to do with that. Now she remembers what it should be. Therefore, the premonition won't fail because of him.

Mr. Yuan's ability to handle affairs is strong, and Zhang Qiao is obviously aware that the defense around the ancestral hall of the village is much stricter. Shi Song should have listened to what Yuan Fu Zi had mentioned and was more cautious than before.

"What did you tell them?" Gu Qian finds Zhang Qiao and pulls her aside.

"I didn't say anything. Will your people listen to me?""Ah Qiao, my attitude to you, they see in the eye, naturally know whether to listen to you." Gu Qian has some helplessness and feels that he is alone in the dark these two days.

The people around him have been with him for quite a long time. Seeing his attitude towards Zhang Qiao, he will naturally trust Zhang Qiao and will not embarrass her.

Zhang Qiao put down the tray and brought out the food. "Come and have a meal. I don't think you have a good appetite these two days. Today I specially made some dishes you like to eat. "

Gu Qian, who can resist her care, sat down in the past, "you also sit, eat with me."

"I ate with my mother in the kitchen just now. You eat. I'll sit with you for a while. Wait a minute, I'll see if the medicine is ready? "

Zhang Qiao served him a bowl of soup, and then sat opposite him, Nunu mouth, "drink it, try how to taste?"

"Well." Gu Qian lowered his head to drink the soup. The soup reached his mouth, then he put it down and looked up at Zhang Qiao. "Ah Qiao, you really have nothing to hide from me?"

"No!"

"You're tired now, and you have to work hard to cook stew for me." Gu Qian said, soup ladle turned a direction, raised to Zhang Qiao mouth, "you drink."

"I don't drink it!"

"Have a drink."

"I've had it." Zhang Qiao averted and waved her hand.

Gu Qian took back his hand, put down the soup bowl, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the vegetables. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Qiao staring at his chopsticks. He picked up the vegetables and sent them to Zhang Qiao again.

"You eat."

"I..."

Without waiting for her to finish, Gu Qian put down his chopsticks and looked at her solemnly, "you are what I taught you. What do you think you want to do, I won't notice at all?"

After poking through that layer of paper, they communicate more naturally than before.

“……” Zhang Qiao looked at him and said nothing.

Gu Qian also said, "do you want to say it by yourself, or do you want me to ask Shi Song and Yan Qian?"