That night, Xu Yinghong slept until dawn, and when she got up, she was full of energy and did not feel sleepy at all.

The complexion was even better than the day before!

Xu Yinghong looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn't believe her eyes, the fine lines on her face had faded, the large macular spots were much lighter, and her skin was no longer dull and dull, but still a little red.

That's a healthy color, a long-lost color.

Xu Yinghong was very happy, but she wanted to cry.

There is no woman who does not love beauty, and there is no woman who does not care about her appearance.

The genes of the Lei family are very good, although Lei Jun is not young, but men are forbidden to get old! He looks like he is only in his forties, he is dignified, rich and powerful, and I don't know how many people secretly beat his idea.

Fortunately, they are a couple in distress, Lao Lei has never disliked her, and he has taken a lot of care of her. She knew that he had guilt in his heart, and the two of them used guilt to maintain their marriage was not a long-term solution after all. The children are all older, and of course she wants to be healthy and age at least as well as normal.

The previous extravagant hopes, just a few pairs of medicines, turned out to be all realized.

Xu Yinghong had mixed feelings for a while, but she was really their little lucky star! She sorted out her emotions, simply washed her face, applied a little moisturizer to her face, and combed her hair simply.

To her surprise, she only lost a few hairs today. In the past, she had a poor body and a lot of medicine, so she lost a lot of hair. Years ago, Xu Yinghong also had long black and thick hair, but now her hair is almost gray-white, and it is very thin, to put it mildly, she is going to fall bald.

If you think that there is less hair loss, it should also be related to Ranran's medicine.

Xu Yinghong sighed, thinking that it was really not easy! Ran Ran had brought her too many changes.

Today's breakfast is extraordinarily enjoyable! It doesn't matter what you eat, the most important thing is your mood.

Xu Yinghong's recovery of health is a great joy for the Lei family, and everyone feels that life is full of hope again.

Lei Qianjun regained her previous spirit, and there was no trace of sorrow on her body at all, while Lei Yingying thought that Xu Yinghong was really not seriously ill, and she was indeed like Sister Ran Ran said, just take the right medicine.

The happiest person is Lei Jun, he and Xu Yinghong are married, she gave birth to three children for herself, and two were aborted before they were formed. She has suffered so many sins and suffered so much, if she can't give her justice, and can't grow old with her, then what is the meaning of his life?

Xu Yinghong's illness has improved, and Lei Jun seems to have a second spring, with a little bit of high spirits in his gestures.

Song Yiran looked secretly funny, but she was also happy for Xu Yinghong, at least as a woman, she was happy.

"Ranran, today you go with Lei Lei to clean up the house, go and go back quickly. On our side, let's arrange an engagement banquet and strive to hold the engagement banquet the day after tomorrow. It's just that your uncle's position is here, and we can't do it in a big way, wronged you. ”

"It's okay aunt, I understand. Song Yiran expressed his understanding, "Actually, I don't like to do it in a big way, it's good." ”

Lei Jun and Xu Yinghong both felt that Song Yiran was very sensible, but they didn't know that this was her true thoughts.

Lei Qianjun borrowed a car and went back to the ancestral house of the Song family with Song Yiran.

Back here again, everything is different.

Now she's the owner of the house, and she's back!

Song Yiran took out the key, shook it at Lei Qianjun, then opened the iron lock and gently pushed the door open.

A small courtyard house is full of familiar scenes.

Song Yiran seemed to be able to see the picture of the old man Song sitting in the courtyard reading a book, he was lying on a rocking chair, holding a pu fan, holding a book in his hand and reading it with relish.

Song Qinghe was drying clothes, she hung the washed clothes on the clothesline in the courtyard, and from time to time turned her head to look at her daughter who was squatting on the ground digging ant holes, showing a loving smile.

The little Song Yiran, who was only about three years old, was wearing a beautiful flower skirt and holding a small wooden stick, constantly picking and picking.

There is the warmth of three generations in the small courtyard, and there are moving laughter in every corner.

Song Yiran stood at the door, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

She didn't participate in those past pictures, it was the memory of the original owner, the best past and the most precious time in her life.

It's a pity that the good times are often short-lived, and someone breaks in viciously, and a nightmare begins.

The home was smashed, and the dignity was gone.

The ugly face of the Zhang family was also revealed, Wu Juan, Zhang Jianshe and others, who had always regarded Song Qinghe as a bodhisattva, hated to draw a clear line with the Song family immediately.

Song Qinghe is divorced and dead.

Old Man Song was taken into custody and is about to be reformed. As for Song Yiran, she is known as a broom star, and she was kicked around like a ball by the Zhang family, and she had to cut off her relationship.

Well broken!

"Are you okay?" Lei Qianjun felt a little sorry for her, knowing that she must have thought of the past.

"It's okay, it's been so long, how can there be anything. Song Yiran smiled, "Brother Lei, let's go in!"

Lei Qianjun nodded, "Okay! Let's go!"

The two entered the small courtyard and looked at the somewhat dilapidated houses, with different thoughts in their hearts.

There are not many weeds in the yard, but the grass growing in the corner is luxuriant, and it looks like it is more than half a person tall, but fortunately, it is scarce and easy to solve.

"The roof tiles may need to be repaired, and the floor in the house is not known. Song Yiran opened the door of the upper room and found that there was a faint musty smell in the house.

On the windows, the paint on the pillars has almost peeled off. Some of the window frames have been moth-eaten and look crumbling and very dilapidated.

"This window also needs to be cleaned up, if you can't find someone to make a few of them, you see how bad this wood is. ”

Lei Qianjun naturally had no opinion, "Listen to you, I'll look at the ground, you see, if it doesn't work, I'll get it together." ”

The ground was smooth and flat, and Song Yiran was satisfied, so he didn't need to spend any more money to clean it up.

"Let's buy furniture, too!" said there was really nothing left in the house, "and the walls should be painted." ”

Lei Qianjun said: "I want you to live comfortably, and you must tell me what you lack." ”

Song Yiran nodded, thoughtful.

"I'll go to the barn. ”

The wings on the C side are well preserved, probably because they were requisitioned as office locations before, and the windows seem to have been painted, and the color is still preserved.

There's nothing to clean up here, it's just that the kang has to be rebuilt, and when it comes to winter, she sleeps on the kang in the wing room, which is warm and comfortable.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a knock at the gate, and I didn't know who came.

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