After Wang Ziqi was urged back by Zhao Yan, he was scolded by Zhao Yan as soon as he entered his mother-in-law's house, "You Wang Ba, your woman has been made big at home, and you are living so comfortably outside!"

Wang Ziqi went south to Guangdong at the age of sixteen, and his well-informed life has already cultivated his indifferent character of not being impatient, not sad, not happy, not strong, and that character complements his cold attitude towards all kinds of things. He has a lukewarm attitude towards anything, such as the homeland where he was born and raised, and he will never have a third feeling in his life except poverty and desolation. Therefore, he has never hated or disliked his hometown. For his second hometown, Guangdong, he also has an attitude that he neither hates nor likes. Although the flashy city is wonderful, it has never given him a sense of belonging. He struggled on the edge of the city and the countryside, and a pounding heart could never find a harbor to anchor. When it comes to specific people, he is the same, he never loves someone to the bone, nor does he hate someone sadly. It's as if no one in this world has anything to do with him. Even if it is his wife, it is difficult for him to love or hate from the bottom of his heart.

"When someone else makes her belly bigger, she will find someone else, why are you looking for me?" Wang Ziqi said disdainfully, the expression of his speech made people think of a cold marble pillar in a trance.

"Ah, is this what a man said?" Zhao Yan was furious, "I see that your appearance and inner appearance are really far apart, and they all say that you look at people and look at your appearance, but your delicate appearance is really disappointing." ”

"It's so disappointing, I'm spinning around like a donkey outside every day, and no one has ever said anything about me like this," Wang Ziqi's stubbornness came again, "Your business, you solve it yourself, it's none of my business." ”

"Ah, give you back ours, as if we didn't have such a thing as marrying at all?" Zhao Yan originally wanted to secretly fan the yin wind and let Wang Ziqi force Wang Can to come out to the sea, but she didn't expect him to disdain that matter, so she couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and said fiercely, "That's it, I don't care about your, you go back and discuss it with your wife, you look at it." ”

Wang Ziqi immediately left his mother-in-law's house and returned to his home. As soon as he entered the door, he asked Chen Zhujun angrily, "I heard that you are pregnant with someone else's child at home, is there such a thing?"

For the parties who are in the authorities, they are already insensitive. It was Wang Can next to him, as soon as he heard that, he immediately pretended to be a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and took over the conversation pretendedly, "Is there such a thing??"

The two of them had a surprised question mark, completely isolating Chen Zhujun. It seems that her forehead has long been labeled as immoral.

"And whose child, you speak, as if nothing had happened. Wang Ziqi threw down the suitcase and looked at Chen Zhujun coldly.

"I don't know, I really don't know," Chen Zhujun burst into tears, "God knows, how all this happened." ”

"I don't know, let's lie," Wang Ziqi sneered, "There won't be such a strange thing in the world, it's so weird that you can't find the head of the household when you are pregnant with a child, so you are not just getting along with a man at home?"

"Don't force me, I really didn't get along with anyone," Chen Zhujun still defended with tears, "I don't know anything, really." ”

"Hell, instead of believing in you, I'd better trust God. After speaking, Wang Ziqi impatiently walked into the bedroom and lay on the bed to rest.

Xiao Yuting on the side was stunned, and Wang Can on the side pretended to be deaf and dumb. The rest of Chen Zhujun could only wash his face with tears.

The strange story of the pregnancy in the dream suddenly became a strange news, although the two families were tight-lipped about the matter, but it was secretly spread by the villagers.

The two families remained silent for half a month, and none of them proposed any practical remedies to the victims. In the end, Wang Can suggested that the child be killed, but Zhao Yan resolutely objected.

"We must find out the child's father," Zhao Yan has always believed in her instincts since she found the unlocked door, "The child must be born, I firmly believe that the child's father will not exceed a radius of five miles." Zhujun is young now, and there is time to waste, even if this family affair is dispersed, I have to find out the child's father through a paternity test. At that time, Chen Zhujun will rehabilitate Zhaoxue. ”

The words were not light or heavy, and they knocked on Wang Can's heart, like ants scratching his heart, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Well, when the father of the child is found, we will make a decision. Wang Ziqi said coldly, "However, I always feel that your lies are too absurd. Then, he hurried south to Guangdong.

The old gray house was once again silent. The clucking sound of chickens, the rattling sound of grinding medicine, the musty smell of damp air, the solemn smell of traditional Chinese medicine, everything is the same as in the old days, but the people inside have changed. Chen Zhujun, who used to be gentle and gentle in the small family, has only been in the process of personnel changes for half a month, and he has been tossed to the point that his face has been tarnished.

"Beat the child out, otherwise, you won't be able to live the rest of your life. Wang Can admonished her in a warning tone.

"Give birth to the child, otherwise, your reputation in this life will not be washed away by jumping into the Yellow River!" Zhao Yan warned her in a threatening tone.

She was sandwiched between two lovers who looked like a bargaining chip. Chen Zhujun lives in that gray old house like a vegetative person, and he has no ability to think about the future at all. Out of human instinct and nature, she finally chose the decision of her mother Zhao Yan.

From the perspective of ordinary people, no matter how you look at it, it is not advisable for Chen Zhujun to take her mother's suggestion, but her twenty-year-old immature outlook on life is no match for the flame of her mother's revenge, and she is helplessly arranged by Zhao Yan as a puppet.

"You want to give birth to a child?" Wang Can exclaimed after learning of Chen Zhujun's choice, "You gave birth to an oil bottle and lived in my house, and you won't lose the face of the Wang family in the future?"

"I'm only dead horizontally!" Chen Zhujun said, "I'll come in vertically, I'll go out horizontally, I won't lose the face of your Wang family, right?"

"You don't say it or not, it's dead and alive," Wang Can said, "I'm telling you the truth, a child who hasn't found his father, you say that you came to this world, you can imagine what a tragic situation it is......."

"I didn't say it, I'm going crazy!" Poor Chen Zhujun almost fell apart by what the two of them said. In the end, Wang Can used a trick to secretly use medicine to drop the fetus, and the endless quarrel was calmed down. Since then, the strange thing of Chen Zhujun's pregnancy in his dream has forever become a headless mystery in that gray room.

After the miscarriage, the families were still locked in a laborious and time-consuming verbal lawsuit. Wang Ziqi insisted that Chen Zhujun deliberately sold the stolen goods and destroyed the certificate, Xiao Yuting scolded Chen Zhujun for violating morals and customs, and Zhao Yan pointed out that Sang scolded Huai, implying that Wang Can was suspected of "picking up ashes". Playing the gong out of the pot, it has not stopped for half a year. It wasn't until the parents of both sides fought that the smoke was extinguished. At this point, the tragic marriage has officially come to an end.