Chunquan took Hui'er to see the progress of the house as usual, although he couldn't build a house, but the drawings were drawn by him, and the craftsmen could come and ask him if they didn't understand, and some of the technical problems could be changed on the spot.

"Brother Chunquan, this house is so beautiful, how did you come up with it?" The people in the village have never seen the world, and the two-story house is amazing.

"I've been into the city a lot, and I've seen it and drawn it. "He once went to a big family in Fucheng with his master, and that family had a two-story attic, Chunquan felt strange, so he looked at it twice, but was humiliated by the subordinates of that family, saying that he was a disciple, and Xiao thought about his daughter.

At that time, he learned that the original noble women all lived in such a two-story attic.

Fortunately, his master came forward that time, otherwise he would have been really misunderstood.

When he designed a new house for Shumin, he unconsciously painted it like this, and he felt that it was the best one of all the drawings he had drawn.

"Do you like Hui'er?" Chunquan asked as he squatted down, his eyes soft.

"I like it!" "The current blank is not anything else outstanding except that it is taller than other houses, but Hui'er really likes it. She felt that Uncle Chunquan was very powerful and could build such a big new house for her to live in.

Hearing the answer he wanted to hear, Chunquan happily carried Hui'er over his shoulder, let her ride on his shoulder, and took her home. It's almost noon, and if the adults are not hungry, the children will be hungry.

"Riding a bull cow" Hui'er has long been surprised, and on Chunquan's tall and broad shoulders, she sang a children's rhyme. Shumin asked her to sing when she had nothing to do.

"Nice, sing it again. Chun Quanle said happily.

"Hehe, then I'll sing another song. Have you ever heard of the little girl picking mushrooms?" asked Hui'er, tilting her head.

"The little girl picking mushrooms??????," Chunquan teased her.

"Hehehe, no, it's a little girl inside" Hui'er laughed at him

The two walked all the way and sang and talked all the way, looking like father and daughter from a distance, intimate.

This picture is so warm, but it stings someone's eyes.

Zhengyuan happened to pass by that road, and when he saw his daughter so close to others, his heart felt like he had knocked over a cruet.

When he first reconciled, he had fantasized that Shumin insisted on reconciled because she didn't know how difficult a woman's life was, and when she couldn't live outside, she would come to him, and then he could justifiably take her home again. So when Zhang Li asked Zhengming to send most of the grain mixed with beans over, he didn't stop it.

Women, after suffering a little, they will turn back. That's what he thought.

But I know that even so, Shumin still lives his life, and he lives so well that his ex-husband can't reach him, so he can only look at it from afar.

But how could Chunquan gain her trust and dependence? Shouldn't she hate him? Hate him for marrying his sister to him and tearing them apart.

Seeing Hui'er sticking to Chunquan's sweetness, cuteness and innocence, Zhengyuan's heart was filled with jealousy! I am Hui'er's father, she has never been so sticky to me, why is she so affectionate to you Chunquan? You are not her own uncle!

He felt that Chunquan had taken away what should have belonged to him, and his jealousy burned to the peak, and he stepped forward in three steps and two steps, grabbed Hui'er and pulled her off his shoulder.

The sudden change made Hui'er scream in fright, but fortunately, Chunquan's eyes were quick and he stretched out a hand to support her from below, so she didn't fall.

"What kind of nerves are you!" Chun Quan said angrily, if it weren't for his brother-in-law, he would have taught him a lesson. How dangerous it is, would it be good if Hui'er fell? If she didn't fall, she would be frightened. Seeing Hui'er's face turn slightly pale, he thought distressedly.

"This is my daughter! Zhengyuan's hand was tightly tugging on Hui'er, wanting to take her away from Chunquan's hands.

Chunquan stared at him with cold eyes, like a beast about to become angry. I saw Zhengyuan, and my heart was a little hairy.

But Chunsheng didn't get angry in the end, after all, Hui'er was still watching from the sidelines.

"Neurotic!" shook off Zhengyuan's already somewhat loose hand and went home with Hui'er in his arms.

was despised by Chunquan's gorgeous beauty, and a wave of anger suddenly surged in Zhengyuan's heart, and the man's self-esteem was strange, and he chased after him without his strength, and punched Chunquan is fist.

Although he is not like Chunquan who has practiced martial arts, his strength for more than 20 years is not in vain, and the punch under the anger actually carries a lot of momentum.

Chunquan hugged Hui'er in his arms, couldn't dodge, and was afraid of hurting the child, so he gritted his teeth and carried it hard.

The fist hit him in the shoulder, and although it couldn't hurt him, it also made him feel very painful. He kicked him in the stomach and kicked it in the stomach. That kick was the natural reaction of the body of a martial artist in a state of crisis, and the force was certainly not light. He was rolling on the ground and clutching his stomach in pain, in a cold sweat.

He felt like his intestines were twisted together. But he just gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

He didn't want to lose face in front of Hui'er again, and he didn't want to be compared to Chunquan.

So he struggled to his feet, gritted his teeth and continued to rush forward.

After all, it was his brother-in-law, and Chunquan didn't want to hurt him, so he put Hui'er on the ground, and as soon as the grappler came out, he grabbed Zhengyuan's life, making him unable to move.

"What the hell are you trying to go crazy about!" Harusheng asked angrily.

"Why did you steal my things? Hui'er is mine, "Shumin is also mine." He was still somewhat sensible and didn't say the latter sentence.

Chunquan was a little crying and laughing, it turned out to be this reason.

"You have to be a good father, isn't it too late!" Chunquan said sarcastically, "With this spare time, it is better to go home and take care of your wife more, she is now pregnant with the grandson of your Zhang family!"

Chunquan loosened the clamps, and Zhengyuan's whole person immediately regained his freedom, but he couldn't exert any strength, and squatted down in pain with his head in his arms.

Is it late? Is it really late? He looked at Hui'er not far away as if asking for help, with a deep sense of remorse in his eyes.

Hui'er didn't look at him, and when she saw that they finally stopped fighting, she ran to Chunquan with concern.

Uncle Chunquan was punched by his father just now, it must have hurt a lot!

Chunquan saw the little girl's concerned eyes, and his eyes showed soft love, and said, "Uncle is strong, it's okay!"

The little girl smiled instantly.

They are like real father and daughter, Zhengyuan's eyes were stabbed again by this warmth, and even their hearts hurt: what precious thing did he lose?

"Hui'er" his lips trembled a little, and he called out the name hopefully.

"Dad" was half loud, and Hui'er called him a little reluctantly, and her mother said that I could not like him, but I couldn't deny him.

"Let's go back. I am hungry. Hui'er raised her head and said to Chunquan that the situation was too complicated, and she didn't know what to do, she just wanted to leave.

"Okay, let's go back quietly and see if your brother Feng'an is lazy. As he spoke, he took Hui'er's hand, and the two of them, one big and one small, walked in the direction of home.

Zhengyuan felt that he was a failure, he lay down decadently, and his stomach was still very painful after being kicked, but his tears were not shed for this.

"Brother Zhengyuan, why are you lying on the ground. Qiuhua saw that it was noon, and Zhengyuan came out to look for him before he came back for dinner, but found him lying on the path and asked with concern.

"My stomach hurts!" Seeing Qiuhua's face and thinking of the child in her belly, his heart finally felt better. I wasn't completely empty, I was really carried away by jealousy.

"How can your stomach hurt? I'll help you go back first, so that Dr. Hu can take a good look. As soon as Qiuhua heard that his stomach hurt, and it hurt so much that he was lying on the ground, she subconsciously thought that he was very sick and couldn't care about her pregnant body, so she bent down to help him.

"Don't, it doesn't hurt much, I can get up by myself. Zhengyuan hurriedly stopped her and got up by herself. "It doesn't hurt, it's fine. He squeezed a smile into her face.

Qiuhua hurriedly helped him knead it together.

"Alright, let's go back first. It's not good for people to see. Zhengyuan took Qiuhua's hand, and the two slowly walked in the direction of home.

"Autumn flower, I want to go to the town in a few days to find something to do. Zhengyuan said, "It's almost the New Year, I have to earn some silver to make you new clothes." ”

"It's good to earn some money, but you don't need clothes, and after a few months your belly will be gone. When I came back with some good fabrics, people said that the child's skin was tender and he couldn't wear coarse cloth. Autumn Flower replied shyly.

"Okay, whatever you say. ”