When Duan Hanting returned home, he was already more exposed.

The room was empty, the stove had been removed, and in the cold winter, there was not even a trace of popularity, and it was cold to people's hearts.

Ali took the lead in the front, spread the thick quilt in his arms on the bed, looked back at the young marshal with a sinking face, and was distracted, and hurriedly walked to the side of the wall, kneeling facing the window.

Duan Hanting ignored him, and ordered the maid to relight the stove, bring hot water again, wash up, and quickly withdrew after the maid cleaned up and closed the door.

Even the link of asking him if he changed clothes was saved.

In the past, he didn't go home often, and these maids in the room were all sent by his mothers, all of them with long eyes like silk, but whenever he saw him, he was like a hungry dog seeing fat, salivating, and sticking it up, which made him annoyed, and he didn't have time to straighten it out, so he didn't want to go home more and more. Since Rongyin came, all the maids and women in the room have changed, all of them are cautious, and they are silent in front of him, but they are very enthusiastic about Rongyin.

Duan Hanting wiped his hands with a handkerchief, looked at the bedroom with a bright and clean window, and had to admit that Rong Yin was indeed a good hand in the Li family, which helped him avoid a lot of worries.

When I walked to the wardrobe and wanted to change my clothes, I just unbuttoned my military uniform, and I saw that the wardrobe was half empty, and my hand couldn't help but stop.

He frowned heavily, and found that the woman's clothes were almost gone, and the huge wardrobe was empty, except for his military uniform and suit, ironed and neatly lined up.

A sudden burst of anger in his heart, and he closed the wardrobe with a "bang".

When he turned around, he saw Ali kneeling straight with his back to him by the window, and his back trembled visibly.

He snorted.

"Alright, don't get in the way of here, get out."

Duan Hanting was cold.

Ah Li turned his head to look at his expression, and saw that the master really didn't mean to embarrass him, so he got up tremblingly, and said boldly: "Why don't I help you bring your wife back?" ”

Duan Hanting had just taken off his military boots, and when he heard this, he threw his boots at him, his eyes glaring, "Get out!" ”

"Hey!"

Ali held his shoes and rolled his ass and pee.

When the lights were turned off, it was dark, and only the faint light of the stove tried to add some heat to the deserted room.

The night was dull and quiet, in the room, on the bed, only Duan Hanting was alone, leaning on the head of the bed, smoking silently, the quilt on one side was empty, and there was no longer warm and soft. Jade told him to hug and hug.

He was angry.

The woman, who always walked so chicly, waved her sleeves and dragged her luggage, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It seems that he is the only one who cares about this family.

Duan Hanting narrowed his eyes, remembering that she was pulling his sleeve in the military camp today and softly confessing her mistake, that pitiful and aggrieved little appearance, and only felt an itch in her heart.

I suddenly remembered that she was about to kneel down and beg him for forgiveness, and asked "Do you need me to kneel", but her face was unruly and stubborn, which really made people feel angry, and I couldn't wait to slap her hard!

After they got married, there were constant big and small problems, and there were quarrels, but there was no time when he was so angry, and there was no time when he felt that although the two of them were very close, their hearts were gradually drifting apart.

When I think of this, my heart aches faintly.

How much effort did he take to marry her home, and how much time did it take to make her gradually open up to her, and finally let her get closer to him, but he pushed her out with his own hands.

Duan Hanting's deep pupils tightened, and he took two puffs of cigarette to relieve his irritability.

Do you really want to let her go?

No!

The moment this question appeared in his mind, another firm voice answered him.

But as long as she has a little love for him, he must hold on to it firmly, and he must not let her leave him, even if he has to follow her behind him for the rest of his life, he will admit it!

Otherwise, where would he go to find another Rongyin?

……

The cold wind blew at night, and Rongyin's condition worsened a little, so he simply did not leave the courtyard, refused to visit, and stayed in the room to recuperate.

said that he could heal himself but not himself, but Rongyin became a doctor after a long illness when he was a child, and when he was a child, he used himself as an experiment and pricked needles into his body.

There is no cure for heart disease, and time is the best antidote.

Rongyin stayed in the house by herself for a few days to vent, and asked Lian'er to buy her a lot of dolls for her to beat, but those things were soft and fluffy, and there was no sound when they fell to the ground, which was really angry.

She was reluctant to drop the plates and bowls, firstly, because she was afraid that the movement would be too loud and scare the children outside, and secondly, she had to clean up the broken porcelain pieces that had fallen on the ground, and it was not worth scratching.

It's really boring.

Lian'er and Li Feng took Uncle Song and Aunt Song to visit the capital, and by the way, they purchased dolls for Rongyin, and this day they accidentally ran into Han Xiaoyu who was patrolling the street, and hurriedly greeted, "Han Shao, are you well?" I can walk around on the ground. ”

"It's okay, thanks to your wife, for your wonderful hand rejuvenation."

Han Xiaoyu had a cold face, and when he saw everyone, he ignored him, but he treated Lian'er very gently, "What about your wife, why didn't you come out to play with you?" ”

"Hey, don't mention it, Madame is sick."

Han Xiaoyu's expression sank, and he said nervously: "Sick? Where is the disease? Serious or not? ”

"It's just a cold, it's not very serious, it's just not in a good mood. No, let me buy her some gadgets and go back and beat them, which can be regarded as a kind of venting. ”

Han Xiaoyu looked at the little tiger and little mouse dolls made of cotton wool on the stall, and pursed his lips in disgust, "What can you vent with these soft things?" ”

Lian'er puffed out her cheeks and shrugged, "It's better than nothing, otherwise Madame will have to fiddle with her skulls again, and it will look weird and scary." ”

That day, Dong'er went to deliver food to Rongyin, and as soon as he entered the door, he stepped on the dismantled skeleton hand, and looked at the row of skulls on the table, screamed in fright, fainted on the spot, and it took a long time to recover.

Lei Zhen felt sorry for the girl, and looked at Rong Yin silently, Rong Yin helplessly supported his forehead, "Okay, okay, I won't do these things." ”

Thinking of the woman's embarrassment, Han Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing, clapped her hands and said, "Okay, you don't care, let go of these gadgets, I'll give her the whole good thing." ”

Half an hour later, a huge sandbag was transported to Yujiaban and sent to Rongyin's courtyard under the attention of everyone.

Rong Yin had a better cold, and after a little energy, he lay on the bamboo chair and read, heard the movement outside, pushed open the door, and saw a cylindrical sandbag like a cannonball standing in the courtyard.

“Ohmygod！”

She was so shocked that she burst out a sentence of English, looked at Han Xiaoyu who was standing on the side with an evil smile on her face, and asked, "What is this?" ”

"Your new doll."

Han Xiaoyu smiled and swung his fist at the sandbag, causing the sandbag to fall to one side heavily, but it bounced up quickly like a tumbler when it was close to the ground.

Rong Yin's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but wrap his shawl and walk up, "This is good, it's quite fun." ”

"Try two punches."

Han Xiaoyu got out of the way.

Rong Yin clenched his fist and threw a punch at the sandbag, but the sandbag didn't move.

“……”

The corners of Han Xiaoyu's mouth twitched, "Are you tickling it?" It's dead and not alive, it doesn't hurt to hit, you just have to hit it! ”

Rong Yin clenched his fists this time, exerted all his strength, and punched the sandbag hard, and finally hit it to move.

"With your little strength, it's better to hit me directly."

Han Xiaoyu looked at Rong Yin with disdain, looked at her thin and thin body and pale face, and wrinkled her eyebrows: "I haven't seen you for a few days, how can you make yourself like a ghost?" They were all eminent and jerky, and they were ugly to death. ”

Rong Yin glared at him, "I'm thin or not, ugly or not, it's your business." ”

After saying that, turn around and leave.

"Hey!"

Han Xiaoyu called her from behind, "Then do you want this sandbag?" ”

Rong Yin walked to the door, didn't speak, but pushed both sides of the door open, Han Xiaoyu pursed her lips and smiled, picked up the sandbag and moved her to the room.

After putting away the sandbag and looking at the doll spread on the ground, he pursed his lips in disgust, squatted down and picked up one and played with it in his hand, the ground was covered with a thick carpet, and the doll did not fall dirty.

"I quarreled with the young marshal, but I only dared to move out, and I used these dead things to vent my anger, look at your appearance, are you still the Rongyin I know?"