It was a weekend evening, and the setting sun had lost its last rays in the courtyard.

Twilight falls on this small village, and the pine and cypress gardens are lit up.

Menghan bathed herself and Xiao Yu, put the change of clothes in a red plastic bucket, and brought them to the laundry sink in the corner of the yard to wash.

She turned on the incandescent lamp under the eaves.

In autumn, she and Xiaoyu only have a few pieces of clothing, and machine washing is time-consuming.

She turned on the faucet and soaped every garment......

When she washed and wrung out the last piece of clothing, put it on a hanger, and hung it on the ironwire that Cuilan had pulled up in the courtyard, the sound of the car stalling sounded outside the door.

Immediately after, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

"Here we are." Menghan screamed as she ran over to open the door.

Standing at the door was her husband, Nian Junhong.

It's been a long time since she's seen him, two weeks ago! They slept together.

On weekdays, as long as Menghan doesn't go to the Zhuyin District, he will come to Songbai Garden to look for her.

And if Menghan goes to the Zhuyin District, he is not allowed to take Xiaoyu. How much does this young Junhong hate children, which makes Menghan very puzzled.

After learning that Nian Junhong did not welcome Xiao Yu to go to Songbai Garden, Menghan didn't bother to leave for Zhuyin District. In this way, Junhong has become a little frequent to come to the pine and cypress garden this year.

Today, he wore a silver-gray suit, and his hair with a little silver frost was dyed again! It's hard to find a single gray hair.

His figure is still majestic, and his body still maintains the momentum of a king who intimidates the world, but, compared to before, his bronzed skin has darkened a little, and he is also a little saggy, and the fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes have obviously increased.

It can be seen that although he tried his best to make himself younger, he still looks old.

Time is the most ruthless pig-killing knife!

Menghan had to sigh: Nian Junhong, even if you make yourself look younger, you will not enter my heart, you don't love my child, even if he is your biological child, I bet you don't care about him. So, surnamed Nian, you don't want me to fall in love with you.

Okay, let's see what new tricks he has next.

Sure enough, Junhong opened his mouth that year.

"Menghan, go change into a beautiful dress and dance with me."

"Dancing? I'm not going, I'm going to take the kids, I don't have time to dance. When I heard about dancing, Menghan refused.

Before, Nian Junhong asked her to accompany him to KTV, she barely went there a few times, to be honest, she was so disgusted with going out with him in those places of sound and sex. Just sit beside him stupidly, laugh with him, drink with him, sing at his request.

Oh, what did he do to her! Miss Free? So what has become of her, the young lady he hired for 2.5 million?

She is self-loving, and she doesn't want to belittle herself like this.

"Go ahead! It's not Saturday! Accompany me to a party, this time the customer is very important. ”

"It's your business whether it's important or not, and I don't spend your money!"

"You dare to say you don't spend my money." Nian Junhong became angry, "If you don't spend my money, will there be room for this family behind you?" ”

It's a weakness for her.

Well, it's up to you! You win.

"Go get this dress on." Nian Junhong showed a dark pink long-sleeved lace skirt from behind him as if he were playing a trick, and put it in Menghan's hand.