Chapter 199: Pinch off

readx;? But Yan Zhaoming only cared about him left and right, saying that it was impossible. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Yan Xiaoya didn't do it before, she wouldn't do it later, and even if she did, it was impossible to be unaware, and when she saw that she was still crying hysterically, her eyebrows wrinkled into a "Chuan" word.

"If the little sister has such skills and skills, it is easy for her to take revenge with a palm, and you can't prevent it even if you have the heart to guard against it. What she said before was just to make you afraid of giving in, and then sincerely apologized to her mother.

Now that the finger has been brought back, the child will be lost if it is lost, and it can only be said that we have no fate with her. You have a good rest, I'll go see Little Nier and Brother Zheng. ā€

He felt tired for no reason, and after speaking, he ignored his wife's scolding and crying, and left the master bedroom step by step.

No matter how much a person pities and loves his other half, when the other party does not respect and cherish himself, let alone be considerate of others, over time, the person who always pays silently will gradually become tired, even cold, and finally numb.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and emotional exhaustion is by no means a one-day occurrence.

When Fang Rouniang saw that he really walked away, she immediately cried so much that she resented Yan Shunhua, but on the other hand, she felt sorry for herself, complaining about how she had to owe it in the first place, and deliberately slapped her mother-in-law in front of everyone.

Now that things are going out, her hair has become ugly and her appearance has been greatly reduced, her hand injuries are painful, not only have she suffered a crime and become a joke in the village, but what makes her even more uneasy is that although Yan Zhaoming still takes care of her, he ignores her tears for the first time regardless of her wishes and walks away.

Was this disgusted that she was ugly, or was he actually disappointed that he had lost that child?

The story of miscarriage due to gluttony did not spread in the village, and none of the people who knew about it at first mentioned it again. After Yan Shengguo learned about this from his eldest son, although he was trembling with anger, he still didn't trouble her because Fang Rouniang had been taught a lesson by her youngest daughter and her eldest son was obviously depressed.

It's just that the words of reprimand are impossible to endure no matter what. After lunch, father and son spent the whole afternoon in the study.

I don't know what was said. All in all, since that day, Yan Zhaoming has obviously run to his father's study more often in his spare time, even during the Mid-Autumn Festival. He is not as focused on his wife and children as he was in previous years.

Yan Shunhua participated in the ancestor worship ceremony and had a reunion dinner with his family, so he took advantage of the time to go to the big room and saw Yun Yarong, who was so depressed.

Jixiang and Ru both sighed in unison when they saw her come back.

Serve the little ancestor in the house. It's much more difficult than serving Yan Shunhua!

"I thought that the third sister, you would treat me as a roadside flower from now on! ā€

Yun Yarong complained a few words as soon as they met, and then couldn't wait to ask her if there was any progress in the recovery of her memory after meeting her family.

Yan Shunhua didn't hide it from her, and said with a smile that she had recovered, "As long as you meet someone you know, you can easily remember the impressive things that happened with the other party." ā€

She picked a few innocuous things to say, and at the end, she mentioned Song Qingyan unintentionally, "He looks much better than before, and the way he smiles is amazing." ā€

Yun Yarong didn't know that she was testing herself, so she nodded thoughtfully, "Yes." He is indeed very good-looking, especially when he smiles at people, he is simply a spring flower full of stars. ā€

That person is not a rich school, but he is also smart, and he can be civil and martial, if she sees him in the capital, it is estimated that she will think that he is the noble son of which family.

The last time I saw him, the two wrestled their wrists, and she, a person who has had a lot of strength since she was a child, actually lost before she could breathe.

The last time I saw him, the two of them were competing in a remote corner to see who climbed the tree and picked up the most eggs, and he actually jumped up the branch. Then the nest was moved down in one fell swoop. She tried her best, and in the end the egg was either crushed by her, or it fell and shattered, and worse, the one she held in her mouth. It was accidentally bitten and finally annihilated.

The last time I saw him, this man grabbed a little white rabbit and wanted to give it to her. She thinks it's cute, but it takes a lot of effort to raise it, eating vegetables and grass or something, and it's a lot of it. Within a few days of raising it, she let the cow kill it vigorously. As a result, when I looked back at him, I felt very empty-hearted.

The last time I saw him, this person wanted to help her get acquainted with the big black dog, so he personally caught a lot of fresh shrimp and river fish, and fried them for the big black dog to eat. As a result, Xiaohua didn't buy it, she was annoyed by him, and chased him all over the mountainside, laughing so much that she couldn't stop her stomach ache for a long time.

......

Yan Shunhua saw that her eyebrows and eyes were crooked when she smiled, and she couldn't help frowning slightly, but her tone became more and more indifferent, "His mother once came to the house to propose marriage to me." ā€

Yun Yarong's laughter stopped abruptly, and the imperceptible shyness and joy suddenly turned into bitterness and sorrow, "Oh, that's it......"

Yan Shunhua took off her skirt and motioned for her to switch with herself, and for a while, the room was silent with the sound of changing clothes.

"Hey, third sister, such a good family business, dad and mother, they should settle up for you and him, right?"

"I don't know, maybe, I haven't asked my parents, anyway, the marriage is the words of the matchmaker of the parents. The door is right, he treats you as if I am running around all day long, it should be somewhat sincere, and it would be good if it was settled.

In this village, he is the most top-notch unmarried man, the age is just right, the family background is similar, if we become relatives in the future, we may be able to be the same as the eldest sister and the second sister, because we know the roots, so the piano is harmonious. ā€

Yan Shunhua looked at her and smiled slightly, until the little girl lowered her head in confusion, and then she restrained the thoughts in her eyes.

"Don't you spread these words, huh?"

"I see. ā€

"On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were people who put river lanterns on the side of the Yudai River, which was lively. You go play, just stay safe. I'm resting here tonight, you can continue to play the third lady of the fourth room of the Yan family, play happily, and then go home and get a good night's sleep. ā€

She patted Yun Yarong on the shoulder, and the other party didn't agree very much, and then left slowly with her head drooping.

Yan Shunhua let out a long breath.

Hopefully what she did tonight was right.

In this hierarchical time and space, there are thousands of mountains and rivers between the nobody, Song Qingyan, and everyone's beautiful Yun, even if she doesn't stop them, they will be able to achieve difficulties in the future, and I am afraid it will be difficult to maintain a good family life for a long time.

Especially, Song Qingyan, a kid, still can't even figure out who the main owner he likes is. This green and hazy like, it's okay to cut it off like this.

Save her from looking bad.

Although the two get along day and night, they have only seen one side in real life for a short time, but Shen Jingyuan can quickly distinguish the difference between her and Yun Yarong. If Song Qingyan really liked her or Yun Yarong, he would have been barely a childhood sweetheart with her since he was a child, and he should have been able to distinguish it a long time ago.

Yan Shunhua bared his teeth, feeling a headache for thinking of Shen Jingyuan again for no reason.

She practiced the big characters in the outer room for a while, turned a few more pages, and then went inside, extinguished the candles, took off her coat, and prepared to go to bed.

It's just that the creepy thing is that as soon as she went to lift the quilt, a warm finger came to her wrist. (To be continued.) )>