The weather is dry and cold, and the family is gradually losing popularity, which really makes people have no idea of living at all. Mrs. Min stared dryly, as if she was dead, a pair of copper bell-like eyes, staring strangely and scary.

She just stared at the ceiling, not knowing what kind of doom this damn fate would give her. Everything is really unknown, but her life of Mrs. Min has been running in the direction of tragedy since she was young, when her parents died. Should she die? Or kill her husband, Old Man Min, first, and then kill herself? I really don't know who they are and who is at fault. Mrs. Min felt that it was a big mistake for the two of them to be tied together!

Mrs. Min wrapped in the quilt, as if she was dead, she couldn't see any thoughts of survival in her eyes, but she was still dead, she was made a joke by fate, she couldn't calm down for a long time, she was really unwilling, so most of her life has passed, maybe a few years, she is gone. Who is she supposed to settle this mess with?

There was a crack, a charcoal exploded, and then the firelight slowly became faint, this faint and bright voice, pulled Mrs. Min back to reality, and the whole room seemed to be dimmed. Seeing that the charcoal fire was gone, Mrs. Min got up to pick the charcoal fire as if she had just returned her soul. Her body was still stubbornly wrapped in the thick quilt, as if if she was going to freeze to death if she took off the quilt.

Isn't even her only dead husband gone?

Suddenly, Mrs. Min saw the cold mirror in the room, and she walked to the mirror and saw herself in the mirror with sunken eyes and gray hair. Who was this frightened old woman? She touched her cheek with her knuckled hands. Could this old woman be herself? She swallowed and foamed. How long has it been since she looked in the mirror? Ever since she married Old Man Min.

As soon as she thought of the pictures on the wedding day, her heart clenched together, and she quickly snuffed out those pictures that jumped into her mind.

No wonder Old Man Min has also gone outside now, he looks like a ghost, even he doesn't want to look at that mirror. What the hell had she become? Who had stolen her youth? How could time pass so quickly, and in a blink of an eye she was the one who was about to be buried in the earth. She didn't know when she started, and she was already a dead person.

The white light outside the window, shining through the dilapidated room, made her feel even more desolate. She suddenly thought of her husband Old Man Min, when the old man was chattering with her at home, he still made this house a little popular, so she also loved to quarrel with that old man. Now, even the old man is gone......

Old man Min doesn't go home all day long, these days, I have to wait until the middle of the night, her Mrs. Min is asleep, and the old man Min only goes home for a while, and he doesn't sleep on the bed, just nests on the ground and squints for a while, as if there is no him at home.

Mrs. Min thought about it, she hadn't seen Old Man Min for more than half a month, and before dawn, Old Man Min had already left the house and didn't see him. Did he deliberately avoid himself, dead old man? Wait until you catch him, and see if she doesn't take a pillow to smash him unconscious.

If it weren't for the fact that some boxes of candied fruits were quietly touched at home, it would not be obvious that someone had quietly returned. Mrs. Min's eyes are extremely sharp, and she can know the slightest difference. Mrs. Min is notoriously calculating, and the neighbors dare not provoke Mrs. Min, and everyone knows that if you want to steal her chickens, you can't break a bag of rice......

Mrs. Min thought about it and became sad. Most of my life has passed, I don't have half a son, my husband is an unscrupulous person, and the more I look at this family, the more shabby it becomes, and if I die, I won't even cry a ghost! What is going on in this life? Why is she living so badly? What is she doing for so many decades? What is she picking and searching for?

Some of my sisters and sisters are married, and some are monks...... Every man has his own life, and some have gone into the earth early. It's just that those who have married, except for those who have been killed by domestic violence, are now all children and grandchildren around their knees, and there are those sisters' relatives in and out of the city.

Why is it not a taste to live by yourself? If you don't live, you can't die. It's all to blame on him Old Man Min, who can't give birth! He also knows that he blindly tolerates her, and he doesn't dare to breathe. Old man Min went out and dared to be arrogant to anyone, but when he returned home, he became like a grandson!

If she is described as lonely and helpless, it would be more appropriate! She has been planted in the hands of this old man all her life. Now that I don't have a husband or son, I really don't know which life I did the sins, and I have paid them back in this life.

Mrs. Min thought to herself, decades have passed, and she doesn't dare to go out to meet people at all! Why is she so miserable? When she goes out, she is afraid that people will gossip and say that she is an old lady who is a Kefukezi...... Others say she is widowed. In the past, she was such a strong person! Who dared to say the slightest gossip in front of her Dong Rose? Look at her Dong Rose, and don't interrupt that person's dog's legs! When Dong Rose was young, she was a fragrant and famous spicy flower. Hehe, what has become of it now?

All of a sudden, hailstones outside blew the window open. Hail and cold wind entered the house, breaking the window paper. Mrs. Min coughed a few times, and hurriedly went to close the window, she complained: "This Fenghua City probably can't hold on, and if it rains for a few more days, it won't freeze the people in this city to death!"

Suddenly, a figure flashed in the courtyard, and it looked like a woman!

Who else can put any treasures in their house? Mrs. Min Dong Rose walked into the yard with an oil-paper umbrella, and only then did she see clearly that it was a white stone lion. The stone lion, about the size of two or three fists, was cute and cute. The hail outside was too big, and she hurried to take the stone lion back to the house.

Who knows, the more she looks at it, the more pleasing it becomes, and she is reluctant to lose it, and she doesn't have any doubts.

Dong Rose put the stone lion on the small quilt at the head of the bed, and her mood became better. She is no longer the self-defeating and self-pitying Mrs. Min, but the proud and empty-eyed Dong Rose in the past!

When Old Man Min went home today, he was a little earlier than usual, and I don't know why, the family was willing to light a candle. His heart suddenly hung up, what the hell is this old lady doing? Who knew that when he entered the house, he happened to bump into Dong Rose with morning sickness. He was startled.

When Mrs. Min saw Old Man Min coming back, she suddenly smiled. She told the story of this stone lion to this old man Min from beginning to end. The two were surprised and delighted. Who would have thought that the old lady would be pregnant at a very old age! Old man Min seemed to have a light in his eyes and heart, and hurriedly went to ask someone to prepare a basket of red eggs.

In the hands of Shi Lian of the Sorcering Spirit Clan, there will be more souls every day, and she will pick some every day and make them into stone lions for backup.

In the past two days, Shi Lian entered Fenghua City with more than a dozen pairs of carved stone lions, and just heard Mrs. Min's heart. When she saw that the woman was pitiful, she took out a white stone lion and put it in the courtyard, and she should give it to her. She often likes to do good deeds, so this time it's all for her.

Fenghua City has died too many times these days, and Shi Lian is really tired of watching, she wants to hear the baby's cry again, and see people's faces again, the joy and expectation of the arrival of a new life. Shi Lian has an alias - Hope.

Chapter 86: Mrs. Min is happy—— a gift from hope