I love you, a word that Wen Wanwan had hoped to hear, but now she felt a burst of sadness. After you have become someone else's husband, can you really believe the love you say to me, or is it just what you will say to the woman in your arms when you are satisfied enough?

Wen Wanwan felt that her heart hurt so much, so painful, but she couldn't help but covet Shi Mingxun's warmth.

I have always known that your gentleness has never belonged to me, but I have never been able to resist the tenderness of your charity.

Like a moth to a fire, he did not hesitate to fight until he perished. This is a true portrayal of Wen Wanwan, and it is also her strongest heart.

Because of Shi Mingxun's arrival, Wen Wanwan specially asked for two days off to accompany him. Although she always knew that Shi Mingxun might not stay here for long, and he wouldn't stay long.

He was so busy that he didn't have time to stay with him in the mountains and forests. He will always be suitable for the bustling metropolis, not like he will always be able to stay in such a depressed place. Loneliness in old age.

I borrowed a rooster from Aunt Niu next door and went to the only old woman in the village who had cows to milk some milk.

The cows in the old woman's house were very old and did not know when they would die. However, it is still the responsibility of producing milk for the whole village. There is no way that he is the only cow, and if the others want to drink milk, they can only use goat's milk instead.

However, ordinary people's mouths are not used to drinking goat's milk, just like mutton, goat's milk always has a strange and very unique taste. Very few people are able to like it.

And Shi Mingxun is so picky, how could he drink goat's milk, and it was because of this gentleness that he made an exception to get some milk.

The fresh milk that marries home cannot be eaten directly, and needs to be boiled in a pot at home to kill the virus, and at the same time changes the taste of some milk.

It's completely different from the bags of pure milk that we usually drink.

The former is all-natural and has a high nutritional value. And the latter does not know what additives and some messy things are mixed with. Like water, milk has no value at all.

The milky white liquid slowly boiled in the pot to give out an enticing flavor, and the sticky rice porridge kept rolling in the clay stove fire next to it.

The small kitchen was filled with the enticing smell of food, which wafted in front of Shi Myung-hoon, who hadn't eaten for a whole day.

kept seducing Shi Mingxun's appetite.

I'm so hungry, this is the first feeling Shi Mingxun felt when he woke up, he was really hungry. A little reluctantly turned over, and his eyes had not yet opened, and he suddenly felt that his bed felt so strange today.

It's hard and a bit of a scum, and the quilt on my body is not the silk quilt I used to like to cover, but a cotton quilt that feels a little damp to the touch.

Shi Mingxun opened his eyes suddenly. The dilapidated roof, the dimly lit room, and the aroma of rice that constantly stimulates my taste buds.

The memories returned to Shi Myung-hoon's brain in an instant, and for the first time, he felt remorse for what he had done while he was drunk.

No, it should be the second time, the first time. They had stones. Thinking of this, Shi Mingxun couldn't help but have a lewd smile on his face. After getting drunk for the first time, he and Wen Wanwan had a small stone, I wonder if there will be a small stone after getting drunk this time?

If that's the case, there's nothing wrong with that.

Thinking that there would be another soft little thing lying in his arms, and constantly asking himself to call his father, Shi Mingxun felt that everything he was unhappy as if he had been cured by this incident. A particularly lewd smile also appeared on his face.

And when Wen Wanwan came in with milk, she happened to see Shi Mingxun sitting on the bed alone, with a particularly lewd smile on his face, while his hand caressed his chest without hesitation.

At that time, Wen Wanwan was stunned, he had never seen such a demented Shi Mingxun? Not to mention such a lewd smile and behavior.

She couldn't help but cough in a low voice twice, and said to Shi Mingxun that there was another person in this room, so that he could restrain a little, at least not do such obscene behavior again.

It was also after hearing the gentle cough that Shi Mingxun woke up from his fantasy dream. He quickly took back the hand that was originally caressing his chest from above, and sat there with a straight face, not daring to look at Wen Wanwan's expression.

He was afraid that he would see something from above, which hurt his fragile self-esteem.

In fact, his self-esteem is really fragile, he can't tell Wen Wanwan that he was Sichun just now, it's too embarrassing.

No, this is not just a question of shame or not, this is already a question of whether you can raise your head in the future.

But fortunately, Wen Wanwan didn't ask what happened just now when she walked up to Shi Mingxun. He just casually stuffed the milk into his hand.

"It's time for you to get up and eat." After saying that, Wen Wanwan walked out. Although it is still scorching hot in Haicheng, it is as cool as late autumn in this deep mountain and old forest, and it can even be said that it is difficult to see any scorching sun all year round.

In the eyes of the people in the village, the sun will always be like that, tepidly hanging in the sky. There has never been a way to understand what the city people say it is like to be scorching hot.

After getting up from the bed slowly, he drank the milk that Wen Wanwan stuffed into his hand in small sips, but he felt that his stomach was even more hungry.

This feeling made Shi Mingxun extremely uncomfortable, and he tentatively walked outside the room little by little.

It was also at this time that Shi Mingxun had the opportunity to take a closer look at the courtyard where Wen Wanwan lived.

It's a very small yard, the ground of the yard is still some dirt, and in the middle of the yard there is a large graphite, and not far from the graphite is a low adobe house. And that's where the smell of food comes from.

So Shi Mingxun can also be sure from this that there is the kitchen. But what puzzled Shi Mingxun was that the bedroom had a kitchen, but where did they have to eat!

Shi Mingxun really couldn't think about this result for a while, and finally he stopped his eyes on the big stone mill in front of him.

I have to admit that in addition to his height, his size and others are really in line with the image of a dinner table, although he has a lot of things that he shouldn't have. Sometimes, though, you don't need to worry that much.

Although he thought so, when Wen Wanwan really brought out the things that Shi Mingxun was going to eat from the kitchen and put them on the stone mill, Shi Mingxun still felt that he couldn't bear this cruel reality.

Although he felt that he was ready to accept a primitive life, he should not be so rude, nor should he be so straightforward.

However, although he couldn't accept it, he still followed his instincts and worked hard towards food step by step.

He was really hungry, and hunger had overcome all his thoughts now. As for whether the place to eat is too simple or too rude, it is no longer a question for him to think about, and now he only has the bowl of sweet and delicious porridge in his eyes.

and the golden yellow pancakes next to him, as well as the side dishes that didn't look very good, but the smell continued to make people's mouths drool.

He really couldn't help it, looked at the "dinner table" that was still so unpleasant, and considered his current situation, and finally Shi Mingxun resolutely made a decision.

I'll talk about it when I'm full. He came to the stone mill in one lunge step, grabbed a pancake in one hand, and casually rolled it into his mouth.

That smell, it's really a thought. No, it really can't be described by his wordlessness at all.

Although the farmer is far away from the city, everything seems so tattered, everything is so backward, but the human taste has always maintained the pursuit of food and desire.

The farmers here satisfy their palate with their most simple yearning for food. All the food is either home-grown or picked in the mountains, and even the eggs are eaten by native eggs, so the taste does not need to be mentioned at all. Truly authentic.

Constantly challenging Shi Mingxun's taste buds, just one bite has already made him, a notoriously fussy ghost, unable to stop his mouth.

And when he really felt full and put down his chopsticks, he found that all the edible things on the stone mill had been swept away by himself.

And the owner of the food stood not far from him, looking at him with a smile on his face. The tenderness in his eyes is something that Shi Mingxun has never experienced.

Although he was cheeky, he still felt a little embarrassed to do so. After glancing at Wen Wanwan in a hurry, and seeing that she didn't act angrily, he turned around and ran back to the room.

Wen Wanwan shook her head frequently, until now Shi Mingxun still likes to play some children's tempers sometimes.

It's really that people can't do anything about him.

After hastily preparing some more food, Wen Wanwan put away her dishes and chopsticks. While her hands kept moving, her thoughts began to gradually disperse.

It's getting late, and it's certainly unrealistic to walk back from the village to the city on foot. Even if you go to a place with a car, it will be a long way.

So probably Shi Mingxun won't leave again tonight. The fact that he wasn't going any longer meant that he probably had to spend another night in his house.

And thinking of everything that happened after Shi Mingxun came last night, Wen Wanwan couldn't help blushing. I couldn't tell whether I was hoping that Shi Mingxun could stay, or whether I wanted him to leave quickly.

On the one hand, she wants Shi Mingxun to stay, and on the other hand, she hopes that Shi Mingxun can leave, Shi Mingxun is already married to Na Ji, and for the sake of marital loyalty and Miss Na Ji, he should not continue to stay here.

He should leave, not go on in a mistake. They were nothing more than a mistake in their panic last night, a mistake that can only happen once, and must happen only once.

Wen Wanwan's heart knows very well that he is no longer the innocent and romantic girl who doesn't know anything, she knows everything. She even knew why her aunt and sister hated her like that.

It's just because of herself, because she is an illegitimate daughter who can't see the light, just because her mother is a junior who destroys other people's families. That's why I'm being bullied like this.

Everything is due to this lowly and lowly status. The mystery that had been buried in her heart for many years was solved, and all the grievances and self-blame erupted from Wen Wanwan's heart for a while. She wept bitterly.

She once thought about resenting her mother, because it was her embarrassing status that made her unhappy for the rest of her life. She even thought about resenting her father, whose infidelity to his marriage led to the cheating. He hurt himself and his mother.

Although this is the case, but if you really want to say that she hates, Wen Wanwan just shook her head stubbornly. She didn't hate them, and there was no way she could hate them.

No matter what they did wrong, how much they changed their lives and destiny in the future, she couldn't resent them. She couldn't. That's her parents, who gave birth to her and raised her parents. She is not in a position to resent anything and fight for something.

She doesn't hate, no one hates her, fate is already like this, do you want to make her more miserable. Does it make him more painful?

Why not try to look a little bit away, maybe from a different perspective, life will be very different.

It was her kind of thinking that made her start to face her life positively, but the appearance of Shi Mingxun broke all her plans.

She even invisibly followed her mother's old path again, and she became a junior. The spatula in Wen Wanwan's hand inadvertently slashed through her hand and landed the stone ground, making a crisp sound.

At this time, Wen Wanwan had already burst into tears. She doesn't want to be a junior, she really doesn't want to be a junior, she doesn't want to destroy anyone's feelings, she doesn't want to destroy anyone's family, she really doesn't want to.

Wen Wanwan's expression was a little dazed. Apparently frightened by her own thoughts, she crouched on the ground and tried to hug her thin body, forming herself into a small ball. The tears on his face did not stop, and his palm-sized little face was full of grief.

This made Shi Mingxun, who rushed over as soon as he heard the sound, feel heartache again and again.

"Wanwan," Shi Mingxun's voice was very gentle, and there was even a trace of pity that he didn't even perceive, and he stretched out his arms to hug this distressing woman. The mother of her children, his future wife, but it was clear that Wen Wanwan did not appreciate it.