The wrong marriage: the arrogant husband comes to farm

Chapter 61
"Mother, you forgot, Mr. has been sick for the past few days and went home." Nan Chengyan got up and hurried to the door, fearing that his mother would hold him back for questioning, "Mother, rest well, my son will leave first."

He disappeared at the door in a blink of an eye. Mrs. Nan was funny and angry when she saw him yelling anxiously. When she looked up, she saw Guanshi Zhang looking at her with eyes full of smiles. big hand.

"I've wronged you, this kid Yan'er is really getting more and more ignorant, don't take it to heart."

"I watched Yan'er grow up, and I understand his temper. It's you who worry about Yan'er every day. I feel distressed when I see it." Guanshi Zhang stroked Mrs. Nan's new white hair on the temples. , looking lovingly at the woman in front of her, after years of baptism, she has already changed from the modest lady of the past to the graceful posture of today, but the charm of her body has not diminished in the slightest, even better than before.

"After the old man passed away, the members of the Nan family all stared at this small amount of family property, and Yan'er was too innocent and ruthless. If I don't worry about Yan'er, I'm afraid this family property will be plundered in the future. Wouldn't Yan'er be drinking the northwest wind at that time?" Mrs. Nan shook her head worriedly, "No matter what, one day they won't touch our Nan family!"

"Wan'er, don't worry, your child is my child. But no matter what, you have to take care of yourself. Seeing you like this makes me feel like a knife is piercing my heart." Guanshi Zhang gently hugged Mrs. Nan in his arms .

Hearing Guanshi Zhang's strong heartbeat, Mrs. Nan finally stretched her brows, and wrapped her arms around the man's strong waist.

That night, the sky suddenly thundered and thundered, and it rained.Qin Mengyao was thinking about the mat of Sophora japonica flowers in the courtyard, dragged and dragged the mat in with great difficulty, although he was careful in every possible way, he still sprinkled a lot on the ground, after the rain, it was immediately covered with mud.

Qin Mengyao picked it up in the basket with distress, and returned to the room. His clothes were already drenched and the spring was cold, so he sneezed several times immediately.It's a pity that nearly a basket of Sophora japonica flowers was lost, and the yellowed petals were stained with wet soil. If washed with water, it would not have the original effect. Qin Mengyao was so distressed that he held the basket and was very annoyed.

The Sophora japonica flowers on the mat have already been half-dried in the sun, although they are wet by the rain, they are not in the way.Qin Mengyao changed his wet clothes, rinsed the pagoda tree flowers in the basket, spread them out on the table to dry, and prepared to make some pagoda tree flower cakes for the next morning. After finishing everything, he lay down on the bed.

Lying down and listening to the sound of raindrops outside the window, Qin Mengyao suddenly felt lost.

"Sit alone in front of the window and listen to the wind and rain, the sound of the rain beating the plantains and weeping, please Jing Hong to ask the old man." Qin Mengyao whispered softly, every word seemed like a thorn in his heart.

One year spent similar, each year is different.It was also listening to the rain late at night, but to Qin Mengyao, it seemed like a lifetime away.The old man who used to listen to the rain together is now separated by thousands of years. Even if the swan goose transmits the voice, he still has no chance to meet each other. How can one not feel sad...

The sound of ticking continued all night. When I got up early, although the sound of rain had subsided, I opened the door and looked, but it was still foggy.Until noon, Nan Chengmo still did not appear, and the children in the village were happy to play at home for a day because their husband asked for leave.

After noon, the sky was still gloomy. Aunt Li had nothing to do at home, so she came to visit. Seeing Qin Mengyao's mess in the room, she couldn't help but reach out to help tidy it up.

"I heard from Zhong'er's father that Mr. Nan has gone home?" After chatting for a long time, Aunt Li asked tentatively. Seeing that Qin Mengyao's face was normal, she continued with confidence, "I don't know which one in the city?" The son of a rich family, Zhong'er's father said that the carriages that came to pick up Mr. Nan were all covered with gold and silver, very grand!"

(End of this chapter)