My Husband Is the Villain

Lin Qingxu felt that Su Yan was hiding something from him.

She had heard Su Yan's sigh more than once in a daze, but apart from sighing, she could always feel his nostalgic touch when she was unconscious.

At first, she thought it was because she was dreaming, but more often, she wanted to comfort herself, but it was difficult to establish.

She turned her head to the side and gently lifted the window covering the carriage, and the warm sunlight filtered in, but it was difficult for her to penetrate into her heart.

"Madam, don't think too much. There has been an accident in the shop these few days. The master and the eldest young master are busy with business matters. Maybe this is what disturbed the eldest young master's mind." Fang Yin, who was also sitting on the carriage Hearing her doubts, she comforted her.

Seeing Lin Qingxu's nodding, Fangyin loosened the window screen on her hand to block the cool wind blowing in, and her voice became light: "Besides, Madam, you are a man now, don't think about so many things, please disturb me. The mood is not good for the child. The eldest young master hopes that the wife and the child can be well."

When Lin Qingxu heard what she said, a smile finally appeared on her face, and she nodded.

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The horse's hoof touched the flat slate pavement, making a clattering sound. The Su Mansion was not far from Fangxiu's house. After a while, the carriage drove into its destination.

Fang Xiu was embroidering in the house, and Lin Qingxu's arrival did not inform her in advance.

After getting off the carriage, she stopped the next person from going to report and walked to Fang Xiu's hut in person.

There are not many servants in the house, and the furnishings are based on the purchase, only some practical things have been added, but the courtyard has been opened up very well. There are separate flower beds and vegetable fields in the front yard, while the back yard is a feeding farm, which is a safe place for chickens, ducks and ducks such as Ah Mao.

The Su Mansion was rich and powerful, and Mrs. Su knew that Fang Xiu’s temperament could not ask for money from the Su family, so he sent a pile of firewood, rice, oil, and salt every ten days and a half months.

In this way, there are very few places where she needs to spend money.

Even so, Fang Xiu is not a person who can stay idle. She still spends her time doing embroidery or making clothes every afternoon according to her previous habit, so as to pass the time and avoid loneliness.

When Lin Qingxu knocked on the door and entered the house, Fang Xiu was embroidering a screen of a sea of ​​peony flowers.

Next to the embroidered cloth, there was a bright red apron that was obviously worn by a child, with a smiling doll embroidered on its face, very festive.

"Why did A-Xu come to A-Niang?" Fang Xiu sorted out the thread and put the large piece of embroidered cloth aside. Seeing that she was looking at the small belly pocket, she didn't mean to hide it, so she told her generously, "Except for the belly pocket, I'm also going to make some small clothes, and I'll bring them to you in two months."

Lin Qingxu said warmly, "Thank you, Auntie."

Fang Xiu chuckled and sat on the table opposite her: "What's there to thank? I made it for my future grandson. Besides, even if you want to prepare it, even your embroiderer can't do it well."

Lin Qingxu's chest, which had just warmed up, was suddenly splashed with a bucket of cold cold water.

cold heart.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Fang Xiu asked, looking at her.

"It's just that I'm a little bored in the house." Lin Qingxu said calmly, grabbed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table, and took a big mouthful.

Before she could chew, Fang Xiu hit the back of her hand.

"The cakes are cold, you are a person with a body, can't you pay attention?" Fang Xiu showed obvious disgust.

Lin Qingxu rubbed the back of the beaten red hand and pouted: "..."

She is pregnant, and she is going to be a mother. Can't A-Niang be kind to her?

As it turns out, of course not.

Under Fang Xiu's increasingly disgusting eyes, Lin Qingxu silently took out a handkerchief and placed it on the table. Putting a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the handkerchief, she was reluctant to vomit the sweet taste in her mouth, and she quickly chewed and swallowed it while she frowned.

When she was done, she pretended to have nothing to do, put her hands side by side and pressed it on the table, like a poor puppy, she pressed her head on the back of her hands, raised her eyes, and asked Fang Xiu a question innocently: "Auntie , you said, if I have something important to hide from you one day, what are you going to do?"

The words came out too quickly, and after finishing speaking, Lin Qingxu realized that he had not thought about it carefully.

Fang Xiu pursed her lips, and the smiling Lin Qingxu had a chill on her back: "Axu can hide something from me?"

"I'm just assuming, it's not really such a thing!" Lin Qingxu muttered with a wrinkled face, but lacked confidence.

If it really counts, she really has something to hide from Fang Xiu.

She used to be an emerging human being in the 21st century, and she was not Lin Qingxu, a small cannon fodder who inexplicably collided with a novel of immortality in this overhead era.

However, not many people believed what she said about time travel. By this time, she, Fang Xiu and the Su family had gotten along well, and even if she said it, it wouldn't have much impact.

After all, this is no longer an important thing.

Fang Xiu noticed that the guilty conscience quickly floated in her eyes, and she quickly recognized her calmness. She twitched the corners of her mouth, secretly guessing that what she proposed might not be because of herself.

She touched the wall of the teapot, the tea was still hot, she poured a cup for Lin Qingxu and pushed it in front of her, and said slowly, "Since it's something you want to hide, there must be a reason. Generally speaking, if A Xu If you want to hide it from me, there are only three possibilities."

Fang Xiu gently poured herself a cup of hot tea, and saw Lin Qingxu stunned and waited for the next sentence before she said: "The first one, Axu doesn't want her mother to know about it, she thinks this matter may be a threat to me, and wants to protect me. Second, this matter has nothing to do with Mother directly, but it may affect me indirectly, so you choose not to talk about it. Third, both."

"Axu, tell me first, which one is it?" Fang Xiu asked her naturally, taking a sip of tea.

Lin Qingxu was asked, and couldn't find a reply.

Why did Su Yan hide from her, because she didn't know what was going on.

He himself is much smarter than her, and in addition to his impeccable work, what he doesn't want her to know can even make her ignorant. But this time Lin Qingxu could sense that, to a certain extent, it might be because that incident disturbed his mind.

He couldn't control it himself, and exposed those information invisibly.

And what reason did he hide from her? Lin Qingxu always felt that it was a big deal.

The top of his head suddenly warmed, Lin Qingxu's eyelashes trembled, feeling the gentle palm on the top of his head, his throat suddenly choked: "Auntie?"

Fang Xiu smiled and said, "It's all about being mediocre. Since Axu can't think of it, either let it be natural, or just ask for the answer by yourself... It's up to Axu to choose."

Lin Qingxu pondered and nodded lightly. There was unresolved confusion in his eyes.

Fang Xiu sighed silently when she saw her ignorant.

Lin Qingxu was still immature, too young.

She has not experienced enough, and her heart is not strong enough to be disturbed by the world, but it is also because of what she has experienced that she is sensitive but not strong, and is always easily disturbed by herself.

She still needs to grow.

After chatting a few times with Fang Xiu, Lin Qingxu felt much better.

She didn't rush back to Su Mansion, but ran to the chicken and duck pen in the backyard, opening her heart to find fun for herself.

The previous group of bright yellow ducklings, after a few months of growth, have now lost their bright yellow feathers one by one.

As soon as Lin Qingxu and Fangyin passed by, all the echoes were "quack".

Lin Qingxu and Fangyin were strangers to the ducks, and they didn't have the courage to fight. When they saw strangers, they could only flee.

Lin Qingxu held his forehead and looked at the large open space in front of him, and decided to find another way to lure them with food.

The town and Hehua Village have winter and summer, with four distinct seasons, and the corresponding crops are one season a year. There is no modern high-tech planting greenhouse technology here. In winter, the people in the town and the village eat food that is durable and easy to store for a long time, such as cabbage and potatoes.

Every household will dig a cellar for storage underground. In autumn, people build up the reserves of Chinese cabbage and hide them in the cellar. Other potatoes, radishes, etc., are also put in baskets and belts. cellar.

In this way, the good food has to be eaten until the next year's crops mature.

Lin Qingxu took the half-dried vegetable leaves that had been air-dried over time, and threw them into the circle at different distances.

Looking at the ducks who were quacking and squawking before, they were already fascinated by the food. He stepped forward with two short feet like a small fan, and followed the signs of the food to get closer. The corners of Lin Qingxu's mouth curved.

Ducks are not big, they eat very fast, their shriveled mouths open and close, and they quickly eat all the leaves.

It's a pity that the ducks in front of them don't know how to be grateful. When the last vegetable leaf was snatched away by a few ducks, they swayed their short legs and returned to the innermost part of the circle to mix with a bunch of roosters and hens. group.

Of course Ah Mao is also in the rooster and hen industry.

"Fangyin, do you think Ah Mao is really going to become a sperm? Look at him now, isn't he just ignoring me?" Lin Qingxu pointed at Ah Mao from a distance and joked, "So I thought It had a bad temper with me because I beat it with a broom, and it ignored me. Later I found out that it might be because I was pregnant, and Ah Mao conscience found out, don't bother me! But now you see, isn't it? How many little brothers did I eat? It didn't even give me Zhang Zheng's chicken face, are you angry?"

Fang Yin wanted to wipe off her sweat after hearing her words.

Although Fang Yin had also read a lot of bizarre words, but when she told Ah Mao Cheng Jing, of course she didn't believe it at all.

There are immortals, demons, and monsters in this world. There are absolutely no such things.

As for the big red-haired **** in Lin Qingxu's mouth, because she had a grudge against her, because she was pregnant, or because she ate a lot of the same kind of Ah Mao... She was so scared that she didn't want to talk to her, Fang Yin also held a skeptical attitude.

However, suspicion turned into suspicion, Fang Yin couldn't explain the situation with her own understanding, so she could only agree with Lin Qingxu and follow her intention first.

"Amao is really special." Fang Yin said silently, looking at Amao who was chasing a fat duck madly in the distance.

It is really special enough that a chicken can become the head of a group of chickens and a group of ducks!

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