Madam's black history was picked up

They were a group of ruthless pirates, Shen Bixin didn't believe that the pirates would look at the four beautiful brides indifferently, even though Aya said that they could escape unscathed thanks to An Yajie, Shen Bixin still didn't believe it.

No matter how capable she, Anyajie, could be against a group of pirates at sea for more than a month?Shen Bixin felt that the four of them conspired to make up such a lie to deceive them.

After all, this is not something glorious, how could they admit it voluntarily.

So Shen Bixin praised other people's daughters-in-law in front of Aya every day, and which family gave birth to a fat son. Aya really couldn't hear it, so she had a few words with her.

Shen Bixin was furious, saying that Aya wore a bunch of cuckolds for his son, and that her phoenix was not as good as a hen that could lay eggs, and even directly divorced Aya and Yang Dazhuang, saying that it was Yang Dazhuang's idea.

Aya's heartache was so distressing that she almost couldn't breathe, she staggered back to the room, and when she opened the door, she saw Yang Dazhuang standing in front of the window smoking a cigarette.

Yang Dazhuang seldom smoked since they started preparing for pregnancy. When he saw Aya coming in, he took a puff of cigarette and then stubbed it out.

When Aya came in, she saw that there were already several cigarette butts in the ashtray. Seeing that Aya was staring at her, Yang Dazhuang coughed with fists on his lips.

"I couldn't hold back for a while and smoked a few more. I won't do it next time?" Yang Dazhuang walked past Aya while talking.

Aya turned around and looked at Yang Dazhuang's back: "Are you unhappy, why, because I'm still your mother?"

Yang Dazhuang turned around weakly: "Let's not keep repeating the same topic, shall we? Saying the same thing too many times will make people think it's perfunctory."

"Then are you perfunctory me now?"

Yang Dazhuang squeezed the swollen eyebrows: "Go to sleep, if you really think my mother is difficult to get along with, we can just move out tomorrow."

After Yang Dazhuang finished speaking, he was about to turn around and go to the bathroom. Aya grabbed his arm: "Aren't you even willing to coax me now? Are you bored with me, or are you bored with such a life?"

"Do you want me to coax you, do you want to listen to those same words?"

Aya bit her lip tightly, looking at Yang Dazhuang's impatient expression, she could only blink frequently, otherwise tears would flow out.

Yang Dazhuang was very powerless: "You said you would live at home after getting married. You said you could have a good relationship with your mother, but you didn't. When I come home from get off work every day, the house is full of smog."

"After I finished coaxing my mother, I have to coax you. I repeat the same thing every day. I feel like I am reciting lines when I talk to you now. Aya, I am really tired. This endless loop of performances, I really I really want to stop."

When Aya heard the word "stop", tears flowed down her cheeks, and she asked Yang Dazhuang with a choked voice: "You want to stop, did you think about it a long time ago?"

Yang Dazhuang closed his eyes and squeezed the aching brows, but did not speak.

Seeing Yang Dazhuang's reaction, Aya smiled weakly, she wiped away the tears on her face: "Since you want to stop, then let's divorce."

Yang Dazhuang opened his eyes in astonishment: "Aya, do you know what you are talking about?"

Aya turned her head and stopped looking at Yang Dazhuang, but her tears flowed violently.

"Aya, I always thought that you are a person who takes feelings very seriously, and you will not give up easily as long as you believe in it, but now, you actually said the word 'divorce' so easily."

Yang Dazhuang looked sad, with tears in his eyes.

Aya bit her lips tightly, not letting herself break down and cry, Da Zhuang, isn't that what you want to stop, aren't you tired of this kind of life and me?Then why are you still sad, are you lying to me, or your mother is lying to me?
Seeing that Aya didn't speak, Yang Dazhuang took two steps back with a wry smile.

"Someone said long ago that in love, whoever falls in love first loses. I didn't believe it at the time, but now I believe it. The love that is exchanged for humbleness is really worse than bullshit."

"You want a divorce, whatever you want." Yang Dazhuang slammed the door out after roaring, Aya squatted on the ground covering her mouth, crying uncontrollably.

When Aya said this, she raised her head and drank another big sip of wine, then leaned back on the sofa exhaustedly.

"Before I got married, I always thought that I would handle the relationship with my mother, but now I understand that I am like a salesman selling domestic cars, and what her mother wants to buy is imported sports cars, and she still discriminates against domestic cars. customers."

"That's why she won't buy my car even if I talk badly, even if I give her one, she won't take it, let alone let her pay for it."

"We are in such a relationship now. I try my best to please her, but she scoffs at me."

On the man's side, Qian Bao snatched the wine bottle from Yang Dazhuang's hand: "Da Zhuang, drink less, those who don't know think you are broken in love."

Yang Dazhuang leaned on the sofa with drunken eyes: "Qian Bao, you will be away for a few months, so where do you put your wife?"

"Nonsense, I kept it at home at the time, so could it be that I still have it with me?"

"Leave it at home, hers or yours?"

"Oh, it's really strange for you to ask this question. She is married to me now, and she will go back to her mother's house as soon as I leave. Do you think it's appropriate? Of course she has to stay at home and serve her in-laws."

While talking, Qian Bao glanced at Song Ci next door: "However, based on Song Ci's sloppy appearance, I guess it's my mother who takes care of her, ha ha."

Yang Dazhuang also glanced at the next door, Aya was drinking, he couldn't help frowning: "Didn't you say you have to prepare for the time of pregnancy, why do you still drink, do you really want to end?"

Yang Dazhuang withdrew his gaze, envious of Qian Bao: "Why is your mother so nice, and she still takes care of your daughter-in-law."

The nervous Qian Bao gave a smirk: "My daughter-in-law is good, our whole family likes her."

Yang Dazhuang twitched the corners of his mouth, and said to himself: "My wife is fine, but why doesn't my mother like her?"

Si Tianmu leaned over and put his arm around Yang Dazhuang's shoulder: "Da Zhuang, look at your decadent expression tonight, did you quarrel with your wife?"

Yang Dazhuang let out a long sigh: "I don't know if that counts as a quarrel. The life after marriage is far less free than when we were in love. Everyone says that marriage is a shackle, which is absolutely true."

A celebration party turned into a venting party for Yang Dazhuang and Aya to drink away their sorrows. By the end of the party, they were all drunk.

Yang Dazhuang and Aya each drove a car, Anyajie helped Aya find a substitute driver, Yang Dazhuang wanted to drive by himself, but was stopped by Si Tianmu and Qian Bao, and finally helped him find a substitute driver.

From the beginning to the end, Aya and Yang Dazhuang did not speak.

After Yang Dazhuang got into the car, he asked the valet driver to pull over after walking for a while, and he drove by himself. The valet driver couldn't hold back Yang Dazhuang, so he had to get out of the car.

Yang Dazhuang sat back in the driver's seat with clear eyes, and followed Aya unhurriedly.

Aya didn't go home, but went to her own apartment. Yang Dazhuang frowned, and followed her slowly, all the way to the downstairs of the apartment.

After getting out of the car, Aya squatted on the side of the road and vomited. Yang Dazhuang didn't even think about it, he unbuttoned his seat belt and ran out of the car, patting Aya's back lightly.

Aya turned around, and when she saw that the person behind her was Yang Dazhuang, she burst into tears, and she just looked at Yang Dazhuang without blinking.

Yang Dazhuang stepped forward and hugged Aya, Aya closed her eyes, letting the tears fall wantonly.

"We shouldn't do this." Yang Dazhuang hugged Aya tightly, his eyes flickering.

In this situation, Zhang Hexuan's familiar melody echoed in the air.

"We shouldn't let go of love like this, how do we smile passively, no matter right or wrong, at least in the end reality loses, imaginary competitors, we shouldn't let go of love like this, how do we love Not happy..."

Yang Dazhuang carried the drunken Aya upstairs, and after putting her on the bed, Yang Dazhuang went to the bathroom to get a towel wet with warm water, and carefully wiped Aya's face.

Aya kept looking at Yang Dazhuang like this, and Yang Dazhuang caressed Aya's beautiful face emotionally, tilted his head and kissed her lips lightly.

"In the future, let's live here, it makes me feel very warm here."

"Okay." Aya closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

Between lovers, there can be many reasons for quarreling, but there must be more good reasons. Sometimes without talking, a heart-warming gesture and an affectionate kiss can make both parties reconcile as before, or even better .

In Si Tianmu's car, Anyajie leaned on Si Tianmu's shoulder, talking non-stop like a chatterbox.

"Tell me, if I still can't conceive a child, will your mother be like Yang Dazhuang's mother, who will always show embarrassment to her daughter-in-law?"

"No, my mother is fine."

"Tch, I've been drinking Dabu Tang for two months, and my stomach hasn't moved yet. Didn't you notice that your mother's face is getting darker?"

"It's dark, I didn't see it, she was not happy when we went back. Don't let Aya's negative emotions affect you, and resist your good mother-in-law."

Anyajie rolled her eyes: "Of course you love your own mother. You see, Yang Dazhuang always loves her daughter-in-law every time. He's the one who loves others."

"What is your mother, my mother, our mother." Si Tianmu rubbed the top of Anyajie's head.

"Daughter-in-law, I have to talk to you carefully. It's not good for you to be so duplicitous."

Anyajie blew up when she heard that, she got up and stared at Si Tianmu viciously: "Where am I double-faced?"

"Look, look, you always bark your teeth and claws in front of us, like a little wild cat, and you are docile like a house cat in front of my mother. Isn't this double-faced and three-handed?"

Anya gave Si Tianmu a white look, and then leaned back on his shoulder: "What do you know? This is the smart way for mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to get along. One side of the family has to make concessions. If everyone wants to point the needle at the wheat, then How are you doing?"