Rebirth Seventy Silly Wife, She Has a Space of Fortune

"Hold your child and get out of here, far away!"

Regardless of men and children, Chen Xiaoying left a word, and then slammed the wooden door shut.

The wooden door made a dull sound in this dilapidated room, which sounded like a thunder to the man.

Seeing the child's pale face from crying, the man hugged the child, his face also flushed red.

A different idea emerged in his mind, he was wondering if this marriage was right?What kind of woman did he marry?What can this woman bring to his family?
Looking at the old and rotten house, the contractor had doubts about his future life for the first time.

Chen Xiaoying was immersed in her own thoughts at this time, and she didn't care about other people's thoughts at all.

"Damn Han Jiaojiao, if I'm not happy, you can't be happy either!"

A terrifying thought flashed through her mind.

Like a seed gradually taking root and sprouting in her heart.

After midnight, Chen Xiaoying calmed down.

What she wants to do, she alone is not enough.

Some things still depend on her seemingly honest husband to help.

In this regard, Chen Xiaoying opened the door, looked at the father and son who were huddled in the living room, and instantly put on a crying face.

He walked up to the two of them and put his arms around each other.

With a crying voice, he kept admitting his mistakes, even saying that he was in a bad mood, and attributed all the problems to himself.

The contractor was very honest, and Chen Xiaoying, who looked pretty, lowered his tone to admit his mistake, and all the anger of the night dissipated in an instant.

The honest man sighed, and then put the sleeping child in Chen Xiaoying's arms, "Xiaoying, don't stay like this, we will live a good life, if one day your heart is really not happy, Just take your anger out on me, not on the child, the child is young and doesn't know anything."

"I see, don't worry, I will never do this again."

For Chen Xiaoying, playing herself as a poor person is a matter of ease.

The contractor was holding Chen Xiaoying and the child on his body, "Xiaoying, don't worry, I will definitely make good money and let you and your son live a good life."

"it is good."

Chen Xiaoying nodded, and then leaned on the man, as if she really put herself on the man for the rest of her life.

This night, after all, some people are happy and some are sad.

Han Jiaojiao lay on the bed, listening to the breathing of her husband and three children, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

As long as she closes her eyes, the scene of talking to that contractor will involuntarily appear in her mind.

Immediately, it seemed as if she heard the voice in her ears, which made her always restless.

After finally falling asleep, I had a strange dream again.

Waking up the next day, looking at her family members who were still sleeping soundly, Han Jiaojiao suppressed her strange feeling again.

How to carry out daily life is still how to carry on.

The renovation of the courtyard house was in full swing. Every time Han Jiaojiao was on duty, coupled with her generous conduct, she soon became acquainted with the decoration team.

Looking at the three children brought by Han Jiaojiao, everyone couldn't help but let out a voice of envy.

"You three children are really good-looking. They are a head taller than my child."

The contractor finished his work and came over to take a look. Looking at the white-faced child, he couldn't help but think of his own child.

"The three of them have nothing to do except eat and be naughty every day. Naturally, they grow better than other children."

The corners of Han Jiaojiao's mouth could not help but rise when her child was mentioned.

After chatting for a while, I went to work on my own affairs.

As soon as the contractor returned home, he couldn't help but marvel at the three fat children he saw today, and even picked up his own child and looked him up and down.

Finally, he smacked his lips, "Tsk, it seems that you have to let your kid eat better, or you will be younger than children of the same age."

These adults will lose a little bit, but they must not treat children badly. Now is the time to grow up, and his child is as thin as a monkey.

Chen Xiaoying turned her back on the contractor and gave the contractor a blank look. Given the family's conditions, it is wishful thinking to want a child who can be as good as other people's children, and she does not know where the confidence comes from.

However, she kept an eye out and felt that things had turned around.

The next day.

The contractor headed out the door, and Chen Xiaoying followed.

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

If you want to attack Han Jiaojiao, the first thing you need to do is to grasp Han Jiaojiao's situation.

After Han Jiaojiao explained all the things that should be explained today, she immediately left the courtyard, ready to take the children out to play.

But as soon as she passed through two alleys, she vaguely felt something was wrong.

It's like being followed behind.

But when she turned around, she didn't see any suspicious person, except for a woman who was dressed plainly walking behind, there was no one else.

This strange feeling prevented her from taking the child out to play. That night, Han Jiaojiao had a nightmare.

The dream was extremely real, just like the prophetic dream she had back then.

In the dream, her second son, Shen Chuming, was walking behind her.

But as she was walking, when she turned around, her second son, Shen Chu, was taken away by a village woman. She shouted after the village woman, but the village woman just pretended not to hear.

I chased after her desperately, and when I wanted to snatch the child back, I found that the child was not Shen Chu at all, but turned into another thin and small child.

Han Jiaojiao wanted to see the village woman's face clearly, to see who did such an abominable thing, maybe she couldn't see the village woman's face clearly no matter how she tried.

It's just that the back view and slanted side profile are very familiar, like the person back then.

Han Jiaojiao, who woke up from the dream, quickly got up to check on her son, and she was relieved to see that the child was safe and sound.

Shen Junshan was awakened by her movements and sighs. Seeing his wife sweating profusely and holding Shen Chu still in shock, Shen Junshan couldn't help asking: "Jiaojiao, what's wrong? Did you do it?" Nightmare?"

Seeing her husband's worried expression, Han Jiaojiao opened her mouth, but she still didn't tell him.

She nodded and said, "It was a nightmare. I dreamed that Chuchu was sick and kept crying."

Hearing this, Shen Junshan said a few words of comfort, and then went back to sleep with his wife.

However, Han Jiaojiao had already lost her sleepiness, and began to wonder about the identity of that village woman. She hadn't had a prophetic dream in a year, so this time it must be difficult.