Qizai returns, she is snapped up by wealthy bosses

"shut up!"

At this moment, Li Zhenshen interrupted Mrs. Ya with a livid face.

He didn't want to hear any more.

The more Mrs. Ya talks, the more displeased he becomes!

The more he spoke, the more it hit Li Zhenchen's sore spot!

So Li Zhenchen scolded Mrs. Ya to stop talking!

Seeing that Li Zhenchen was almost furious, Mrs. Ya stopped talking!

She looked at Li Zhenchen with her beautiful eyes.

There are so many emotions in those beautiful eyes.

With a bit of bitterness.

With a bit of sadness.

And with a bit of questioning.

And this look in his eyes made Li Zhenchen feel like a thorn in his back.

He ignored Mrs. Ya and walked straight away!

........

North.

The woman came to the Song Dynasty painter.

This is her third time here.

This time she brought her own mashed potatoes.

Children like to eat it very much.

So the woman brought a big bowl this time.

The children cheered and went to eat mashed potatoes.

Only Li Momo didn't like eating it very much.

He doesn't like eating these soft things.

But when everyone held his hand and asked him to eat together.

Li Momo left.

He even hid the fact that he didn't like mashed potatoes.

And looking at the children eating the mashed potatoes she made, joy flashed in the woman's eyes.

She looked at the seven children longingly.

It's like looking at your own child.

Song Hua was beside the woman, and a smile flashed in his eyes when he saw this.

She knew that her original decision was not wrong.

Although this woman did do something bad that night.

But she's really not a bad person at heart.

After calming down, the woman came to apologize the next day.

Apologize to yourself.

Apologize to seven children.

Song Hua and the seven children all chose to forgive.

Before leaving, the woman asked Song Hua a little cautiously if what he said that night still counted.

Song Hua told the woman, it counts.

From then on, the woman came every day.

This is already the third day.

And every time I come, I have to bring food made by myself.

In just a few days, Song Hua became relatively familiar with the woman.

The woman's name is Winnie.

My ancestors were Chinese.

So she also knows some Chinese.

In the conversation between Song Hua and Pooh, after learning about Pooh's tragic loss of three children, he felt very sorry for Pooh.

Although Pooh is a round older than Song Hua.

But the two of them got along quite well.

Moreover, in this small town, there are few people, so the two people quickly became friends.

........

The seven children finished their mashed potatoes and went to nap shortly after.

Children have always had the habit of taking naps.

Pooh hasn't left yet.

When she saw the seven children, her eyes were like nails, wanting to be nailed to the children all the time.

Seeing that Pooh hadn't left, Song Hua decided not to take a nap yet.

She stayed with Pooh.

As a result, for some reason, Pooh suddenly thought of his son who was buried under the snow-capped mountains.

She cried again.

Song Hua comforted Pooh.

She wiped the tears on Pooh's face with a tissue, and then said: "Don't cry, maybe your child is sitting on the clouds in the sky, looking at you."

Pooh subconsciously glanced up.

She shook her head: "My child is not in the sky, I didn't see him."

"He is covered by the clouds, so you can't see him." Song Hua said, "But you have to believe that he must be there."

Speaking of this, Song Hua was silent for a while.

Then she said: "The man I loved most, and the man who loved me most, is dead."

"Every time I think about my man, I look up and imagine him sitting on a cloud in the sky looking at me."

Pooh was startled.

Because Song Hua was still young.

So when he saw her alone with her child, Pooh thought Song Hua was probably divorced.

But she never imagined that she was her deceased husband.

"So you're a widow?" Pooh asked.

Although I can speak Chinese.

But Pooh's Chinese is very weak.

Moreover, Pooh has obviously not yet fully understood the profound Chinese language.

She didn't know that it was not good to say this rashly.

But Song Hua didn't care.

Although she is not married to Li Hanting, so what?

In her heart, Li Hanting was already her husband.

What's more, Song Hua is not a person with too many taboos.

So to be called a widow is just a widow.

She doesn't care.

"So be it." Song Hua said.

Pooh's eyes showed sympathy.

She thought she was a poor person.

Song Hua has seven children and is the happiest woman in the world.

But he didn't expect that Song Hua was also a poor person.

At a young age, she lost her husband.

Pooh wanted to comfort Song Hua, but she was not a very talkative person, so she didn't know how to comfort Song Hua at the moment.

Pooh could only stretch out his arms and hug Song Hua.

Song Hua felt a little moved by being embraced by another woman in this foreign country.

She knew that Pooh was comforting herself in his own way.

Song Hua couldn't help but said: "It's unimaginable, Pooh, a few days ago, you still put a pistol to my head, trying to kill my people."

Pooh: "......"

She said ashamedly: "Sorry, painting."

"It doesn't matter." Song Hua said, "I'm not angry anymore, otherwise I wouldn't welcome you to our home to see my children."

"Both the children and I can understand how you were feeling at that time, so Winnie, don't think too much."

"........"

Song Hua's comfort gradually calmed Pooh's mood.

She said: "Hua, what a good woman you are, God, why would you let such a good woman encounter such a tragic thing?"

Song Hua laughed at himself: "Pooh, you are also a good woman, but like me, you have encountered misfortune, so now it seems that God is not a good thing."

Pooh: "......"

She was dumbfounded by Song Hua's words.

After a while, Pooh said: "Hua, it is irreversible that I lost my child, but you still have a chance, you are still young, you can still find another one."

Song Hua refused.

She told Winnie that she loved her husband, very much.

In this life, it is impossible for her to look for it again.

When she said these words, Song Hua's eyes and her tone showed determination, extremely firm.

This determination made Pooh stunned for a moment.

Because here, if a woman loses her husband, she usually looks for him again.

It is rare for someone like Song Hua to be widowed for the rest of his life at such a young age!

Pooh couldn't help but said: "Hua, your husband must be a very good man, so he would let you make such a decision."

"Of course, he is a very, very good man." When Li Hanting was mentioned, Song Hua's eyes couldn't help flashing with pride: "I dare to say that there is no better man than him in the world, no,"

Song Hua changed his mind: "It's not that he is better than him. There is no man as good as him."

"........"

Maybe it’s been too long since I’ve chatted with anyone.

Or maybe it's been too long since I've talked to anyone about Li Hanting.

In short, as soon as this topic was opened, it seemed that it was a bit unbearable.

Song Hua actually started talking nonstop.

Of course they are all talking about Li Hanting.

Finally, Song Hua said: "He is still the most handsome man in the world. I can guarantee that you will never see a man more handsome than him."