After the separation, the space of Lingquan was filled up, and he was so angry that he went crazy

For some reason, at this time, Du Xiaoli became more and more calm. She stared at Wang Ronghua and asked word by word:

"If you do this, are you worthy of me?"

Wang Ronghua lowered his head and had nothing to say. He closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

He didn't want to do this, but since Du Xiaoli couldn't give birth to a son, he really had no choice.

"When I married you, your house had only four walls and a dilapidated straw house. I didn't want anything except for you to be good to me.

I married you despite the objections of my whole family. I used all the dowry to repair the house and subsidize the family.

In the past ten years, I have been pregnant five times and given birth to four daughters. In order to give birth to a son for you, I have exhausted my body.

But at this time, you are hanging out with Widow Yang..."

Du Xiaoli's body was already shaking slightly, and her stomach was tingling, but she couldn't care anymore.

"You...you..." One thing happened after another. Wang Yushu covered his chest and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Lin Lanjuan explained with an anxious look: "Xiaoli, don't believe the kid's nonsense..."

"Shut up, you old guy is not a good person. You followed your son and hid it from me. You two are like a nest of snakes and rats." As soon as Lin Lanjuan spoke, Du Xiaoli immediately glared at her.

She thought of Lin Lanjuan and Wang Ronghua coming to fool her in the morning. At this time, in her heart, everyone in this family was not a good person, and everyone was deceiving her.

Lin Lanjuan was scolded so much that she could not refute.

Wang Ronghua's face was even more ugly. Seeing Du Xiaoli's scolding, the anger in his heart could not be suppressed.

"Why are you speaking so harshly? You think I want to do this because you are not satisfied with your pregnancy and are pregnant with a loser, and you can't have another baby.

If you can't give birth to a son, you're fine if I don't give up. Why do you have the nerve to scold me? "

Du Xiaoli felt her head buzzing and her whole body was shaking. Her face suddenly turned pale as paper, and her vision gradually became blurry.

"Mother, mother, wuwuwu, mother, what's wrong with you?" Before Du Xiaoli fell into coma, what came into view was Wang Xiaohua's crying face.

Wang Ronghua and Lin Lanjuan were both frightened, fearing that something might happen, so they immediately called Wang Datou. Du Xiaoli's body was covered in blood, and the child probably could not be saved.

Wang Yushu ignored the farce in front of him and just asked Wang Dahua to return the meat to Mrs. Su.

The sun gradually sets over the western mountains, and night slowly falls over the mountains.

Su Yue and her children have just returned home.

The first thing I did when I got home was to boil water for the two children to take a bath. This time I bought a large bathtub, so I could finally take a good bath, but boiling water was a bit troublesome.

Of course, Su Yue will definitely not use a bathtub with her child. She usually washes in a separate space.

Today she bought a lot of clothes for her two children.

After taking a bath and putting on clean new clothes, the two children happily lay on the bed and played.

Wang Dashan taught Wang Erya the words he learned seriously, and Wang Erya learned it very seriously.

Su Yue was busy cleaning the house, washing clothes, hanging clothes, and tidying up the house.

Now she has fully entered the role of mother. She didn't know or know many things before, but now in three or two days, she has done it smoothly.

By the time I was done, it was completely dark.

She returned to the room, glanced at the two children, covered them with quilts, and then entered the space.

The vegetables, herbs, mushrooms, etc. grown in the space all grow very well.

Not to mention the animals raised, all of them are extremely fat. Of course, due to the limitations of space, they have not become overrun.

Su Yue yawned and went to the third floor. First she went to the bathroom and took a comfortable bath.

There was no one else in this space anyway, so Su Yue came out of the bathroom naked, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep in a short while.

What a tiring day! !

This time she had another dream.

The big red sedan chair was swaying, there were loud gongs and drums outside the sedan chair, and firecrackers were blasting, making it very lively.

Su Yue dreamed that she was the bride in the sedan chair.

She was happy, shy, excited, and expecting, all kinds of emotions intertwined together, and she nervously held the fan in her hand.

In front of the wedding team was a man riding a tall horse, but Su Yue couldn't see his face clearly. She could only see his angular chin and the raised corners of his mouth.

The sedan chair stopped in front of a magnificent mansion, and she heard people outside congratulating her.

"Congratulations to the general on marrying a beautiful lady."

"Congratulations, may you have a son soon and grow old together."

"Congratulations, General. What a blessing."

The man stood upright, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He was wearing a bright red robe with a big red flower hanging on his chest. He just stood in front of the sedan chair and nodded in reply to everyone's congratulations.

Her noble and cool temperament is natural, like pines and bamboos after snow, which is very eye-catching.

Su Yue tried hard to see his face clearly, but his face was always obscured by a layer of fog, and she couldn't see clearly no matter how hard she tried.

Then there were things like kicking the sedan door, stepping over the brazier, and so on.

The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, and the bride was helped out of the sedan chair. Po Xi held her hand over the bride, but the groom didn't accept it at all, and just picked her up horizontally.

The bride was startled and subconsciously hugged the man's neck.

Su Yue was a bystander, but she was also the bride. She felt it was inexplicably sweet. She could feel the man's body temperature and his powerful heartbeat.

He just carried her across the saddle, across the brazier, and finally arrived at the wedding hall.

After bowing in a daze, the man carried her to the bridal chamber without letting her move a step throughout the process.

With the frolicking crowd behind her, Su Yong buried her face in the groom's arms shyly, and then heard the man's warm whisper in her ears.

"Ruan Ruan, I finally married you!" At this time, the man was even happier than he had won the battle.

The bride lowered her head shyly, feeling inexplicably excited.

Su Yue felt the same, but she was more curious about why she had such a strange dream.

Who is this man, why can’t she see his face clearly, and why does this bride look the same as her? ?

And the dream she had last time was also about a general. Is there any connection between these two dreams?

Su Yue didn't have time to think too much, and the scene in the dream immediately came to the bridal chamber as if she were just watching the flowers on horseback.

But no matter whether the dream was long or short, fast or slow, she felt like she was experiencing it herself.

In the bridal chamber, the curtains fell layer by layer, the red lamps and red candles complemented each other, and the entire bridal chamber was filled with an ambiguous red halo.

Just like the bride's rosy face and fair skin, they crazily stimulate people's eyes.

Su Yue was forced to experience what it meant to have her first period, and her ears were filled with the man's heavy breathing and the ambiguous whispers.

When tears fall from the corners of his eyes, he will kiss them gently and say I love you over and over again.

The bride is her, but not her. Although Su Yue resisted, she was very cooperative in the dream and even hugged the groom's neck and said.

"Xiao Han, can we never separate?"

Gradually sinking into the dream, Su Yue remembered a name - Leng Xiaohan!

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