A car accident, our family of three crossed

In the darkness, Song Ning was picked up by the waist. She clung to Hang Shuheng's neck in panic, only to find that he had turned off the lights at some point.

"What are you doing? Put me down." Song Ning said in a low voice.

Hang Shuheng didn't do so, but carried her to the kang, "We haven't been together for a long time."

"No..." Song Ning supported his chest with her hands, a little shy, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Don't do this, the child, the child is still here..."

"It's okay, let's keep the noise down and won't disturb the children." After Hang Shuheng finished speaking, he pulled the quilt over them. Even if the emperor came, he couldn't interrupt his good deeds now.

The room, which was originally filled with moonlight, fell into endless darkness due to the obstruction of the quilt. The long-lost intimacy amplified the feeling infinitely in the darkness...

The moonlight shone through the window, and you could vaguely see the bulging quilt on the kang rising and falling in the moonlight, with suppressed and joyful moans leaking out from the quilt from time to time.

The night is still very long...

This love entanglement did not end until almost dawn. Afterwards, Hang Shuheng cleaned Song Ning's body with a satisfied look on his face, put clothes on her, and looked at her sleeping face, feeling extremely satisfied.

Holding his beloved woman in his arms, Hang Shuheng had no sleepiness at all. He was like a monk who had started eating meat and wanted to taste it again and again. But seeing that she was too tired, he really couldn't bear to bother her anymore. Well, there was still a long way to go.

The next day, Song Ning woke up late. When she woke up, she opened her eyes to see a childish face that was looking at her like a curious baby.

Seeing her wake up, Yang Yang asked, "Mom, are you sick?"

Hang Shuheng came in with breakfast and said, "Don't worry, Yangyang. Mother is just a little tired."

His words had some implications. Song Ning couldn't help but glare at him before she stood up. She felt her hands and feet were still a little weak, and her clothes were brought to her.

"My lady, you are tired. Let me help you change your clothes."

Song Ning's pretty face turned red, "You..." shameless.

After a night of nonsense, she almost didn't remember how she fell asleep at night, let alone how long this guy had been tossing and turning. Fortunately, she was now in good shape, and this guy had done a good deed by not letting her lose her composure in front of the child.

Song Ning quietly pinched a piece of soft flesh on Hang Shuheng's waist, twisted it around, and appreciated his mask of pain before letting go with satisfaction, picking up his clothes and putting them on behind the screen.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so wrinkled?" Yang Yang's voice came from outside the screen, and Song Ning couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Daddy is fine, Daddy was scratched by a cat." It was indeed a cat, and there were still scratches on his back left at night.

"What? We have a cat at home? Where is it?" When Yangyang heard about the cat, his eyes suddenly brightened up. Children can't resist small animals.

"Yes, we have a big cat at home, and it can really scratch people."

"Where is it?"

"Behind that screen."

Yangyang happily ran to look behind the screen, and Song Ning just happened to come out dressed. After Yangyang looked around, he walked out disappointedly and said, "There's only my mother behind the screen, not the cat."

"Don't look for him anymore. Daddy was just teasing you. Come and have breakfast." Song Ning couldn't help but glare at Hang Shuheng again. What nonsense was he talking about in front of the child?

Hang Shuheng cleared his throat, knowing that he was in the wrong, and promised to get a cat for Yangyang in the future. Only then did he appease the child.

Hang Shuheng did what he said. After breakfast, he went to the village to ask if anyone had a cat. He happened to find out that someone had a cat and it happened to have a litter of kittens. That day, Hang Shuheng brought back a little tabby cat. Yangyang was so happy that he would not let go of the little tabby cat and even fed it water and food himself.

Hang's mother was quite resentful about having a new cat in the house, but since no one else in the family took her seriously, she could only give up. She began to realize that she was no longer the one who could call the shots in this family.

It had been several days since Wan Baolu and Zhang Cuiju had last visited them. Even though nothing had happened, Hang Shuheng and Song Ning had not taken it lightly. Hang Shuheng had truly ensured that wherever he was, his wife and children would be there too.

They thought that Wan Baolu would take revenge when he could not get the blueprints, but what they never expected was that Wan Baolu's revenge did not come, and the eldest son of the village head, He Tiesheng, was in trouble. When they got the news and rushed to the village head's house, the village doctor was also invited to come and check the situation together.

He Tiesheng was lying on the kang at this moment, his legs unable to move. The ferocious expression on his face and the occasional groans of pain showed that he was in great pain.

They didn't know what exactly happened, but the doctor was checking the injuries at the moment, so they couldn't ask.

The doctor touched and pressed He Tiesheng's leg, causing him to howl in pain. After checking, the doctor said, "This leg was broken by someone! I can't treat this injury. You have to go to the city and ask a doctor who is good at setting bones."

Who could be so cruel to break someone's legs? Hang Shuheng was puzzled, but what he should be more concerned about at this time was He Tiesheng's injury. The most urgent thing was to find a doctor, and he couldn't just sit there and wait until the doctor arrived.