After rebirth, the domineering empress chased her husband

hotel.

in the room.

There is only a layer of glass between the room and the bathroom.

In the bathroom.

Yihan's wet little body stood under the shower, and the warm moisture like rain washed down from the top of Yihan's head.

Leng Hanyan held the shower head in one hand and squeezed out shower gel with the other.

After getting wet, gently massage from the top of the child's head to the lower leg.

The body was cleared of silt in many places, but the skin was not broken.

"Yihan, when you were tired, didn't Aunt Xin carry you or hug you?"

Yihan held the bubbles on her body and blew them.

Said with a smile.

"When I fell, I asked my aunt to carry me, but she said, 'I'm grown up, and I'll experience more hardships than this.' Let me walk on my own."

"Did you cry and ask your aunt to carry you?"

"Once, I fell into a ditch in the scenic area. I cried so hard, but Aunt Xin didn't carry me. Aunt Xin told me that I had to grow up quickly because I would suffer more in the future."

Leng Hanyan felt very uncomfortable when she heard this, watching the child playing with bubbles happily and carefreely.

My heart tightened and tears couldn't stop flowing.

How could she wake up an outsider so easily?

But is Sister Xin really trying to teach her children how to face difficulties, or is she deliberately abusing them?

Her eyes were fixed on Nan Jiu outside the glass.

Fortunately, we booked two rooms, so Sister Xin stayed in one room and my family of three stayed in another.

Otherwise, the child said this.

See how she explains it.

Point to the cleared area on the child's body and touch it gently.

"Yihan, does it hurt?"

While playing, Yihan looked down at the injured area.

It was as if the wound being touched was not his own, and he continued to smile happily.

There was no sign of pain or discomfort.

She replied easily, "It doesn't hurt, Mommy."

Leng Hanyan was a little skeptical. After all, the red blood in the silt-clearing area was only separated by a thin layer of skin, and it seemed like it would burst through the skin and gush out in an instant.

My eyes are moist.

Tears have blocked my vision.

If she hadn't been bathing the child again, the combination of her tears and the water from the flowers would have caused her to collapse long ago.

Said with sobs.

"Daughter, it really doesn't hurt, or you are afraid that mom will be sad."

Yihan grabbed a handful of foam from his body and rubbed it on Leng Hanyan's face which was covered with small water droplets.

"It was very painful before, and I told the auntie, but she didn't care. I cried hard, but she still didn't care. Gradually, the pain went away."

As she listened, her heart ached even more.

No wonder the child didn’t cry or make a fuss despite having so many injuries on his body.

It turned out that the child made a fuss at the beginning, but Sister Xin ignored it. The child gradually got used to it and became numb to the pain.

At this moment, I feel even more guilty.

After all, they are not my own children, so I don’t feel sorry for them.

She washed it carefully.

After half an hour,

The dredging medicine I bought from the merchant has arrived.

Give it to the child and rub it gently.

Nan Jiu stood aside and clenched his hands tighter the more he looked.

See the largest piece of silt removal.

He stood up even more suddenly.

"I really can't bear it anymore. I have to ask her how we have wronged her to abuse our child like this."

As soon as she walked to Leng Hanyan, Leng Hanyan's free hand grabbed her wrist.

She raised her head and stared intently.

His face does not change color.

"She told the child that he would experience more difficult times in the future. Perhaps she was teaching him how to survive."

"You mean, let's see what happens next."

"Ah."

Day two.

She was the first one to get up early.

Opening the window of the hotel, the scenery here belongs to a natural scenic area. Most of the nearby hotels are built in the town at the foot of the mountain.

Of course, they are all very close to the scenic area.

The scenery is naturally pleasant.

There is a small river behind the hotel and the town street in front of it.

There is no hustle and bustle of big cities.

The whole town seemed unusually quiet.

Apart from the hawking of breakfast vendors, there are occasional pedestrians in groups of three or four.

Vehicles drive slowly and pedestrians walk leisurely.

There are willow trees on both sides of the river bank.

I can hear every sound downstairs clearly.

"What do you want to eat?"

"For breakfast, just eat something casually, and for lunch, have a special meal, and then you can go back."

It turned out to be a boy who asked the girl upstairs what she wanted to eat in front of a breakfast shop.

On the other side, there is an elderly retired couple. Their hair is completely gray and their temples are white. The couple smiled at each other and treated each other with respect.

Perhaps they have already smoothed over the impulsiveness and restlessness of their youth, and only then will they appear calm and harmonious in their old age.

Or maybe, being young means quarrels, breakups and reunions, and going through hardships.

When you get older, your days are numbered. Only after experiencing the baptism of time will you be blessed with happiness by God and live to see a couple grow old together!

At this time, a middle-aged man walked by the two old men. His strong muscles were bulging under his clothes. He wore a travel hat on his head and carried a travel backpack on his back.

He took the breakfast from the boss and continued walking forward.

It's very much like the idea of ​​not getting married.

I love sports and traveling. I never want to get married or have children. I just want to live in the present.

She turned back slowly.

Wan'er is on the front line.

Nan Jiu's voice came from behind.

"Honey, what are you looking at? You're so absorbed in it."

She turned around, feeling refreshed.

Replied calmly.

"It turns out that life in the small town in the scenic area is so leisurely and comfortable. It seems to be isolated from the world."

Nan Jiu was stunned when his wife turned around.

She stood in front of the window with white gauze, wearing a white suspender pajamas, her skin and the white of the pajamas blending into one. The warm sun shone directly on her back, and the breeze blew gently, making her hair fly up like willow catkins.

The white groove on his chest made him drool.

He continued to stare at her without blinking until his wife walked up to him.

It was as if there were frightening golden stars in his eyes.

Leng Hanyan and Nan Jiu were very close to each other, staring at each other with distracted eyes.

She slowly approached and saw him sitting on the bed staring at her in a daze.

She knew what he was thinking without even thinking about it.

A head full of yellow plastic.

She straddled his legs and sat lightly on his elastic thighs.

She placed her hands on his neck, interlocking her fingers.

Her eyes were staring at his cold face with affection, and their noses were only a few centimeters away from touching.

She said tenderly.

"Hubby, what do you think is better, living in a small town or living on a mountain tripod in the wilderness, stepping on the clouds every day?"

He slowly came back to his senses, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he swallowed his saliva in big gulps.

His eyes were fixed on her seductive ones.

Hesitating.

"If you want to live in harmony with the world, you have to go to the top of the cloud."

After saying that, he tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and was about to take a sip of the fever-reducing magic weapon.

Unexpectedly, the weight on my legs was reduced and there was no tightness on my neck.

Open your eyes.

Just hear.

"I'll change my clothes and go out to buy breakfast for my husband."

I watched her go into the bathroom.

He felt a heat all over his body, and his lower abdomen was already halfway up.

Helpless, I could only get up depressedly and go to the window to feel the cold wind.

Half an hour later.

Leng Hanyan came up with breakfast.

He placed it on the table and glanced at Nan Jiu. The child just woke up at that moment.

"Hubby, find some clothes for our daughter. I'll go next door and call Sister Xin."

Nan Jiu nodded.

He slowly walked to the bed and took down the clothes hanging on the hanger beside him.

Place it in front of the child and pick up the clothes and shake them flat.

"Yihan, come and get dressed."

Yi Han's little face had a calm expression, and he did not seem close to his father. Instead, he looked indifferent and distant to ordinary people.

She glanced at the clothes out of the corner of her eye.

"Put it somewhere! I can do it myself. Aunt Xin said that I should dress myself when I grow up. If I don't learn to be independent now, who will take care of me when my parents and Aunt Xin are gone? I will have to do it myself then."

A hint of surprise and sadness flashed across Nan Jiu's cold eyes.

What’s surprising is that Yihan and Sister Xin understood a lot of things in just two days.

The sad thing is that he, her blood-related old father, always looks cold and distant in her eyes.

This was the sharp knife that pierced his heart deeply.

At this time, outside the door.

"Yihan, wake up."

Yihan had just finished getting dressed.

Look up.

When I saw Sister Xin, I couldn't stop showing joy on my face.

"Aunt Xin."

A trace of discomfort flashed across Sister Xin's eyes. She didn't dare to look back at Leng Hanyan behind her, but went straight to Yihan.

He shook the pants and handed them to her.

"Today's meaning is great."

Yihan took the pants.

polite.

"Thank you, Aunt Xin."

Leng Hanyan stood at the door, saying nothing.

Although Yi Han is covered in wounds, logically he should hate Sister Xin.

But there was no feeling of disgust at all.

Instead, I am happy as usual.

It was as if the injuries on her body had nothing to do with Sister Xin at all.

Nan Jiu, who was sitting in front of the breakfast table, looked colder and colder as he watched. He seemed to be frozen into an ice cube. His face was as pale as ice and his whole body was frozen in place, motionless.

The bitterness and chilling feeling are hard to conceal.

Leng Hanyan saw it.

She had no choice. After all, the child had been with Sister Xin since childhood. Apart from Xiao Tianling and herself, Sister Xin was the closest to her. After all, Xiao Tianling's mother didn't have much good feelings towards Yihan.

Children are smart since they are young, and they will be close to whoever treats them well.