Rebirth 80 Medical God Big Brother Divorce

"Ah? Why?"

Li Yunniang and Qiqi looked at each other.

"Because a wife is to be loved. If she likes to be the head of the family, let her be the head of the family."

Haha, at such a young age, you already know that a wife is married to be loved.

"What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Qianye said seriously,

“That’s what my dad told us.”

what?

They both looked at Yan Chenbei.

The latter remained calm and continued to eat his hot pot.

Qiqi couldn't help but smile gently, and the room was filled with warmth and love...

——Rental House——

The morning light in October carries a hint of the night's chill.

Everything in the urban village is still asleep.

In a small vegetable garden, red peppers and purple eggplants swayed their leaves and rustled in the morning light.

This small vegetable garden is located on the outskirts of the city, next to a demolition area and a small river. Most of the people who live here temporarily are former farmers. They cannot bear to see any land wasted, so they cleared out small, irregular plots of land in the ruins and planted some common vegetables such as beans, eggplants, and peppers wherever they could.

Liang Deshui, who has been growing vegetables all his life, is reluctant to waste any land, so he even grows amaranth under the bean racks.

Fang Yumei walked to the edge of the field and saw Liang Deshui sitting by the river, gnawing on a dry and hard steamed bun with a melancholy look on his face.

"Brother Deshui, why are you eating cold steamed buns so early in the morning?"

Hearing the sound, Liang Deshui quickly stood up and looked at Fang Yumei who was walking slowly along the path by the river.

A blue jacket, blue pants of the same color, and a pair of clean black cloth shoes.

Fang Yumei was a person who was particular about her life. She lived a meticulous life and even wore clothes that were washed white without a wrinkle.

A fair face of a city dweller, still bright and beautiful even though she is over forty years old.

When Liang Deshui saw Fang Yumei, his face turned red and then gray.

"Sister Yumei, why are you up so early?"

"I got up to make breakfast and didn't see you, so I thought you must be here, so I came to pick some vegetables."

Fang Yumei came over and was about to sit next to Liang Deshui.

The cold water quickly reached out and wiped the dew on the ground.

Fang Yumei, who was always clean, didn't mind the dirt on the ground and sat down next to the cool water.

"Brother Deshui, did you hear what we said yesterday?"

"Your son is right. The capital is not your home after all. You have to go back with your son and stay together as a family."

The cold water forced a smile.

"You are such an honest man. I didn't see you go into the kitchen to light the fire this early in the morning, so I knew you were narrow-minded and overthinking."

Fang Yumei smiled.

He reached out and took the dry and hard steamed bun from his cold hand.

"Eating cold steamed buns early in the morning is bad for your stomach."

"got used to."

The cold water gave a chuckle.

"How can you say you're used to it? Bad habits must be changed."

Fang Yumei complained.

"For decades, I used to rush to the morning market to sell vegetables. I didn't have time, so I just took a hard steamed bun and a can of boiled water. I'm from the country, so I'm not that spoiled."

"What you said is wrong. What's wrong with country people? Country people are not human beings. You can't ruin the stomachs of country people."

"hey-hey."

Liang Deshui smiled and glanced at Fang Yumei.

Fang Yumei had a hairpin pinned to her jet-black hair. Her eyes swept over the hairpin, and her face suddenly turned red.

"Sister Yumei, I am ignorant. Don't wear such cheap stuff. Don't let others laugh at you."

"Whoever wants to laugh at me can laugh at me. I have no say over what to wear on my head."

Fang Yumei turned and looked at the cold water.

"Brother Deshui, I want to ask you something."

"You said."

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