Madam, She Has a Tender Heart

I don't know if it was because he usually hangs out in the wine shop, but even though Lu Bocheng was drunk, when he returned to the room, his eyes were clear and his steps were not wandering. Although she smelled of alcohol, Su Qingying breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his steps were steady.

She didn't want to serve a drunkard.

After Lu Bocheng washed away the smell of alcohol, the newlyweds sat together under the same roof tonight, and when their eyes met, they suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

This arranged marriage, which is arranged by parents and arranged by a matchmaker, is somewhat screwed up.

The two newlyweds, who had never communicated in depth and whose faces were barely visible, were suddenly speechless at this moment.

Lu Bocheng looked at Su Qingying, one after another, obviously he had something to say.

Su Qingying rolled her eyes before he could speak.

"I have something to tell you." Su Qingying had no choice but to speak first.

Lu Bocheng breathed a sigh of relief. He was not so nervous when he went to Hualou for a drink. He nodded repeatedly: "I also have something to tell you."

"Then tell me." Su Qingying said.

“You, you say it first.

After Lu Bocheng finished speaking, Su Qingying wanted to roll her eyes again. Never been alone with a girl? He looked so helpless, like a lamb about to be eaten alive by her.

Although she was ready to eat him today, his appearance suddenly made it difficult for her to eat.

Modern professional women can earn money, take care of a family, and raise children. Instead of waiting for a man to cheat and then divide the family property and snatch the children, it is better to take care of the children alone and live a quiet life without so much tears and sadness.

Too many career women have learned to be independent.

Su Qingying was also frightened.

She was somewhat insecure. What's more, the ancient times were characterized by monogamy and multiple wives.

A person can be very lonely in this era, and she wanted to have a child.

"I want a child." Su Qingying thought about it and said it.

"No!" Lu Bocheng didn't hesitate this time and said firmly.

"Tell me your reasons." Su Qingying looked at him lightly.

Lu Bocheng looked at Su Qingying's dark eyes, which were so deep and indifferent, that he suddenly felt scared again.

He lowered his head.

It took a long time to organize the words, and I thought that my words were sincere: "You know, swords and arrows have no eyes on the battlefield. I may die in the first battle. If I die, it will be difficult for you to raise a child and get married. When the time comes, Others think your child is a drag, and he will be looked down upon in other people's homes, making it difficult for you. "

So he didn't even think about consummating the marriage with her today.

If he is lucky enough to come back and she can wait for him, then they will be reunited as husband and wife, and they will not have to worry about having children.

Su Qingying heard what he said and didn't take his kindness to heart.

The two people have different concepts.

When she knew she was going to marry Lu Bocheng, she was happy for a while. Spanning such a long period of time, some generation gaps may be insurmountable. If we get along day and night, if we share the same bed and have different dreams, and hate each other, it is better to live a quiet life alone.

"I don't want to get married again. I told you when we first met that I will wait for you at home and take care of your housework so that you don't have to worry about anything. If you have something in mind, I won't marry another person. If you don't have different intentions in the future, If we can come back alive, we will naturally live a good life together. If you have different intentions, we will naturally separate. "

Su Qingying said calmly.

Lu Bocheng thought for a while and then said: "Then you wait until I come back. Then, we, let's have another child, okay? In this way, no matter what happens, I have someone else, or I am gone, or you in the future If your mind changes, you can get married without any worries."

Su Qingying looked at him coldly: "You do think about me, so you think there will be someone else in the future?"

"No, no! I promised my mother that men can't have second thoughts! I promised my mother that if I marry a wife, I will be devoted to her and live a good life with her."

When Lu Bocheng heard this, he stood up anxiously, waved his hands and swore.

Su Qingying looked at him without much belief.

When his father married his mother, he probably never thought that he would fall in love with another woman. A man who cheats doesn't know he will cheat until he meets the person he cheats on.

"So we should make an agreement. If we have a child and you have second thoughts in the future, the child will belong to me, and you don't need to interfere anymore."

"So, wouldn't it be better if you wait for me to come back and have another child? If anything happens, this will be good for you."

"No need. If I don't get married anymore, it would be better to have a child. If I set up a female household, there won't be so many people bothering me, and I don't even have to pay the poll tax."

Faced with Su Qingying's strength, Lu Bocheng failed to convince her, and was pulled into an agreement by Su Qingying.

Although this guy is not very good at reading, he can actually read the handwriting. Silver hook iron painting has its own style. Su Qingying picked up the agreement and blew the ink on the paper, then carefully folded the agreement and put it away.

Lu Bocheng was a little puzzled when he saw her reading the content on the paper word by word, as if this country girl could read.

After the two of them reached an agreement, the next step was naturally a matter of course, and they did all the things that a newcomer should do.

Lu Bocheng, a stupid young man, was both novel and excited that night. After finishing the work, he stayed up all night and stared at Su Qingying's sleeping face in the warm and dancing candlelight of the wedding candle.

Lu Bocheng knew something was different.