An ugly wife in the time-traveling house

Lian Zhou was a child born before Shan Yu crossed over, and she was betrothed to her baby in the womb.

If it wasn't for playing too well, Lian Zhou had no interest in Shan Yu, and Shan Yu was a straight man, the two of them would definitely be a sure-fire couple.

Shan Yu suddenly saw his friend's face here, and immediately exclaimed, at first he felt that he was losing his composure, but later he found that the people around him were even more excited than him.

The man in red was supported by his arms, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, his eyes were full of gazes, and his skin was as white as suet jade. Even across the high platform, everyone present were amazed by his beauty.

Shan Yu's throat rolled, and he was pushed forward a few steps. He tried his best to look at the man in red on the stairs, staring at him closely, and found that the other party was also looking at him.

They looked at each other deeply through the crowd and the hustle and bustle, and after staring for a long time, they confirmed each other's identities.

The old bustard who bid for the price was beaming with joy: "My Lianzhou is so beautiful that even entering the palace as a nobleman is enough. Look at this cinnabar mole on the center of the eyebrow. I'm afraid I won't be able to find another one in the whole world... "

As she spoke, she pushed Lianzhou forward so that everyone could see the redness between his brows clearly.

Shan Yu didn't care about cinnabar moles, he spent a lot of money, and got the right to speak with Lian Zhou among all the people present.

The kind that can only be seen.

The two looked at each other closely across a table, and Shan Yu tentatively asked, "What's your name?"

Lianzhou was excited, and he couldn't speak or move because of being drugged. He blinked desperately at Shan Yu, first stared at the lotus root on the plate, then turned his head slightly, and looked at the lotus root on the dressing table. A wooden boat.

Shan Yu drank the wine in the glass, glanced at the maid standing behind the screen, and whispered: "I will find a way to get you out, you stay here first, don't be impulsive, that old bustard should I want to find you a tall branch, if you just want to drink and chat with someone, you should go along first."

Lian Zhou immediately felt that he had been insulted, and he glared at Shan Yu angrily, annoyed that his friend would not hurt his back while standing and talking.

It was rare for Shan Yu to see his friend deflated, so he looked at Lianzhou playfully for a moment, then got up and went back to the inn.

Late autumn has been standing in front of the window since Shan Yu left, and when he saw someone appearing on the side street, he hurriedly put out the candles and went to bed.

He wanted to pretend to be asleep, but Shan Yu had a very strong smell of powder and wine, and Wan Qiu couldn't ignore it. When he spoke, he startled the person who was crawling on the bed lightly.

"Not asleep yet?"

"Husband... where have you been?" Wan Qiu asked boldly, her voice trembling with grievances that she could even hear.

"I went to a brothel and drank a little wine." Shan Yu told the truth and got off the bed: "I'm going to wash up."

Late autumn only feels like a sinking ship, so I don't believe Shan Yu's nonsense.

This is a restaurant, you can drink whenever you want, why go to the brothel?Besides, a man with a bad record went to the brothel just for a glass of wine?Who believes it?

Wanqiu thinks that her husband Huamian Liusu is used to it. When he had no money, he used to work in a brothel in a small place. Now that he has money, he starts running to brothels again.

Shan Yu was bad when he had no money, and even worse now that he has money.

Although Wan Qiu had long thought that such a day would come, he really hoped that the mountains and rains would be able to keep his word. Now this scene is not a slap in the face, but it is expected.

And Shan Yushen was not afraid of the slanting shadow, and didn't notice Late Autumn's little emotions. When he gave people the pulse the next day, he realized that his mood fluctuated too much, and his blood almost flowed backwards.

He asked strangely, "Is there something bothering you? Your mood is not good for the child."

Wan Qiu frowned and shook her head, whispering: "It's possible that I didn't sleep well last night."

Shan Yu thought about the pregnant woman's dream, thinking that she came back late last night and disturbed Wan Qiu's sleep, and said apologetically, "It's all my fault, it made you feel bad."

Wan Qiu didn't expect Shan Yu to say that, and she felt better by accident. After breakfast, watching Shan Yu rent a carriage with Xiao Er, she couldn't help but said, "Husband, we can just take the ox cart, and the carriage..." too expensive.

"The ox cart is bumpy, you suffer while sitting." Shan Yu carried Wan Qiu into the carriage, and gave the driver a few extra copper coins as a tip, saying politely: "My husband is pregnant, please slow down on the road."

The coachman took money from others to ward off disasters, nodded and smiled and said, "Don't worry, guest officer, I will definitely not surprise your husband."

Shan Yu smiled and thanked him, got into the car and saw Wan Qiu's face was red, guessing that he was embarrassed to hear the conversation between himself and Xiao Er, and immediately became a little uncomfortable, changing the subject: "Are you sleepy, do you want to sleep? when?"

Wan Qiu shook her head, touched the left side curiously, looked again, and said to Shanyu, "Husband, this carriage is more comfortable than an ox cart, it's tall, stable, and fast, but it's a bit..."

He wanted to say it was expensive, but then remembered that it was because he kept raising money last night that he offended Shan Yu, so he stopped talking.

Shan Yu leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He didn't have time to talk to Wan Qiu because he was a little motion sick.

Although a horse-drawn carriage is better than an ox-drawn cart, for Shan Yu, a modern person, no matter if it is an ox-drawn cart or a horse-drawn cart, he is not used to sitting in it, and feels like throwing up.

Everyone in the village knew that Shan Yu made a fortune with his dumb grandfather, seeing that he was able to ride in a carriage overnight, some were envious and some were bitter.

Everyone gathered in front of Shan Yu's house to watch the play, watching Shan Yu holding a tree with a crooked neck, vomiting in a daze.

Wan Qiu hurriedly brought Shan Yu a bowl of water, and Grandma Wang, who was watching the fun, laughed at him while nibbling melon seeds: "What's wrong with you kid? Brother Qiu didn't see him vomit like this while carrying a baby, could it be that you're pregnant too? "

Shan Yu waved her hands red-faced, begging the old woman to forgive herself.

These village women, when they were young, they were all very Zhenlie, and they would blush when they saw a man, but when they got older, they were like Grandma Wang, just kidding, even Shan Yu, a man from modern times, couldn’t stand up live.

"I'm not used to riding in that carriage, so I'm dizzy and flustered." Shan Yu explained, originally responding to Grandma Wang's joke, but unexpectedly turned the crowd on their backs.

What he said is like a person who can only afford to take the bus. One day, he suddenly has money to buy a car. After that, he has to say to those who still can only afford to take the bus but cannot afford a car: "The special bus is not good at all. Feel dizzy and want to vomit."

what is this?This is simply deliberate sarcasm, okay?

Shan Yu saw that everyone obviously misunderstood what he meant, and he didn't bother to explain. He was not feeling well and even in a bad mood. He was about to see off the guests when he heard Mingyue in the crowd say:

"It's just a rascal who cheats on food and drink under the guise of a dumb grandpa. What's there to be proud of?"