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Liu San nodded, "After my mother dies, she became my home."

"I don't care." Duan Xiaohe laid down straight on her bed, bluntly saying, "I'm hungry, I want to eat. I'll starve to death if you don't give me something to eat! "I'm still wearing my wedding dress. Those who wear red will turn into evil spirits, entangling three generations of families …"

"Be quiet, I'll get it for you."

Just as the Liu San walked out, Duan Xiaohe sat up straight and picked up the bowl of water to look at.

F * ck! How the f * ck was this water a human drank!

The water in the bowl was murky, and some dirt even floated in the air. No wonder her mouth was full of the smell just now. What if you get malaria and you can cure it?

With lingering fear in his heart, he put down the bowl. Liu San sneakily snuck in, and after closing the door, he walked over and took out two sorghum cakes with a silly smile.

"Here, let me warm you up."

Duan Xiaohe was startled. As she touched it with her hand, it indeed brought a bit of warmth. She thought to herself, 'Does this man have a steamer on her chest? Did she warm it up in such a short time.'

Ye Zichen raised his head to look at the man in front of him. The man looked rough, but he didn't have the temperament of the pretty boy from before. However, his smile was pretty pretty pretty.

The corn was choked with sobs and the sorghum cake didn't feel any better. Before it was pulled, it already felt pain in its chrysanthemum.

Seeing Duan Xiaohe slapping her chest hard again, Liu San passed the water over. Duan Xiaohe snappily snatched the bowl of water and threw it to the side.

"Can you drink this water? I am your wife, how can you be willing to give me such dirty water to drink? "

Liu San was startled, "What's wrong with this water, let's all drink this water."

These words made Duan Xiaohe speechless. In her impression, Duan Xiaohe's house was still full of water.

Liu San's face sank, "What's wrong, do you dislike my house?"

The corner of Duan Xiaohe's eyes twitched, she indeed felt disgusted, so what, could it be that she could really slap him back? She had somehow teleported to a place like this without money or power. It was impossible for him to not find someone to rely on.

"You didn't even dislike me, so how could I dislike you? Since I entered your house, I am your wife and you are my husband. hubby, you will love me, right? "

The rough guy shyly sneered again. "I will naturally love you."

As he said that, he moved his hand towards Duan Xiaohe's thigh. The corner of Duan Xiaohe's eyes twitched, and she placed her small hand on the back of his hand.

"hubby, do you want to get married?"

Liu San secretly glanced at her and shyly nodded. Duan Xiaohe pursed his lips and laughed, then raised his hand to slap the hand on Yue Yang's thigh away.

"Let me ask you, in the future, will you listen to your wife, or your second sister-in-law?"

Liu San's little big brother didn't have the time to respond, but he still said without the slightest hesitation, "Of course, I want to listen to my wife's words."

Duan Xiaohe beamed, she liked this kind of look. After that, she leaned back on the brick bed with a face full of pain and sadness, looking as weak as an old lady trying to snatch a seat on a bus.

"I grew up weak and was bullied by the villagers because I was a widow. If you dare to do anything rash, I'll smash my head in front of you. Your second sister-in-law is so stingy, your sister-in-law doesn't even have a wedding cake, only putting her head in two. So you have to listen to me before you can have a wife to hug, before you can enter the bridal room, do you understand? "