Chapter 819: next home

No one expected that a loving couple would part ways overnight and turn against each other.

Zhang Ruyi, who was being talked about by Li Haitang, sneezed. Counting the days, she had been confinement for about a month. She was not allowed to wash her hair in the scorching heat, and could only scrub her lower body. She always felt sticky and greasy. .

Two days ago, Liusu came to visit her and lamented that among the sisters, only Haitang had a good life.

Liusu is a person who has died once, and she can see it clearly. She enlightened Zhang Ruyi that a person's life is very long, but only a miscarriage, which means that he has no fate with this child. When he meets his beloved in the future, it is not impossible to have a child.

Tassel is different, she lost the right to be a mother, she is not too desperate.

There was a war with the barbarians, and some soldiers died in battle. The mother-in-law at home ran away with money and mistresses, leaving only a poor two-year-old child.

After she learned about the situation, she entrusted someone to bring the child, took good care of her, adopted her as an adopted son, and named him Xiaobudian.

The little one was not very sensible when he was brought here, skinny and skinny, but he was very close to Tassel, and he was restless at night and couldn't sleep if he was hugged by another person.

Liusu did it herself, bathing the little boy, making clothes, and taking him around around the house, so the fat boy from the Lanyi family had a new playmate after Doubao left.

Zhang Ruyi was very envious, and wanted to have a confinement child, and also adopted a baby for herself.

It turned out that the servants at the farm were all the Xia family left behind by my mother, and they were not very loyal to her, and she didn't want too many people to know her situation, so she dismissed it early by letting others see her as a joke.

The servants around her now are the widowed mother-in-law and her daughter Xiaohong, who are serving them very wholeheartedly.

Before Chunniang came back, Zhang Ruyi didn't change places, and just lived there. Occasionally, Ruan Pingzhi's son Xiao Wuzi would come to play, and the house was very lively.

Seeing Ruan Pingzhi, Lan Yi went home and said privately to Ji Qiu, "Husband, it's a good thing for Miss to leave Lu Yuanqing. The terrible thing is not that she doesn't have money, but that she has nothing, and she still has to pretend to be strong, desperate to save face, to maintain her so-called integrity." .”

Lan Yi couldn't stop regretting it. She supported her young lady back then, but the young lady didn't have as good a maidservant life as her.

"My lady, you are right."

Ji Qiu sighed, he and Lan Yi took their son and built a house on the mountain in Lijiacun, not far from Xiao Lingchuan's house, and the couple occasionally went to live on the mountain.

The mountain is quiet and there is no noise. Let the son ride on his neck, and the couple go hunting pheasants and wild rabbits. The mountain is still cool, which is very good.

Xiao Lingchuan's family has a small tree house filled with books.

Ji Qiu always reads books, helps weeding, and fishes in the deep pond in the backyard, living a fairy life.

He found a few fruit trees, wild apricots, wild pears, and apples. After a while, the sweet and sour dates should be ripe, and there will be another picking activity.

Although the business in Kyoto is profitable, it takes a lot of hard work. Between money and a stable life, he chooses the latter.

Xiao Lingchuan and Li Haitang couldn't help themselves, but he was just a boy from a village, his parents were gone, and now he had a wife and children, so he didn't have any major troubles and lived a good life.

If there is a small shortcoming in life, it is that his wife Lanyi is too worried.

Ji Qiumo, the sisterhood between women is often deeper than the brotherhood between men, and without Zhang Ruyi, he can't embrace a beautiful woman.

"Husband, the last time Liusu chatted with me and mentioned the young master of the Ruan family, how do you think he and our lady would make a pair?"

Ma Bihe went to the south, it didn't affect anything, besides, it was Luohua's intention, and the flowing water was ruthless.

After all, Ruan Pingzhi is a descendant of the Ruan family, and his young lady is the daughter of the Zhang family's concubine, and they are well-matched. Both of them have some past experiences, and I am afraid that no one can dislike the other.

"Miss is kind, she will definitely treat Xiao Wuzi well."

Lan Yi wanted to convince herself, but she found that the two of them together were a match made in heaven.

Ji Qiu's face was full of black lines, and he was speechless at the behavior of Liusu and his wife messing up the mandarin ducks. If he hadn't been staring at Lu Yuanqing at the beginning, it would have been fine.

"Did you blame me at the beginning? It was either Lu Yuanqing or Zeng Yan. Lu Yuanqing is not a thing. Anyway, his body is still normal. If Zeng Yan's abnormal behavior, our lady will be even more miserable."

Lan Yi remembered that when he climbed the wall, he heard Zeng Yan say that on the wedding night, he would find an ugly girl to replace the bridal chamber, to cover up the fact that he was inhumane.

Ji Qiu: ...

The lady is right, since this is the case, it is not easy for Ruan Pingzhi to go to Songhe Academy. Songhe Academy is in Lucheng, which is Zhang Ruyi's sad place.

Therefore, Ji Qiu would often go to find Ruan Pingzhi to make friends with him with his food and drinks, and inquire about the news by the way, if there is a woman with a bad intention, he must be killed in advance.

Everything that happened here was passed on by Ji Qiu Feige to Xiao Lingchuan.

At this moment, Li Haitang was scolding Lu Yuanqing for being useless, eating soft food, picking and choosing, and not taking any responsibility.

"Alright, let's take a closer look at his face earlier. His parents are dead now. According to his words, his father died early, and he killed him?"

Since life can't go on, and it's not enough to say those hurtful words, Lu Yuanqing made Zhang Ruyi's words worthless.

The more Li Haitang thought about it, the angrier he became, he poured water on his savage husband with his hands, and said angrily, "You are talking!"

"Say what?"

From the perspective of a bystander, Xiao Lingchuan, at this point, both of them have problems. Although most of the responsibility lies with Lu Yuanqing, Zhang Ruyi is not without fault.

Since you choose to find such a person, you should face the reality instead of pinning your hopes on Lu Yuanqing, waiting for him to soar into the sky, so that you can feel proud.

"Well, it does make sense."

After all, he is an ordinary person and was brought up by a widowed mother. Lu Yuanqing's character is a bit stubborn, and under Zhang Ruyi's high pressure, he distorted it.

Forget it, at this level, there is no need to talk too much about each other's rights and wrongs, they are not in the right family, they are not from the same way, and they just make do with each other, and the twisted melon is not sweet.

"You don't have to worry about her, Liusu and Lanyi have already found a home for her."

Xiao Lingchuan hugged Li Haitang in his arms, and smoothed his frowning brows with his hands. The lady was unhappy, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable watching her.

"what?"

In a word, there was no doubt that there was thunder on the ground. This was even more surprising than Zhang Ruyi's husband and wife parting ways. It also surprised Li Haitang. When she turned around, she wanted to grab someone, but she missed it, and her feet slipped.

At the nick of time, she straightened her body and grabbed something quickly.

Facing his wife's sudden enthusiasm, Xiao Lingchuan let out a muffled snort, and his body quickly became hot.

It was her initiative, so don't blame the location and occasion, he couldn't help it, didn't talk about anything, and put out the fire first. Thinking of this, Xiao Lingchuan quickly scooped up his own wife, put her on the side of the pool, and pressed her directly down.