Chapter 4094

This village is located in a secluded place, surrounded by fields, where chickens and ducks are flopping, it looks like a farm.

The population is a little sparse, but there are young people walking back and forth on the ridge of the field, and they glance in the direction of Zhuang Xiaoyu from time to time...

Zhuang Xiaoyu asked, "You bought this Zhuangzi?"

"En." Qin Wuyan led her across the threshold: "Do you still remember the time when we just got married, what did you describe to me?"

The only sweetness during that period has long been obliterated by the heart-wrenching pains that followed, and Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't remember what he had envisioned for the future of the two of them.

Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her head: "I don't remember."

Qin Wuyan led her through the front yard and the hall, and walked in along the corridor: "You told me at that time that you wanted a Zhuangzi, where there were only you and me, and you would feed pigs and chickens at home and bring your children to play. Take care of everything in the house, I go out early and return late, when the sun rises, I go out to make a living, and when the sun sets, I come back to accompany you and our children...

In spring, the flowers around the house are in full bloom. In summer, all kinds of fruit trees hang fresh fruits. In autumn, the crops in the field are harvested. In winter, the mountains and plains are covered with snow...

Look, does this look like the paradise you want? "

Zhuang Xiaoyu was fascinated by everything in Zhuangzi. Even though it was winter, the surrounding plum trees were still in full bloom, and the meandering stream actually passed through the courtyard, and you could see swimming fishes without leaving home... .

This Zhuangzi is more than just like it, it just satisfies all her imagination of the beautiful home she once had.

Qin Wuyan leaned into her ear: "Do you like it?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded again and again: "I like it."

It's hard for you to still remember everything I mentioned unintentionally. This intention is far more precious than this house.

Her eyes were crystal clear, and she was staring at all this in a daze, blurring her vision.

Qin Wuyan's fingertips fell to the corner of her eyes, and he chuckled lightly: "It's fine if you like it, why are you still crying?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu's tears burst out suddenly and rolled down.

Qin Wuyan hugged her, didn't know how to comfort her, and said puzzledly: "It's just a Zhuangzi, in the eyes of outsiders, you can still be envied a bit, but you are the eldest lady of the Zhuang family, and the eldest lady of the Zhuang family grew up If you live in a majestic priest's mansion, a residence like a castle, you won't be moved by a mere Zhuangzi and cry, right?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu hugged Qin Wuyan, sobbed, "Ayan, I wasn't moved by this Zhuangzi, I just didn't expect that what I said unintentionally back then, you always remember, and it still exists in your heart... …”

Vows are like the wind, and love is empty.

How many women in this world love and desperately love a person like moths to a flame, but in the end, as time goes by, the greater the hope, the disappointment gradually turns into despair, and despair leads to death. .....

This is the case with Niangqin.

Meet a person with a white head, and from then on, the two of them will eat three meals a day for four seasons, and have seven emotions, six desires and five flavors for a hundred years.

She thought that it would be impossible for her to meet such a relationship in this life, even someone with a glance of ten thousand years, until she later met Qin Wuyan.

At this moment, Zhuang Xiaoyu hugged the man in front of him, and couldn't restrain himself from being moved.

He took every word she said into his heart, and every expectation in her heart that she wanted to be with him, he was carefully and silently planning.

Despite suffering so much, her husband still never gave up loving her...