1838: C1838 The Crying of a Child

C1838 The Crying of a Child

Eight hundred people in a remote little mountain village.

From the village entrance to the end, there were only a few dozen houses.

As Lee Nanfang held Yue Zitong's hand and walked into the village, the kerosene lamp of every household lit up.

The light drove away the cold of the winter night.

Yue Zitong, who had regained her spirit, couldn't remember the feeling of being the mother of the world when she faced the village chief. She simply felt a boundless warmth in the way that the 800 villagers greeted her.

This meant that everyone knew of her arrival and had accepted her.

Just like how he accepted Lee Nanfang back then.

The distance from the village entrance to his home was only a hundred meters.

When he reached the door of his house, his wife walked out with a kind smile on her face.

Her Nanfang went out for more than a year before he came back. He could no longer suppress his yearning.

However, when they got closer, his wife grabbed Yue Zitong's hand through Lee Nanfang. Her eyes were like crescent moons, looking at Yue Zitong from head to toe.

The last time they had met, it had been during that grand wedding.

All those who were concerned about Lee Nanfang were extremely dissatisfied with the way Yue Zitong took the ashes of the dead and married to other 'men'. Therefore, they stood opposite to Yue Zitong.

Let's not talk about the outcome of the wedding.

However, those who could not bear to forget all of it were automatically forgotten.

At this moment, she was treating Yue Zitong as Nanfang's wife.

Daughter-in-law, who she admitted and personally requested Lee Nanfang to bring back 800 yuan.

However, their relationship was slightly awkward.

His wife and Yue Zitong both had the surname of Yue. They were cousins who were close to each other by blood, but now, because of Jack, they had become a couple in name.

Yue Zitong pursed her lips. She had long forgotten her ridiculous Patriarch of Yue Family identity and was nervously staring at her mistress' hands. She did not know what to call her.

"Just call me Big Sis. "Wait until you and Nanfang have truly gotten married, then you can call me Madam together with him."

His wife could see the apprehension in Yue Zitong's heart.

It was precisely because of Yue Zitong's hesitation that her kind mistress had forgiven her for all her preposterous actions.

Jack and Yue Zitong were, after all, the most serious couple.

No matter how many women Lee Nanfang had, only Yue Zitong was the fiancee personally chosen by the old man and his wife. He had no choice.

At the same time, no matter what kind of change happened to Yue Zitong's identity and status, no matter what nonsense she did in the past, she was still betrothed to Lee Nanfang by the old man from the Yue Clan who had already buried her in the ground.

Yue Zitong boasted that Lee Nanfang's real wife came from this.

She deserved such an identity.

"Big sister, this trip is inconvenient. You've wasted your time, and I've made you wait so long in this cold wind. Zitong is here to apologize."

Yue Zitong placed her hands on her waist and gave a blissful gift.

He wanted to apologize to his mistress, and also thank her for forgiving him.

It was Lee Nanfang's first time seeing Yue Zitong like this.

On the way here, she kept yelling that whoever dared to displease her would bring people to flatten Patriarch Yue.

In the blink of an eye, she had become such a sensible, polite, yet unmarried wife?

Needless to say, Yue Zitong's current appearance really had the charm of a lady from a noble family.

That's not right.

Yue Zitong and her wife were both in the same school, receiving the same education. Of course, they were all the same beauties.

She was just a girl from the same family. When she met different men, her personality would change by thousands of miles.

Mistress smiled and helped Yue Zitong up. She gently patted the back of her hand and nodded, saying, "Alright." Finally, she turned to look at Lee Nanfang.

"Nanfang, I got skinnier."

His motherly hand touched Lee Nanfang's cheek.

Every time Lee Nanfang came back, his wife would say the same thing.

Next, then, must be to lead them home and tell them that there were potatoes stewed with mushrooms at the table in the house.

The dishes were still hot and the rice had just been steamed.

They were waiting for them to come back, so they could all sit down and have a good dinner.

After carrying Yue Zitong on her back for more than a hundred miles, they had a stomach full of cold wind.

However, having eaten the stolen eggs from the entrance of the village, the hunger in his stomach increased exponentially.

It was like a pile of dry firewood.

Usually, when placed in a corner, it would be completely fine. But if he were to suddenly throw a spark, it would instantly turn into a raging inferno.

Lee Nanfang was right.

What he liked to eat the most was also his wife's favorite dish of stewed mushrooms with potatoes.

The rice that had just been steamed was also in the pot, and the fragrance it was emitting could be smelt from far away.

However, his luck was bad and he was destined not to be able to eat it immediately.

A baby's cry suddenly broke the warm atmosphere.

The crying came from the small hall behind his wife.

Lee Nanfang was dumbfounded.

The moment the child began to cry, he suddenly realized that he had long since forgotten about this problem.

He and Loong Chengcheng's child had always been with his wife.

The one who deserves to be spanked, Loong Chengcheng, my son is actually surnamed Long, and he's even called Loong Nancheng.

If it was Li Nan City, it would still be a million times better than Loong Nancheng.

Why can't I, your father's child, with your father's surname, ah ah peh, now is not the time to care about the child's surname.

The key question was how to explain this to Yue Zitong.

Yue Zitong never knew about Lee Nanfang and Loong Chengcheng. She also did not believe that her man would have a child with her cousin.

It began with the sound of the child's wailing.

This meant that this matter could no longer be covered up.

Don't look at how obedient Daughter-in-law was just now. After she finds out the truth, who knows what kind of tricks she'll play again.

Thinking about this, Lee Nanfang subconsciously looked at Yue Zitong.

Aunt Yue's expression was obviously lifeless.

She clearly remembered that night more than ten years ago, the last time her elder sister's family went back to the Yue Clan.

It was that ugly little old man, Lee Nanfang, who peeked at her while she was bathing as a bean sprout.

She, who had been frightened out of her wits, shouted and caused everyone in the Yue Clan to know that she had been seen naked by a man.

This was the saying of a 'marriage contract'.

Of course, that wasn't the point.

The main point was that after Lee Nanfang was exposed, he was pushed to the ground by his brother-in-law and was beaten to death just like that.

With another stick, Lee Nanfang, who was just like a little old man at that time, would be dead.

Eldest young mistress, also Lee Nanfang's wife, rushed out and blocked that attack.

It was also at that time that his wife fell ill and could never bear another child.

Yue Zitong knew all this.

After growing up, she had become sensible and never had any good feelings towards Lee Nanfang. However, she was filled with guilt towards her elder sister's fate.

But today, here.

The elder sister, who could not have children more than ten years ago, could hear the crying of her children from home.

Which child?

It definitely wasn't from Big Sis or Big Sis's husband.

Then it should be the elder sister's house that other people are temporarily keeping.

But whose child needs to be reared to someone else?

Also, why did Lee Nanfang's expression suddenly become so nervous?

Yue Zitong saw Lee Nanfang's nervousness.

Yue Zitong's doubt was also reflected in Lee Nanfang's eyes.

The two of them had different thoughts, but they were both stunned on the spot.

Instead, it was his wife who seemed unsurprised. She pointed at Lee Nanfang's forehead and said: "The old man went to the mountains and came back before you did. It is really outrageous that there is still no one here. Go and call him back. "

Then, without waiting for Jack's reaction, she took Yue Zitong's hand and turned to walk back into the house. "The child must be pissing, Zitong. Help me change my diaper."

The two Yue sisters entered the house.

The crying sound of the child quickly calmed down.

Lee Nanfang, who was standing in the cold wind, swallowed hard and started running towards the back of the mountain.

He knew that his mistress had gone to help him explain the child's problems.

He should have listened to his mistress and gone up the mountain to find the old man.

As for finding the old man, when would he return?

If possible, Lee Nanfang wanted to come back after a year and a half.

At the very least, the longer it took, the better it would be to cancel out the flames of fury that were being seethed in her aunt's heart.

That's not right, why should I be afraid of angering Yue Zitong?

Although Lee Nanfang had to do it himself, it was definitely not his decision not to give birth to a child.

Before he had children, Lee Nanfang didn't know about the relationship between Loong Chengcheng and Yue Zitong.

After having a child, that special relationship also disappeared.

What need was there to be angry again?

No, to be exact, why should I be afraid of Yue Zitong's anger?

He wouldn't become a man who was afraid of his wife like Xie Qingshang and Qin Yuguan even if he was beaten to death. It was too much of a disgrace to his dignity.

Your father's woman should accept everything from your father.

Not to mention this kind of emotional entanglement, even a little bit of temper was not enough.

When I think about it, among all the women by my side, the only one that I've never been worried about is …

Only Hua Yeshen was left.

Thinking about the name "Hua Yeshen", Lee Nanfang felt a stabbing pain in his heart.

He didn't know why, but when he was aimlessly thinking about Mahangkong and his mind was in a mess, he actually thought about Hua Yeshen.

It only hurt a little, but he continued to think about it without any hindrance.

From the first time he had met Hua Yeshen, all of their interactions, the unparalleled wedding, and the scene at the hospital that had stimulated his memory.

All sorts of scenes flashed through his mind like a movie.

He could clearly feel that ever since he was sure that the two of them were in love, Hua Yeshen had never bothered him, other than …

"That shouldn't be the case. How could she do such a thing? There was no reason for her to. If it was purely for the sake of desire, she had no reason to find a pretty boy. "After all, your father's face is even paler. Who can compare to scaly green dragon in this bed?"

Lee Nanfang mumbled to himself while standing in the wind.

This eight hundred dustiness dispelled all the filth in his heart.

The impetuousness of the outside world and the accumulation of Evil Qi from all kinds of violent acts seemed to have been washed clean by the pure white snow that covered the mountains and plains.

What he did not want to remember before, he remembered without any obstruction.1

Then, of course, he would be the first one to find out what was going on.

If Hua Yeshen really put a hat on his head, he would also accept it.

The key thing is, you have to give a reason for what you do.

"When we get back, we must have a good chat with Hua Yeshen no matter what happens."

Lee Nanfang muttered to himself in the cold wind as he continued moving towards the back of the mountain.

At the same time.

His wife patted him to sleep, then looked up at Yue Zitong: "I want to talk to you about Hua Yeshen."

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