"Zhuifeng, continue!"

In the spacious yard, Baby Luo threw the Frisbee in his hand.

Zhui Feng jumped up, his streamlined body drew a charming arc in the sun, held the Frisbee firmly in mid-air, then landed steadily, and ran happily towards Baby Luo.

"Chasing the Wind is awesome. Let Teddy pick up the next one. Get ready..."

The game of throwing the Frisbee, Luo Baobao and a wolf and a dog have been having a great time playing it for the past two days.

Luo Fengtang came from the front yard and when he saw this scene, his eyes softened and he smiled like an old father.

"Dad, why are you coming back alone? Where is my mother?"

Luo Baobao turned around, saw Luo Fengtang, and asked questions.

After breakfast earlier, my parents went out together, saying they were going to Ga's mother-in-law's house to see Uncle Yongxian.

Luo Fengtang came over, raised his hand and patted Zhui Feng on the head, "Your mother went to Aunt Ping'er's house to talk and will come back later."

When the couple was at their father-in-law's house next door, Ping'er came to see Qing'er and said that Huahua had returned to her parents' house and wanted to talk to Qing'er.

"Baby, you continue playing with Zhui Feng and the others, while daddy goes to help your grandpa do the work."

…

Zhou Sheng's house, in the boudoir where Huahua stayed before getting married.

Huahua sat by the bed, holding a handkerchief and wiping her tears.

Yang Ruoqing was sitting on the stool in front of the bed, with Ping'er standing next to her.

Ping'er had no intention of sitting down at all. Her face was full of anxiety and anger, and she scolded Huahua: "What did I tell you at the beginning? I said that this marriage cannot be concluded. You took the weight and became determined. Go back to Qing'an County

, things have become such a mess, I want to take that Shuhua back to Wanghai County and hand it over to your parents-in-law. What do you do? Turn your elbows outward and protect that Shuhua with Gu Zhihua. Now it’s better

Right? If you raise tigers, you will harm yourself!"

Ping'er was really angry and helpless, and her words were a bit harsh.

Huahua buried her head, tears falling down.

"When I defended Cousin Shuhua, wasn't it to put it bluntly that I wanted to ease the relationship between Gu Zhihua and me? He and his cousin were childhood sweethearts. If we went too far and chilled his heart, I wouldn't be able to fall in love with him.

What’s the benefit!”

Huahua defended with an aggrieved look.

Ping'er clapped her hands together: "What about now? Your own child was killed by that Shuhua! Do you think you are at a loss?"

Huahua buried her head and sobbed, her shoulders shaking, feeling so sad.

Yang Ruoqing sat quietly aside, looking at all this as an outsider.

Previously, Ping'er hurriedly went to her parents' house, saying that Huahua was back and asked Yang Ruoqing to come over.

On the way here, Ping'er and Yang Ruoqing got to know each other. Huahua came back in anger because she had a quarrel with her uncle Gu Zhihua. As for the reason for the quarrel, Huahua had a miscarriage not long ago.

The reason for the miscarriage was that Huahua suspected that Shuhua bribed the maid and tampered with the food.

The two sides confronted each other, and Shuhua defended herself in every possible way. The two maids in the yard also swore to God that Gu Zhihua naturally sided with Shuhua, accusing Huahua of not being calm enough and not being able to take care of her pregnancy, which caused the Gu family to lose an heir and Huahua had a miscarriage.

During his confinement period, Gu Zhihua even moved to the academy out of anger.

Huahua also had a bad temper, so she hired a carriage and ran back to Changping Village in anger.

"Ping'er, please stop scolding. Things have happened. Even scolding can't change anything. You are still angry." Yang Ruoqing took a slow sip of tea and glanced at Ping'er.

Ping'er was so angry that she found a stool and sat down, deliberately keeping silent.

Yang Ruoqing also continued to drink tea without saying anything, letting Huahua cry on her own.

Huahua kept crying, crying endlessly. Seeing that Ping'er's anger was almost wiped out by crying, and her heartache became more and more, Yang Ruoqing slowly opened her mouth.

"Why are you crying now? The married daughter threw water. This is what you said yourself when you insisted on getting married. You don't want your Aunt Ping'er to take care of it. She is not your biological mother. Now,

You went back to your parents' house to cry again, and you cried endlessly. Who are you crying for? There's no point in crying. It's your own choice. You have to bear the bitterness or sweetness yourself!"

Huahua's crying stopped suddenly. She raised her head and glanced at Yang Ruoqing. Her tearful eyes were a little dazed. Then she looked at Ping'er, who had her eyes lowered and said nothing. She couldn't believe that she had been wronged and ran back to her parents' home.

This is the attitude.

"Aunt Ping'er?" She called weakly.

Ping'er's eyelids twitched and she was about to speak out when Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and pulled her, and Ping'er immediately fell silent.

"Aunt!"

Huahua lengthened her tone and called out coquettishly and aggrievedly.

Ping'er still endured and ignored her.

Huahua stared straight at Ping'er, tears falling down. If tears have a taste, then the taste of tears must be a little different now than before.

"Auntie, I was wrong. I shouldn't have disobeyed you..."

Huahua stood up holding the edge of the bed, came to Ping'er, and knelt down with a thud.

Ping'er was startled and subconsciously wanted to help Huahua, but was grabbed by Yang Ruoqing again.

"Let her kneel down. She owes you this kneeling."

Ping'er stood still and didn't move.

Huahua kowtowed to Ping'er three times in one breath, then raised her head and slapped her face hard.

"Huahua!" Ping'er screamed in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing also retracted her hand.

Ping'er immediately helped Huahua up, "Tell me honestly, how long has it been since you gave birth?"

Huahua thought for a moment: "Less than fifteen days."

Ping'er's expression suddenly changed, "Oh my God? Even if you have a miscarriage, you have to wait for thirty days. How can you run around for only fifteen days? Hurry up and lie down on the bed!"

Huahua was pushed back to the bed by Ping'er and lay down, with a blue flower cloth handkerchief wrapped around her head to protect her from the wind.

Then, she quickly cooked a bowl of black sesame and brown sugar water for Huahua, and cracked four poached eggs into it.

"Eat it all. This stuff replenishes qi and blood. When your uncle Zhou Sheng comes back at night, I will discuss with him and tie up the old hen. I will make chicken soup for you tomorrow to replenish your vigour."

Huahua held the bowl with both hands, tears falling into the bowl.

"Auntie, I was really wrong. If I could go back to this day, I would definitely listen to you and not marry the Gu family."

Ping'er sat sideways on the edge of the bed, also sighing.

"We are all moving forward these days, how can we go back? There is no medicine for regret in the world. After you have recovered your health here, you still have to look back at home..."

"Auntie, I won't go back, I don't want to go back!"

"What will happen if you don't go back? You have already married into the Gu family, and you are now a member of the Gu family." Ping'er said with red eyes.

She didn't say these words deliberately out of anger, it was what she thought in her heart.

When a woman gets married, she belongs to her husband's family when she is born and dies as a ghost of her husband's family. She has a hard time, so she advises herself to live it slowly and get through it slowly. This is what Ping'er's mother taught Ping'er. In her thoughts
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