Finally, it turned into relief in the eyes and a slight smile on the corners of the lips...

"This period of time is definitely the most difficult for you, but you have to persevere. If you persevere, you will be able to get out of it. It will only take one month. It will be fine after one month!" Yang Ruoqing said to Zheng Xiaoqin again.

Zheng Xiaoqin looked at Yang Ruoqing blankly. There were no tears in her eyes, but they were extremely red and swollen.

I guess I haven't done anything in the past few days, just crying.

Yuanyuan, who was about to take a walk, raised her head and looked at Zheng Xiaoqin's sad look. Yuanyuan seemed to sense something.

He tried his best to twist his little head and came closer to Zheng Xiaoqin. He looked at Zheng Xiaoqin with his eyes wide open and made a sound of 'Oh?' in his mouth.

"Look, we Yuanyuan already know how to care about your godmother." Yang Ruoqing took the opportunity to say quickly.

Zheng Xiaoqin also looked at Yuanyuan, her eyes filled with emotion and relief.

"Xiaoqin, you not only have Lanlan, but you also have Yuanyuan and Tuantuan. These three children are all your children." Yang Ruoqing continued to comfort Zheng Xiaoqin while the iron was hot.

Zheng Xiaoqin couldn't bear it anymore and hugged Yuanyuan into her arms.

Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up and watched.

Zheng Xiaoqin shed tears for a while, and she stood up holding Yuanyuan in her arms, "Sister Qing'er, I have figured it out, and life will go on."

"This man thing has completely hurt me. From now on, I will live by Lanlan."

"I still have two godsons, Tuan Tuan Yuan Yuan, so I'm not lonely either. I don't have to worry about finding a man to remarry or anything like that!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said nothing.

My heart says that you are only eighteen or nineteen years old, and you just say that you are not looking for a man...

I won't refute you now. After a year or two, when the shadow left by Jiang Xianjun gradually fades away, you, a young woman, will definitely not be able to bear it.

When an honest and reliable man appears again, haha, everything will fall into place.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you want." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Then what are you going to do next?" she asked again.

Zheng Xiaoqin looked around and said: "I have packed up Jiang Xianjun's clothes, shoes and socks, and I plan to take them to the river dam behind the village and throw them away."

Yang Ruoqing hesitated and said, "It's getting dark now. I advise you not to throw it away. Even if you want to throw it away, it's not too late to throw it away tomorrow."

"No, I want to throw it away. Only when I throw away his things and can't find anything related to him can I feel calm!" Zheng Xiaoqin said stubbornly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly.

The thing that is really related to Jiang Xianjun is none other than Lanlan!

Do you throw it away quickly?

Besides, those so-called clothes, shoes and socks are, to put it bluntly, dead things.

Really letting go is a state and a feeling in one's heart.

I've figured it out in my head and decided to put it down, let alone those clothes, shoes and socks.

Even if Jiang Xianjun stood in front of his eyes, there would be no emotional ups and downs.

At this moment, a child's cry came from outside the house.

Zheng Xiaoqin was startled because she heard that it was the cry of her daughter Lanlan.

Yang Ruoqing also heard it and said quickly: "It's getting dark. I advise you to take care of Lanlan first. The child is probably sleepy and hungry. You will have a lot of time to do other things tomorrow."

Zheng Xiaoqin nodded.

Yang Ruoqing took Yuanyuan and said again: "Hurry up and take Lanlan back!"

Zheng Xiaoqin said "Okay" and walked out quickly.

Yang Ruoqing also quickly followed Yuanyuan out.

At this time, Lao Jiangtou had already entered the yard with Lan Lan in his arms, and everything in the yard obviously surprised the old man. He saw it with his eyes and felt worried in his heart!

Xiaoqin took the crying Lanlan into her arms and comforted her.

Old Jiangtou stood aside, looking at the yard and sighing.

"That bastard Xianjun hasn't come back yet?" he asked Zheng Xiaoqin.

Zheng Xiaoqin shook her head, raised her head to the old man, and forced a forced smile: "I'm afraid I won't come back again."

Old Jiang Tou's face turned completely gloomy.

"If I had known this, the emperor should not have granted amnesty to the world and let that poisonous woman out of prison. What a disaster!"

When the old man mentioned his second daughter-in-law, he no longer mentioned her name and directly used the word "poisonous woman" as a code name...

Yang Ruoqing carried Yuanyuan to the door of the main room, saw Old Jiangtou, and said hello to Old Jiangtou.

Lao Jiangtou was a little surprised when he saw Yang Ruoqing appearing here, but then he suddenly understood.

It was Yang Ruoqing who accompanied Zheng Xiaoqin to the town to find Xianjun three days ago. Yang Ruoqing is also an insider...

"Qing'er, I want to ask you something!"

"Mr. Jiang, what's the matter? You can just give me the order."

"Qing'er," Lao Jiangtou has been worrying about feeding his grandchildren and his wife these past few days. He cannot eat well and sleep well. He looks particularly old and haggard.

"Qing'er, when you are free, please take me to town with you!"

"I'm going to find that bastard Xianjun. I'm going to use my crutch to hit his head hard and knock him awake!"

Forehead……

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Zheng Xiaoqin.

Zheng Xiaoqin's face was filled with emotion.

But at this moment, no matter how moved and touched, it could not cover the loneliness caused by the Jiang Xianjun incident.

So Zheng Xiaoqin could only smile bitterly and said: "Sir, you should take care of your health, and don't worry about our affairs..."

"How can I not worry? You are still so young, and Lanlan is still so small!" Lao Jiangtou said excitedly.

The smile that squeezed out of Zheng Xiaoqin's face completely dissipated, leaving only an indescribable bitterness...

The sky was gradually getting dark, and the sun had already reached the other side of the mountain, completely disappearing.

On the road outside the yard, there are villagers returning from work.

From all the way across the road, you can hear women at the entrance of the village and on the roadside shouting at the top of their lungs for their playing children to come home to take a bath, eat, and sleep.

Lan Lan yawned and lay in Zheng Xiaoqin's arms, quivering with her eyelids.

But Yuanyuan was already asleep.

Old Jiangtou said again: "It's already dark today. If he had the intention, he should have followed you back yesterday, the day before yesterday, or even the day you came back from town."

"It's been three days and he still hasn't come back. Even if you give him thirty or three hundred days, he won't come back. This little beast!"

The old ginger head became more and more angry as he talked, and his body was shaking as he stood there.

Regarding this, Yang Ruoqing and Zheng Xiaoqin could only look at each other helplessly, neither of them knew what to say.

As an old ginger head, he must hate Xian Junniang more than anyone else present.

Why?

Because Jiang Er died at the hands of Xian Junniang!

Even if he was killed by the wrong hand, he was still dead after all!

Moreover, during the time when Jiang Er was sick and paralyzed, Xianjun's mother gave him a lot of looks and took no care of him at all. Jiang Xianjun was basically waiting for his illness.
Chapter completed!