After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried

Zhao Qiumei sniffed, even though she had told herself countless times in her heart that it had happened, and all she could do was to be strong enough.

She also thought she had calmly accepted the fact that Wang Youjun beat her, but she still felt sour in her heart when she recounted in person the things she had been wronged about.

She raised her head and smiled at Yun Qinghuan, "Well, I know that all this is over, and my life will get better and better in the future."

The smile on his face became brighter.

Yun Qinghuan was relieved to see her like this.

Just talking and walking like this, we soon arrived at Wang Shufeng's house.

As soon as she knocked on the door, Wang Shufeng's mother-in-law came to open the door. When she saw the three of them, a smile appeared on her face, "Are you here? Feng'er must be very happy to see you here. She has been sick these two days and last night She also had a high fever. The village doctor said that she was pregnant and could not take medicine randomly, so he gave her some herbal medicine to drink. She fought hard and got better in the morning. Now that she sees you coming, she will definitely be very happy. , if you are happy and in a good mood, the disease will be cured faster."

Yun Qinghuan and others greeted her, called her aunt, and followed her lead into the house.

Because Wang Shufeng is sick and is afraid of infecting her son, the child now lives in a room with his grandmother so that the child's grandmother can take care of the child.

Probably because Wang Shufeng was ill, Baizhongshan didn't work in the fields today. When he saw the sisters coming over, he went out hurriedly and made room for them to whisper.

Before leaving, each of them poured a cup of tea to drink.

Yun Qinghuan saw Wang Shufeng's somewhat pale face and felt distressed as she stepped forward to hold her hand, "What's going on? I haven't seen her for a few days, why are you so sick?"

Even though the quilt covered her belly, Yun Qinghuan could tell that her belly was a little big.

When Wang Shufeng saw them coming over, a smile appeared on her face. She was obviously very happy. She sat up and said with a smile, "It's nothing. It's just that this pregnancy is a bit torturous. It's vomiting and uncomfortable. It's okay for a while." Note that I caught a cold and caught wind, and the fever has gone away, and I’m almost healed.”

Wang Shufeng patted the edge of the bed and asked them to sit over, "To be honest, I'm really happy that you came to see me. I was also worried that you would all be admitted to college, but I would not be admitted to college, and you and I would be separated." "

In fact, although Wang Shufeng was a little disappointed that she didn't get into college, she didn't feel too bad because it was expected.

What made her uncomfortable was that she had finally established a good relationship with Yun Qinghuan and the others and had her own friends.

As a result, Yun Qinghuan and the others were both admitted to college, and they would go to college in the future. She was the only one left in the village. Over time, this relationship may have faded.

Maybe it's because I'm a little sentimental about pregnancy. The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.

No, if I didn't notice for a moment, I would catch a cold and have a fever.

When Yun Qinghuan heard what she said, she couldn't help laughing and pointed at her head, "What you said is really heartless. Are we people like that? How could it be because you didn't get into college? I won’t play with you anymore? Besides, you just failed to pass the exam for the time being. When the child is born, you will study hard and make sure you can pass the exam. Then we will go to college together and we can still play together like now. "

"Maybe we can make appointments to have dinner together and go shopping in the mall more often."

When Wang Shufeng heard what she said, her eyes lit up, as if she suddenly gained strength, "I'm going to get a book and read it now, I can't waste time."

There was a sudden sense of urgency.

Seeing this, Qiao Yue was a little speechless, and quickly pushed her down on the bed again, "Little ancestor, you can just do it, this illness is just right, don't get sick again after all the trouble, when the time comes, the rest of us will be in your man's eyes, I guess I'm not here to see a doctor, but I'm here specifically to make you sick."

"Then we are so wronged."

"Besides, there's no rush to study right now. We'll wait until you feel better."

Seeing that neither Qiao Yue nor Yun Qinghuan agreed that she should study now, Wang Shufeng stopped moving with some annoyance, touched her head, and smiled.

Zhao Qiumei hugged her daughter Zhao Yiwen, covering her mouth and laughing beside her.

Because of this gag, the estrangement that had formed between several people over the matter of not being admitted to college completely disappeared, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Yun Qinghuan took out the cakes brought for Wang Shufeng and gave them to her. Wang Shufeng was very happy. She opened the oil paper and took out a piece to eat, narrowing her eyes at the deliciousness.

But she didn't want to eat the remaining pieces, so she wrapped them in oil paper and put the pastries on the table. "I'll give them to my son and my mother-in-law to try later."

Several people smiled when they saw her like this, and had to sigh with emotion. Wang Shufeng has really changed a lot now. Compared with when she first came here from the countryside, she is completely different.

At that time, how could Wang Shufeng share her food with others? It’s good if you don’t take advantage of others.

A few people sat here chatting for a while, and it was almost noon. Wang Shufeng's mother-in-law went to the kitchen to make lunch. They couldn't continue talking, so they told Wang Shufeng, regardless of Baizhongshan's request to stay. , went out directly, planning to go back to their respective homes.

The three of them were on the same road for a part of the way, so they planned to go together for the first part of the road.

When they reach the fork in the road, they separate.

Who would have thought that when they reached the fork in the road, they would meet Wang Youjun and his mother.

The mother and son had just walked from the educated youth point. They probably didn't find Zhao Qiumei and were waiting for her at this crossroads.

Zhao Qiumei held Zhao Yiwen in her arms. When she saw Wang Youjun and his mother, her expression changed and she asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

It was obvious that Wang Youjun and his son were here with bad intentions. Yun Qinghuan and Qiao Yue looked at each other. It was impossible to leave Zhao Qiumei and her daughter alone. The two of them consciously stood next to Zhao Qiumei and looked at Wang Youjun and his son carefully. They were obviously trying to Zhao Qiumei supported him.

Sure enough, when Wang Youjun saw the two of them, although his attitude was not very good, he still restrained his emotions a bit and said in a suppressed voice, "Zhao Qiumei, follow me to the side."

Zhao Qiumei didn't even move her brows. She stood still and said coldly, "If you want to say it, say it here. If you don't want to say it, don't block my way. I'm going back."

Wang Youjun's eyes were a bit cold. Seeing that she refused to move, he could only compromise and ask, "When did you take the college entrance examination without telling us?"

"Did you plan the divorce a long time ago? Because you knew you were going to college and wanted to kick me out and live a good life in the city?"

"Or do you want to find another man who is better and more capable?!"

The more Wang Youjun talked, the angrier he became. In the end, he couldn't suppress his anger. He didn't even care that two outsiders, Yun Qinghuan and Qiao Yue, were still present. He asked coldly, "Zhao Qiumei, why are you so mean? You can't bear it so much." Are you lonely? I just haven't touched you for a few months!"

Zhao Qiumei's face was livid with anger, and her chest was heaving. (End of chapter)