My husband is cold and heartless, we are reborn and divorced

"Wait, how could you dream about my father in Jiangnan?"

Jiang Wan then recalled the doubts in Fu Yan's words, "You didn't know about this in your previous life."

Fu Yan pondered over Jiang Wan's words and realized that she mistakenly thought that she could only dream about things that happened in her previous life.

He lowered his head and looked at Jiang Wan's face opposite him, and whispered: "I can't only see what happened to me. I can see everything that happened in my previous life, but the scene is different every time."

Jiang Wan suddenly laughed softly, "Does this mean that you can also know what happened to other people?"

Fu Yan didn't know why, but he suddenly covered his lips and coughed softly, "It's about like this."

"Can you see everything?" Jiang Wan asked her again. The beauty opposite her supported her face and stared at him with interest.

Fu Yan couldn't resist, his brows twitched slightly, and he didn't know what he thought of, his eyebrows swayed, "What do you want to say?"

Jiang Wan leaned forward, "Then can you know other things that happened? Isn't this predicting the future? After all, some things may be biased, but some things are happening exactly as they are."

Fu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, but I haven't dreamed of anything else yet."

Jiang Wan smiled and said, "Fu Yan, tell me what you dreamed about."

Fu Yan first glanced at Jiang Wan, then turned sideways and stood up. "Have you finished eating? Shall we go back?"

Jiang Wan saw that he didn't seem to want to tell her. Could it be that there was something big that he was hiding from her?

"Let's go."

Jiang Wan and Fu Yan were walking on the street. She saw an old woman selling vegetables nearby and asked Fu Yan, "No one is making breakfast, so we have to make lunch too, right?"

Fu Yan hadn't thought about this matter at first. He had never worried about these things. He didn't expect that one day he would have to think about what to eat for lunch and even cook it himself.

Jiang Wan looked at Fu Yan, "But you can't do it, and neither can I. What should I do?"

Fu Yan's eyebrows moved, "Didn't you send snacks to grandma and mother before?"

Jiang Wan shook his head. "I have forgotten now. I don't know anything anymore."

Fu Yan: "......"

Jiang Wan pointed at Fu Yan and said, "You don't know how to do it either. Then let's just starve to death and see if His Majesty will withdraw his order in advance."

"We can learn." Fu Yan looked over with serious eyes.

Seeing his sincere look, Jiang Wan shook her head and said, "Farewell, you are Master Fu, the Minister, you are so busy, how can you have time?"

Fu Yan naturally heard the sarcasm in Jiang Wan's words.

"If people are starving to death, then nothing else matters." Fu Yan passed by Jiang Wan and walked in front of the old woman. He actually bought the vegetables and paid for them in front of Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan sighed. She had originally thought that she could make Fu Yan give up and deal with the matter together with her.

They could just go out to the restaurant to eat by themselves, why do this?

It seems that Fu Yan still doesn't want to divorce.

All men are like this, it's just that Jiang Wan was the one who proposed the divorce, so it's just psychological effects on him.

Otherwise, why would Fu Yan, who has never cared about anything, waste his precious time to accompany me to do these things?

Jiang Wan followed behind Fu Yan.

I watched him buy groceries considerately and buy a lot.

Arriving at a chicken farm, Jiang Wan covered his nose and said, "Fu Yan, you don't want to?"

Fu Yan nodded. "You've had a hard time traveling. Stewing chicken can help you replenish your body."

The cock is still alive...

Fu Yan was holding it in his hand, and it was making a clattering sound.

Fu Yan was wearing a moon-white satin shirt, which made her look noble, but she was holding a chicken in her hand...

Jiang Wan smiled when he looked at the dishes in his hands.

Go ahead and buy it, and see what he does with it after he gets home.

Mr. Fu is in the kitchen cooking. Can he kill the chicken?

Sure enough, after buying it back, Fu Yan and the live chicken looked into each other's eyes.

Chicken: "Cluck, cluck..."

Fu Yan: "......"

Jiang Wan chuckled, "Why are you standing there?"

Fu Yan coughed awkwardly.

"It's my first time, I have to see how others kill."

Jiang Wan sneered, "Didn't you just watch it at the chicken farm? Didn't you say you learned it?"

Jiang Wan stretched out his hand, "Please start your performance."

Fu Yan did find it interesting, but he had never killed a chicken.

If it was just a simple killing, it would be almost the same as killing someone, just slash the neck with a sword. But I thought that after killing the chicken, I had to pluck the feathers, and finally chop it into pieces and boil it into a pot of soup.

Fu Yan didn't know where to start.

However, after looking at Jiang Wan standing next to him, Fu Yan still held the knife firmly in his hand.

He gestured to the chicken's long neck.

The chicken had a band tied to its claws, so it couldn't run away. It could only stare at Fu Yan with its two transparent round beads, "Cluck, cluck!"

Jiang Wan bent over and smiled, "If you don't kill it, I will really accept it as my brother."

Fu Yan was stunned after seeing her smile.

This was the first time Jiang Wan laughed so heartily in front of him.

Fu Yan had never thought about what kind of wife he would marry.

Until he reached the age of marriage, his elders always mentioned it to him.

At that time, Fu Yan was thinking of finding a wife who was virtuous and gentle, and could take good care of the house, like an ordinary couple, with the man working outside and the woman working inside.

You don't need to have outstanding looks or a distinguished family background.

Mother and grandmother wanted to help Fu Yan both internally and externally.

Fu Yan never thought of relying on his wife to rise to the top.

He works hard to earn what he wants, including what his wife wants and what his family wants.

Therefore, Jiang Wan was able to take care of the affairs of the rear house from the beginning, and Fu Yan was very satisfied with her.

But after hearing what Jiang Wan said today, he suddenly came to his senses.

A wife is a family member, not a servant, and she does not need to do things to satisfy herself.

Because she was a person who came to live with him, not a slave who came to serve him.

Husband and wife should be able to understand and tolerate each other regardless of whether the other is good or bad, work together and bear responsibilities together.

It does not mean enjoying the pleasures of life together, nor does it mean enjoying wealth, power and glory together.

But even if one of them is lonely, even if there are some extremely annoying things, they can face it together. Even when the lives of both of them are in danger, they can hug each other. Whether it is facing life or death, they are willing to face it together.

But Fu Yan was deeply wrong.

Along the way, he always faced, took on and solved problems alone, trying to give his family peace, the peace he thought he had.

Suddenly one day, the person who was closest to him appeared.

He thought his life hadn't changed at all.

He still faces, bears and solves the problem alone.

He ignored the fact that his wife also needed his company and his explanations.

When he rescued Su Liqing, the first thing he thought about was his wife's dignity, and the second thing he thought about was to tell her about this matter in person.