An ugly wife in the time-traveling house

"A Dream of Red Mansions" has been discontinued a long time ago, I don't know about it in late autumn.

So how important it is to obtain information from the outside world in a timely manner. If Wan Qiu is not so housebound and goes out more, he will understand how miserably he was deceived by Lianzhou.

In March, the spring is bright, and the plum blossoms are the first to bloom.

In the room, two people and one small were sitting around the window. After Lian Zhou told Xiao Baozi that he fell asleep, Wan Qiu couldn't hold on anymore.

His eyelids were constantly fighting, and he was becoming less and less interested in the stories Lianzhou told, and he just wanted to finish listening to this month's money, so he stopped coming.

Lianzhou, with her two panda eyes that she suffered from rushing to draft all night, was annoyed at Wan Qiu's drowsy look.

He felt that his talent and dedication had not been given due respect, and in a fit of anger, he slammed the table and said, "I'm talking! Are you listening?"

"Ah!" Wan Qiu was almost taken aback by Lianzhou's voice. He quickly wiped the corners of his mouth and sat upright, like a student who was caught dozing off in class, nodding repeatedly: "Yes, I am listening."

"Then tell me, where did I go?"

"Speaking of..." Where is it?

"Cut! You don't want to listen to me and you don't want to talk about it!" Lianzhou snorted, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and reached out to Wanqiu, "Today is the last day, it's time to renew, 200 taels, here."

"Ah? So soon?" Wan Qiu whispered her doubts: "Isn't there still more than ten days left?"

"What more than ten days?" Lian Zhou settled the accounts for Wan Qiu: "Today is the beginning of the month, and last month is over, give me the money."

"But I only listened to it for fifteen days, less than a month..."

"Who asked you to pay in the middle of the month? It will be automatically cleared at the end of the month, and you have to pay again to enjoy this month's service, otherwise I won't tell you."

Wanqiu was stupid, saying that Lianzhou could only suffer from this boring loss, nodded and said: "That's fine, I won't listen." After saying that, she picked up the little bun who was sleeping soundly, and left.

Lianzhou was taken aback, and hurriedly grabbed the man's stupidly rich meal ticket: "The story is not over yet, are you sure you don't want to listen? You don't want to know the follow-up?"

Wan Qiu felt that the author had collapsed and had no desire to renew at all, so she shook her head.

"Forget it, I'll give you a discount, 180 taels."

"No."

"150 taels!"

"I really don't want to hear it anymore."

"Ten taels?"

Wan Qiu raised her foot and walked towards the courtyard gate.

"50 taels is okay, right?" Lian Zhou snatched the little bun from Wan Qiu's arms, gnashing his teeth: "Don't push yourself too hard, I can't even get back my labor, 50 taels, it can't be less."

Wan Qiu frowned hesitantly: "But..."

"It's nothing to worry about, do you want to..." Lian Zhou rolled his eyes, turned around and ran away holding the little bun who was waking up: "I won't give you the bastard."

"...!"

Wan Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, when she went back to the house to get the money, it happened to be raining in the mountains, she asked strangely, "Husband, why did you come back so early?"

"Didn't you agree to celebrate the child's first birthday tomorrow and go shopping today? Forgot?"

"right!"

"What about the child?"

"What about Lianzhou..." Wan Qiu and Shan Yu talked about the incident, a bit unbelievable, "He actually dropped me to 50 taels all of a sudden, husband, do you think it's strange?"

Shan Yu laughed, and said to himself that you are so easy to deceive, it would be strange if he didn't catch you to finish the oil and water, and dragged Wan Qiu out: "Then just let him watch the child, we will take the dumb grandpa out for a walk, buy some something back."

the other side……

Seeing the darkening sky, Lianzhou fell into long-term contemplation: Could it be that he didn't even want children for 50 taels?

He looked down at the little bun in his arms who was silently brewing emotions, and warned him a little nervously: "Don't cry!"

"~~~woo~"

"If you dare to cry, I will throw you out to feed the wolves!"

"Woo~" Xiao Baozi held his small fists and endured, two hot tears rolled in his eyes, and the moment he couldn't help falling, he couldn't bear it anymore, he closed his eyes and started crying: "Wuuuuu~~~ Wow~"

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When Wan Qiu and Shan Yu came to redeem their son with money and food, Lian Zhou was coaxing Xiao Baozi to talk.

There is no light in the house, one big and one small lie on the window to bask in the moon, Shan Yu stands under the eaves and listens to Lian Zhou talking to himself, knowing that he is homesick and also understands that he is lonely.

These days, Lianzhou's storytelling to Wanqiu is true for money, and it is also true to relieve loneliness, just like he promised to be with Er Zhu, but it is just to replace Shan Yu's company.

Shan Yu thought about how he had slapped Lianzhou not long ago, and sighed softly in his heart. He walked over, but before he could speak, the window was slammed from the inside by Lianzhou, slapping ashes on his nose.

"Lianzhou, I brought you a new pastry from Daohua Village." Shan Yu pushed open the window and put the things in his hand on the low table, and took out a few silver notes from his sleeve, looking at Lianzhou's The back of the head said: "I see that the clothes shop has new spring clothes, and there is red that you like, you..."

Lian Zhou waved all the things on the table to the ground with a wave of his sleeve, without giving Shan Yu a chance to continue talking.

The two of them grew up together and knew each other well.

Shan Yu knew that he would never remember if he didn't do anything to Lian Zhou, so he set up rules for Wan Qiu, and Lian Zhou also knew that Shan Yu had already separated from him the moment he did it, so he simply went alone with him. There was a rupture.

The relationship between them is very deep, and now that there is a rift, it is really difficult to repair it.

Shan Yu was helpless, took the little bun into his arms through the window and left, Wan Qiu stayed behind and asked Lianzhou cautiously: "Tomorrow is the child's first birthday, are you coming?"

Lian Zhou didn't speak, but slammed the window behind her backhand, and after the mountain rain, she patted Wan Qiu's nose with ashes.

Whether Lianzhou didn't show up the next day or not, I heard from the dumb grandfather that I saw him go out early in the morning.

"Forget it, don't wait for him, let's have dinner after catching Zhou."

Shan Yu carried the little bun in new clothes onto the matted table, watched the little guy look around at the table, and finally crawled towards the direction where Wanqiu was standing.

There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

As a parent in this world, expecting their children to become famous is nothing like expecting their children to become famous, and they are several times more eager than their own fame.

Late Autumn's expectation for Xiao Baozi is that he can study and practice calligraphy well when he grows up, and that he will be a scholar in the future, and then he will be the number one scholar, and he will shine in the family.

He deliberately stood in front of the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, with artificial guidance.

And Xiao Baozi also crawled towards him with a smirk and a grinning little butt, just as late autumn wished, and when he was about to achieve his goal, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Shan Yu.

What was placed in front of him was an abacus.