I love you, the words Wen Wanwan once hoped to hear, but now she feels bursts of sadness. After you have become someone else's husband, can you really believe the love you say to me, or is it just you?
What you will say to the woman in your arms when you are satisfied.
Wen Wanwan felt that her heart ached so much, but she could not help but yearn for Shi Mingxun's warmth.
I have always known that your tenderness never belongs to me, but I can't help but want to covet the tenderness you give me.
Like a moth to a flame, she does not hesitate to risk her own life until she perishes. This is a true portrayal of Wen Wanwan, and it is also her strongest heart.
Because of Shi Mingxun's arrival, Wen Wanwan specially asked for two days' leave to accompany him. Although she always knew that Shi Mingxun might not be able to stay here for long or stay for long.
He is very busy and has no time to stay with him in the deep mountains and old forests. He will always be suitable for a prosperous metropolis, unlike himself who can only stay in such a desolate place and die alone.
I borrowed a rooster from the cow aunt next door, and went to the only old woman in the village who raised a cow to milk some milk.
The cow in the old woman's house is very old, and she doesn't know when she will die. But she still has to shoulder the milk production work of the entire village. There is no way she is the only cow. If the others want to drink milk, they can only use sheep.
milk instead.
But most people are not used to drinking goat's milk. Just like mutton, goat's milk always has a strange and very unique taste. Very few people can like it.
But Shi Mingxun was so picky, how could he get used to drinking goat's milk? It was because of this gentleness that he made an exception and went to get some milk.
The fresh milk you bring home cannot be consumed directly and needs to be boiled in a pot at home to kill the virus, which also changes the taste of some milk.
This is completely different from the bags of pure milk we usually drink.
The former is purely natural and has high nutritional value. The latter is blended with unknown additives and some messy things. It is just like water and has no value as milk should have.
The milky white liquid slowly boiled in the pot and gave off an attractive smell, while the thick rice porridge kept rolling in the earth stove fire next to it.
The small kitchen was filled with the alluring aroma of food, and this smell floated on the wind to Shi Mingxun, who had not eaten for a whole day.
Constantly tempting Shi Mingxun's appetite.
So hungry. This was Shi Mingxun's first feeling when he woke up. He was really hungry. He turned over reluctantly. Before he opened his eyes, he suddenly felt that the feel of his bed was so strange today.
It was very hard and had a bit of a scummy feel to it. When I reached out and touched the quilt on my body, it was not the silk quilt I used to like to cover myself with, but a cotton quilt that felt a little damp to the touch.
Shi Mingxun opened his eyes suddenly. The dilapidated roof, the dim room, and the smell of rice kept stimulating his taste buds.
Memories returned to Shi Mingxun's brain in an instant, and for the first time, he felt regretful for everything he had done while drunk.
No, it should be the second time, the first time. They had a stone. Thinking of this, Shi Mingxun couldn't help but have a vulgar smile on his face. After he got drunk for the first time, he and Wen Wanwan had a little stone. I don't know.
After getting drunk this time, will a small stone appear?
If that's the case, there's actually nothing wrong with it.
When he thought that there would be another soft and small thing lying in his arms, constantly asking himself and calling him daddy, Shi Mingxun felt that all his unhappiness seemed to be cured by this incident. His face also showed
An extremely naughty smile.
When Wen Wanwan came in with milk, she happened to see Shi Mingxun sitting on the bed alone, with a particularly lewd smile on his face, and his hands caressing his breasts without hesitation.
Wen Wanwan was stunned at that time. He had never seen such a demented Shi Mingxun, let alone such a vulgar smile and behavior.
She couldn't help but coughed twice in a low voice to express to Shi Mingxun that there was another person in this room, so that he should restrain himself a little, at least stop doing such obscene behavior.
It was only after hearing Wen Wanwan's cough that Shi Mingxun woke up from his fantasy dream. He quickly withdrew his hand that was caressing his chest and sat there with a serious look on his face, not daring to go.
Look at Wen Wanwan's expression.
He was afraid that he would see something from above that he was afraid of seeing, which would hurt his fragile self-esteem.
In fact, his self-esteem is really fragile. He shouldn't be able to tell Wen Wanwan that he just fell in love with spring. This is really too embarrassing.
No, this is no longer just a question of whether to be embarrassed or not, it is already a question of whether one can hold his head up in the future.
Fortunately, Wen Wanwan didn't ask what happened just now when she walked to Shi Mingxun. She just casually stuffed the milk into his hand.
"It's time for you to get up and eat." After saying this, Wen Wanwan walked out. Although it was still hot in Haicheng, it was as cool as late autumn in the deep mountains and old forests. It could even be said that it was rare to see the scorching sun all year round.
In the eyes of the villagers, the sun will always look like that, hanging tepidly in the sky. They have never been able to understand what the city people call the scorching heat.
After slowly getting up from the bed, he drank the milk that Wen Wanwan put into his hand in small sips, but felt that his stomach was even hungrier.
This feeling made Shi Mingxun particularly uncomfortable, and he tentatively walked outside the room little by little.
It was also at this time that Shi Mingxun had the opportunity to carefully observe the courtyard where Wen Wanwan lived.
This is a very small yard. The ground of the yard is still some dirt. There is a large graphite in the middle of the yard. Not far from the graphite is a short adobe house. The aroma of the food comes from there.
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Therefore, Shi Mingxun can be sure that there is the kitchen. But what puzzles Shi Mingxun is that there is a kitchen in the bedroom, but where are they going to eat?
For a moment, Shi Mingxun really couldn't think about this result, and finally he focused his gaze on the big stone mill in front of him.
I have to admit that, except for the height, its size and other features are really in line with the image of a dining table, although it has a lot of things that shouldn't be there. But sometimes, you don't need to care so much.
Although she thought so, when Wen Wanwan actually took out the food that Shi Mingxun was about to eat from the kitchen and placed them on the stone grinder, Shi Mingxun still felt that he could not bear this cruel reality.
Although he felt that he was ready to accept an original life, he still wanted to be so rough and straightforward.
However, although it was very unacceptable, he still followed his instinct and worked hard towards food step by step.
He is really hungry. Hunger has overcome all his thoughts now. As for whether the place to eat is too simple or too crude, it is no longer a question that he can think about. Now he only has that bowl in his eyes.
Sweet and delicious porridge.
There are also golden pancakes placed next to him, as well as side dishes that don't look like much, but the smell of them still makes people's mouths salivate.
He really couldn't help it anymore. He looked at the "dining table" that was still so unpleasant to his eyes, and considered his current situation. Finally, Shi Mingxun made a decision resolutely.
After he was full, he walked over to Shi Mo and grabbed a pancake, rolled it casually and stuffed it into his mouth.
The smell was truly amazing. It was beyond words to describe it.
The food cooked by the farmers is also genuine. Although this place is far away from the city, everything seems so shabby and backward, but people's taste has always maintained the pursuit and desire for delicious food.
The farmers here use their most simple yearning for food to satisfy their tastes. Everything they eat is either grown at home or picked from the mountains. Even the eggs they eat are local eggs, so there is no need to mention the taste.
.Real authentic taste.
It constantly challenges Shi Mingxun's taste buds, and it only takes one bite to make him, a notoriously picky person, unable to stop talking.
And when he really felt full and put down his chopsticks, he realized that all the edible things on the stone mill had been swept away by him.
The owner of the food was standing not far away from him, looking at him with a smile. The tenderness in his eyes was something Shi Mingxun had never experienced before.
Although he was a shameless person, he still felt a little embarrassed like this. After taking a quick look at Wen Wanwan and finding that she didn't show any signs of anger, he turned around and ran back to the room.
Looking at Wen Wanwan, she shook her head frequently. Even now, Shi Mingxun still likes to act like a child sometimes.
There is really no way anyone can take him.
After hastily preparing some food, Wen Wanwan put away her dishes and chopsticks. While her hands kept moving, her thoughts began to gradually become unfocused.
It's getting late now and it's definitely not realistic to walk back to the city from the village. Even if you go to a place with a car, it will be a long way.
So Shi Mingxun probably won't leave tonight. The fact that he won't leave again means that he probably has to make do with his own home for another night.
Thinking of everything that happened after Shi Mingxun arrived last night, Wen Wanwan couldn't help but blush. She couldn't tell whether she expected Shi Mingxun to stay or wanted him to leave quickly.
On the one hand, she wanted Shi Mingxun to stay, and on the other hand, she wanted Shi Mingxun to leave. Shi Mingxun was already married to Nashu, and for the sake of marital loyalty and Miss Nashu, he should not stay here any longer.
He should leave and not make another mistake after another. Their last night was just a mistake in panic. This kind of mistake can only happen once, and it must happen only once.
Wen Wanwan knew very well about this in her heart that he was no longer the naive and romantic girl who knew nothing. She knew everything. She even knew why her aunt and sister hated her so much.
It's just because of myself, because I am an illegitimate daughter who has never seen the light of day, and just because my mother is a mistress who destroys other people's families. That's why I am bullied like this.
Everything was due to this humble and lowly status. The mystery that had been buried in her heart for many years was solved, and all the grievances and self-blame burst out from Wen Wanwan's heart. She cried bitterly.
She once thought about resenting her mother, because it was her embarrassing identity that made her unhappy throughout her life. She even thought about resenting her father, because it was his unfaithfulness in marriage that led to his cheating.
He harmed himself and his mother.
Although the facts are like this, if she really hates them, Wen Wanwan just shakes her head stubbornly. She doesn't hate them, and there is no way to hate them.
No matter what they did wrong, no matter how much they changed her future life and destiny, she couldn't resent them. She couldn't do it. Those were her parents who gave birth to her and raised her. She was not qualified.
Whatever you resent, strive for.
She doesn't hate her, and she doesn't hate anyone. Her fate is already like this, so why should she make her more miserable and him even more miserable?
Why not try to see a little bit more, maybe from a different perspective, life will be very different.
It was her thoughts that made her start to face her life positively, but the appearance of Shi Mingxun broke all her plans.
She even unknowingly followed her mother's old path again and became a mistress. The spatula in Wen Wanwan's hand inadvertently passed through her hand and landed hard on the stone ground with a crisp sound.
At this time, Wen Wanwan had already burst into tears. She didn't want to be a mistress, she really didn't want to be a mistress. She didn't want to destroy anyone's feelings, nor did she want to destroy anyone's family. She really didn't want to.
Wen Wanwan's expression was a little dazed. Obviously, she was frightened by her own thoughts. She squatted on the ground and hugged her thin body hard, rolling herself into a small ball. The tears on her face never stopped.
, her palm-sized face was full of grief.
This made Shi Mingxun, who had just rushed over after hearing the noise, feel heartbroken.
"Wanwan," Shi Mingxun's voice was very gentle, and there was even a trace of love that he was not aware of. He stretched out his arms to hug this distressed woman. The mother of her child, his future wife.
, but obviously Wen Wanwan doesn’t appreciate it. This chapter has been completed!