Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Zhou Shixun hugged Sheng Anning tightly and stroked her back: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's just a dream. It's all better now. Look, you're still fine. We're all fine."

Sheng Anning cried so hard that she was out of breath: "No, it's not good at all. It's not like this at all. Why is it like this? I miss home, Zhou Zhangsuo, I want to go home. Wuwu."

Zhou Shixun tightened his arms around Sheng Anning little by little and clenched his fists. He knew that when Sheng Anning was talking about going home, she was not going back to the Sheng family in the provincial capital, but back to her world.

However, he didn't know where that world was. If Sheng Anning left, could she come back?

The harder Sheng Anning cried, the more violent the fetal movement became. The little one in her belly seemed to be reminding her, Mom, we are still here, you can't leave, so don't be sad.

Sheng Anning came back to her senses, cried and touched her belly, and then pulled Zhou Shixun to touch her belly: "The children moved, Zhou Changsuo, I may never go back."

As she spoke, she burst into tears. She didn't know how to express her sadness and sadness, let alone how to tell Zhou Shixun so that he could understand her current mood.

She still couldn't face her brother's death.

How could the best brother in the world just disappear?

Zhou Shixun could feel the slight rippling sensation in his belly under his big hands. It turned out that this was the so-called fetal movement, but he was not excited. He held the crying Sheng Anning with one hand, not knowing how to comfort her.

I don't even know what happened in her dream to make her cry so sadly.

Sheng Anning cried until her tears stopped flowing and her voice became hoarse, then she turned into soft sobs. However, she still couldn't ignore the pain in her heart. It hurt too much.

In the afternoon, Zhong Wenqing and Zhou Nanguang came over and saw Sheng Anning sitting on the bed, with red and swollen eyes and tears in her eyes.

Zhong Wenqing didn't even think about it, and stared at Zhou Shixun beside him: "Did you make her angry? You said that you are such a big man, how can you have trouble with your own wife? And An Ning is still pregnant, why are you doing this?

Make her angry."

She scolded Zhou Shixun without asking any questions. She felt that there were only two people in the family, Sheng Anning and Zhou Shixun. If Zhou Shixun didn't make her cry in anger, who else could be there?

Zhou Shixun didn't say anything, which was equivalent to acknowledging that he had bullied Sheng Anning.

Zhong Wenqing was very angry and kept talking for a long time, saying that it was not easy for a woman to get pregnant, so why should she give birth to a child for him? The couple's quarrel had a great impact on the family relationship.

Sheng Anning rubbed her swollen and painful eyes and quickly called Zhong Wenqing: "Mom, it has nothing to do with him. I had a dream at noon, and it was a bit bad, so I cried."

Her voice was hoarse as soon as she opened her mouth, and Zhong Wenqing was even more convinced that Zhou Shixun was so angry that An Ning was so angry. She had known Sheng An Ning for such a long time and knew what kind of person this girl was.

Although he has a little temper and is quite squeamish at times, he is reasonable and tolerant of his family. He is not an angry person. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He glared at Zhou Shixun and said, "Look, you bullied An Ning. She

I also want to say good things to you. If you say you are sorry or not, I will go to the town and buy some cakes and bring you peace."

Sheng Anning was very sad at first, but after hearing Zhong Wenqing's words, she felt very sad. No matter how sad she was, she couldn't let the people around her who cared about her worry.

Wiping her tears, she reached out and hugged Zhong Wenqing, who was sitting beside the bed: "Mom, I'm really not angry with Zhou Shixun, and he's not angry with me either. And if I was angry, I would definitely hit him. It's impossible to sit and be angry like this.

Stifling."

Zhong Wenqing asked in disbelief: "Is it true?"

Sheng Anning nodded: "Really, don't scold him. He is very good to me. I just cried in my dreams and he gave me sugar water."

This point really cannot be unfair to Zhou Shixun.

When she lost control of her emotions just now, she could still feel Zhou Shixun's nervousness and uneasiness. The usually calm man looked like a confused and nervous boy at that moment, which probably scared him quite a bit.

Zhong Wenqing was sure that Sheng Anning was not lying, so he coaxed Sheng Anning: "It's okay, I just had a nightmare. You must know that dreams are the opposite. If something goes wrong in a dream, the reality must be safe. If there is a dead person in the dream, then this person must be safe."

It can live a hundred years.”

When Sheng Anning heard this, she almost shed tears again. She quickly reached out and wiped her eyes: "Mom, I'm a little hungry. Can you bake me a steamed bun on the stove?"

Zhong Wenqing answered naturally: "Eat when you are hungry, what else should you eat?"

Sheng Anning shook his head: "Just eat grilled steamed buns and put some fermented bean curd on them."

It was inconvenient for Zhou Nanguang to come in, so he had been listening to the noise in the house. When he heard that Sheng Anning wanted to eat grilled steamed buns, he quickly took off the kettle on the stove, washed his hands, cut the steamed buns, and baked them carefully on the stove lid.

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Seeing Zhou Shixun come out first, he asked: "You really didn't mess with An Ning?"

Zhou Shixun shook his head: "No."

His voice was muffled and he was also very unhappy.

Zhou Nanguang felt that the young couple must have been quarreling, but it was normal. How could a couple not quarrel? He glared at Zhou Shixun and said: "You are a man, don't be as knowledgeable as your own wife, that is not your ability."

Zhou Shixun remained silent, put on his coat and went out, intending to buy pastries for Sheng Anning.

It wasn't until night that Sheng Anning felt better. She suppressed the sadness in her heart and chatted with Zhou Chaoyang and Zhong Wenqing. She refused to tell Zhou Chaoyang about what she dreamed about, no matter how Zhou Chaoyang asked her.

Zhou Chaoyang didn't take it to heart after thinking about it. After all, she also had a little secret that she was hiding from her sister-in-law.

Seeing that Sheng Anning was a little tired, Zhou Chaoyang thought for a while and told Sheng Anning a big gossip: "Do you still remember what I told you last time, Lu Changfeng came to our department?"

Sheng Anning was stunned for a moment. This matter had been going on for a long time, and nothing was said about it later. She thought there had been changes in her job, and she asked in a hoarse voice, "Is he here yet?"

Zhou Chaoyang nodded quickly: "Come on, I will go back to work in the afternoon, and he will be there. Good guy, it is really different. He dislikes our procrastination in work, and also dislikes that our office is messy. Anyway, there is no place that he likes."

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Sheng Anning still remembered the gossip: "Then wouldn't you be able to see each other every day now?"

Zhou Chaoyang nodded happily: "Yes, yes, we are in the same office now, he is sitting opposite me."

Sheng Anning didn't dare to think about what Zhou Chaoyang's work was like when he faced Lu Changfeng. Was he just like a little quail again?

Even though I was extremely sad, I still didn't forget to gossip about Zhou Chaoyang: "Then you will be very nervous when facing Lu Changfeng every day? Will your heartbeat be over 100 every day?"

Zhou Chaoyang glared: "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? We have a very serious superior-subordinate relationship now."

Zhong Wenqing listened for a long time and finally understood: "Chaoyang, do you like Lu Changfeng?"