Chapter 1 Who is your wife?

Li Qiaomu, who was half asleep, felt a hand touching her body and suddenly opened her eyes.

At this moment, her opened eyes met a pair of translucent eyes, and they belonged to a man.

Li Qiaomu was so frightened that he hugged the quilt and shouted, "Ah..., who are you? Why are you in my house?"

Jian Haotian was so frightened by his wife's shouts that he fell under the bed with a thud.

Looking at his wife who was looking at him as if she were a ghost, he quickly got up and sat in front of her, "Daughter-in-law, it's me, I'm Haotian, what's wrong with you, why don't you recognize me?"

"Daughter-in-law? What kind of wife? I, I haven't even..." After shouting here, Li Qiaomu realized that something seemed wrong. The clothes this man was wearing were so old-fashioned, and he knew it was her at a glance.

The clothes my father only wore at that time.

She quickly looked around again, and saw that it was surrounded by walls made of adobe, and it was not the suite she had lived in before.

And this bed, she had seen it before in the room where her grandmother slept.

"Where is this? Me, what happened to me?" She looked at the strange environment in front of her in disbelief.

"Daughter-in-law, don't scare me. What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Jian Haotian approached her and asked with concern.

Li Qiaomu was stunned by his sudden approach. Her eyes were staring at his sharp, handsome face without her control.

I have to say that although the clothes this man is wearing are a bit ugly, his face is not bad.

"Let me ask you, when is it now and what year is it?" She quickly shook her head to prevent herself from being fascinated by his beauty.

"It's 1988, wife, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Jian Haotian nervously touched her forehead with his hand.

Li Qiaomu slapped his hand away, and his mind was filled with what he had just answered.

1988! She actually came to this era as soon as she closed her eyes and opened them again.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jian Haotian was so anxious that he ignored the pain in his legs and hurriedly crawled towards her. Jun Lang's face was full of worry for her, "Daughter-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

After withstanding this blow, Li Qiaomu was in the mood to carefully look at the man in front of him.

At the same time, I also discovered that he seemed to have something wrong with his legs.

"I'm fine, I just had a nightmare that scared me." Seeing that his eyes were full of worry for him, Li Qiaomu was still a little moved.

"How's your leg?" She asked blatantly without saying anything, so she had to ask vaguely.

"It's okay, it just hurts a little bit at night, but I can bear it, but you may suffer during this period." He looked at her apologetically.

From his words, Li Qiaomu could tell that his leg was only injured and he was not lame, so she felt relieved.

After saying this, the room became quiet again.

At this time, Li Qiaomu, who had been single for more than thirty years, suddenly had a man lying next to her, which made her really panic.

"Go to sleep, I'm sleepy." After struggling for a few seconds, she couldn't wait to say these words to the man lying next to her, and then closed her eyes as if she was dead.

Jian Haotian, who was lying on the outside of the bed, looked at his wife who had her back turned to him, his deep eyes showing a dark and unclear light.

The night was long, and it was even longer for Li Qiaomu who suddenly walked through.

(End of chapter)

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