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Chapter II Temporary Couples

"As a concubine, you should guess what kind of life I have lived in the past. I don't want to go back to the Feng family. Can I let me stay here? Or stay at your house for the time being?" Feng Qing told the truth directly to Fang Zheng, at least she could only leave the Fang family if she figured out the current environment.

At least the Fang family has a simple population and there are not many conflicts. If she goes to a wealthy family, she doesn't know how to die. Feng Qing always knew that she had to pay as much as she got. She believed that she didn't have the ability to fight wits and courage with others.

The man lowered his head and said nothing.

"Let's do this." Although ancient times, it was emphasized by the orders of parents and matchmakers, but they were not without free love before marriage. She said: "If you have someone you like in the future, we can divorce."

In ancient times, divorce was called divorce?

The man curled his eyelashes and trembled for a long time, and spit out a word: "Okay."

With a temporary place to survive, Feng Qing's mood suddenly became much brighter. She supported the man gratefully, "Honey, come, I'll help you take off your clothes, you lie on the bed."

Feng Qing obviously felt the man's arms stiffen. He turned his face away and only showed the gradually red ear tips, "No, no, I can do it myself."

I don't know if it's too nervous, but he forgot to cough.

"Don't be polite to me." If you want to stay here safely for a while, you must rely on this man.

After saying that, Feng Qing pulled the man's big infrared robe without saying a word, took off his shoes, then pressed the person down directly, pulled the quilt next to him and covered it with him.

A series of actions were completed in one go.

She was very busy and didn't pay attention to the man's thoughtful gaze.

"Sanlang, the medicine is here, I'm blowing it cold for you, it's just right to drink it." Fang Jiang's voice was already at the door.

Feng Qing hurriedly opened the door.

Seeing Feng Qingting being straightforward, Fang Jiang's anger dissipated a little, but she still reminded unhappily: "You will be a member of our Fang family in the future. You can keep it for me to keep it in the Feng family's lady's style. It's true that you serve my Sanlang well on weekdays."

Feng Qing moved out of position and made no sound.

Although she understood that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law probably had this model in this era, she still couldn't accept it for the time being.

Fortunately, the person on the bed had already stood up, "Mom, I'm here for the first time, how much trouble you should teach her."

This was so nice that Fang Jiang's anger disappeared in the end. Her voice softened several times, "Don't worry, mom knows, hurry up, drink the medicine, go to bed early after drinking it."

As soon as he delivered the medicine bowl to the man, Fang Jiang paused, turned around and glared, "Which stands there? I wonder if I can help Sanlang get up?"

It's really no sight.

Feng Qing didn't have time to sigh this time. According to Fang Jiang's instructions, he went over and helped her, the newly released husband, up.

The three of them worked together and finally finished a bowl of medicine.

Fang Jiang took back the bowl and reminded: "Sanlang, it's getting colder this day, and your cough is getting heavier. Why don't you go to the town to see Dr. Xu tomorrow?"

"Mom, I'm all old habits. It's better to wait until the weather is warm. I'll just go out less during this period." In fact, he knew that his family had exhausted his last little family background for his marriage. Anyway, his problem is not dead at the moment. If possible, just delay it.

Fang Jiang didn't know the concerns of her third son. Her eyes were sore and she turned her head, "Okay, cover her more quilts at night and don't catch a cold."

After saying that, he got up with the bowl.

Before leaving, his voice changed again, "And you, you slept like a dead pig at night, look at Saburo."

After Fang Jiang left, the man explained, "Mom, she has such a hot and powerful personality, don't mind."

"Won't."

Feng Qing climbed onto the bed and lie down on her back. In the eyes of others, the two were already husband and wife, so it was natural to sleep together. Besides, there was only one bed in the room, and now the winter solstice is over again, and it is chilly everywhere, so she doesn't want to hit the floor.

The two of them each covered a thick quilt, enough to sleep with one more person.

In the quiet room, no one spoke again.

Feng Qing closed his eyes and began to think about the future path.

After reading the original owner's memory, Feng Qing knew nothing about anything except knowing that the man's name was Fang Zheng and the place she was in is Dongliu Village, Baita Town, Qingfeng County.

Feng Qing closed his eyes and sighed again.

There is no other way, just explore it slowly.

Throw all your worries behind your head and fall asleep quickly.

What Feng Qing didn't know was that after realizing that her breathing was stable, the man next to her turned his face and stared at her for a long time.

After all, Feng Qing slept very heavily after he had to integrate his soul into this body.

The next day, the rooster crowed three times, and the people around him got up tugged and tickled. Feng Qing was still sleeping and wondering what it was tonight.

The door opened with a creak, and the man walked out of the door lightly.

Outside, Fang Jiang had already boiled the wash water. She looked up and saw the youngest son at the door, and quickly put down the basin, "Sanlang, why did you get up so early? It's cold, don't come out."

After saying that, he stretched out his head and looked behind Fang Zheng, but he didn't see Feng Qing, and he was immediately angry, "Where is your wife?!"

Before Fang Zheng could answer, Fang Jiang had already rushed to the door of the new house like a gust of wind, kicked her feet, and shouted: "The chickens are calling three times. You lazy guy are still sleeping. Whose wife is like you? Get up for me and go to cook."

Fang Jiang's voice was very loud, and Feng Qing was awakened even if he was fainted. She forced her eyes to open her eyes and felt that the scene in front of her was too strange. She muttered: "Who are you?"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly woke up and hurriedly got up, "I'll get up now."

Fang Jiang only heard Feng Qing’s next words, and she snorted coldly: “Give me a quick hand and footsteps, the family is still waiting for dinner!”

After saying that, he walked out again in a cold wind.

Feng Qing rubbed his temples that were slightly painful and got out of bed.

She didn't think that she could travel back when she woke up. After all, her original body fell into the earthquake ruins, so it was already a great luck to not be incomplete.

There is a small red paint box at the foot of the bed, which is the dowry brought by the original owner.

Pan has always been mean, so he naturally would not give her good things. Apart from the satin wedding dress yesterday, there were only two sets of ugly colors in the box, one for spring and autumn, one for winter clothes, and more than a dozen broken silver.

The original owner's father gave the money casually when he saw the original owner's shabby dowry.

Feng Qing exhaled and rubbed her hands. It was really cold in the morning and she didn't care about the style and the color was ugly. She picked up the thick jacket and quickly changed into it.

Although the Fang family has no background, the house is good.

Fang Zheng's grandfather was also a wealthy family, but later became obsessed with gambling and lost his family's fortunes. Before he could mortgage the house to continue gambling, he got drunk one day and came back from the town. He accidentally fell into the ditch, face down, and was drowned by water less than ankle-deep.

People went there, but at least they left a place for future generations to live in.

There are three large rooms in the Fang family's yard. The main hall in the middle is usually served for guests. The old man Fang and Fang Jiang live in the west, and Fang Zheng lives in the east. Fang Zheng is weak and needs to live in a sunny house. This is decided by Fang Jiang.
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