Xu Wantang was about to collapse in the bathroom.
She had just finished taking a shower when she discovered that her menstrual period had arrived. She had never thought of such a thing in her next life.
In her last life, she suffered from major and minor illnesses because of Zhao Youyou and her business affairs. Xu Wantang even suffered from premature amenorrhea due to psychological pressure and physical reasons.
So after he was reborn, Xu Wantang didn't even remember that he had such a relative, and he didn't prepare a menstrual belt or anything.
The paper in the bathroom ran out at some point. Xu Wantang searched around but couldn't find anything to replace it.
After several minutes of mental preparation, Xu Wantang tentatively called Lu Yunzheng.
The footsteps outside gradually approached, and the next second, Lu Yunzheng's voice sounded at the door, "Here, what's wrong?"
In the bathroom, Xu Wantang closed his eyes suddenly and said quickly and loudly, "Please check the cabinet next to the dining table to see if there are any new rolls of paper. If there is, pass it over to me. Thank you!"
The moment Xu Wantang finished speaking, the people outside the door seemed a little stunned, and then there was the sound of footsteps that gradually became smaller and smaller.
A few seconds later, Lu Yunzheng's voice came again, "There is no more paper. I'll buy it. Just hold on a little longer."
Before Xu Wantang could react, he heard Lu Yunzheng seemingly walking out of the house quickly.
Only then did Xu Wantang remember that the roll of paper placed on the cabinet seemed to have been taken away from Lu Yunzheng in the afternoon, but now she had no better way.
A few minutes later, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps, "dong dong", and the door was knocked twice.
"Open the door."
Lu Yunzheng's forehead was already covered with a layer of sweat, but his breath was not completely disordered.
The bathroom door was opened a crack, and a white jade-like arm stretched out from inside. Unlike Lu Yunzheng's strong, strong, vein-covered arm, that white and tender arm seemed too soft.
"Thank you." It was Xu Wantang's voice, and the end of the sentence still seemed to have a hook.
Lu Yunzheng lowered his eyes, handed the paper over, and the door was closed again from the inside.
After Xu Wantang cleaned up, when he came out of the bathroom, there was no one at the dining table. The tableware and pots had been cleaned and placed in their original positions, looking neat and tidy.
It was Lu Yunzheng who finished cleaning up.
In this case, Xu Wantang doesn't need to do anything else.
Maybe it was because he had taken a shower and caught a cold, but Xu Wantang's lower abdomen felt heavy, so he went to bed early.
*
Zhao Youyou has been crying since she came out of the grocery store.
Song Qianxue could coax her nicely at first, but as time went by, she became a little irritated.
She glanced at the time. If she didn't cook, it would be too late. Zhou Haodong had been busy outside for a day and was about to come back. He couldn't go without food.
Just as Song Qianxue was about to turn around and go to the kitchen, Zhao Youyou grabbed her by the corner of her clothes.
"Yuyou, what's wrong?" Song Qianxue's brows were filled with fatigue, but she still asked softly.
Zhao Youyou shook her head, her eyes swollen from crying, "No...don't leave."
Song Qianxue sighed and said, "Mom is going to cook. You can play in the house for a while first."
Zhao Youyou's little hand tugged hard on the corner of Song Qianxue's clothes, and even her expression was distorted by the force.
Song Qianxue was unprepared for a moment and was instantly dragged up and staggered. While she protected her stomach and stabilized her body, she subconsciously slapped Zhao Youyou's hand away.
After a "pop" sound, the whole room became silent...
Zhao Youyou forgot to cry for a moment. She stared blankly at her little red hands, and looked at Song Qianxue in disbelief.
At this moment, Song Qianxue realized that her behavior was a bit extreme. She quickly knelt down and held Zhao Youyou in her arms. She took her little hand and blew it gently. After blowing twice, she quickly apologized, "Mom, you didn't mean it. If you pull mom hard like that, she will fall, and if she falls, your brother or sister will be dead, do you know?"
Zhao Youyou gritted her teeth and shed tears silently.
"Don't cry. You haven't eaten anything all day. Mommy will make you something delicious, okay?" Song Qianxue comforted her softly.
Zhao Youyou turned her head away and did not look at her.
Seeing that Zhao Youyou was no longer holding her and crying, Song Qianxue felt a little more relaxed and planned to go to the kitchen to cook.
But as soon as he reached the door, the door of the house was opened.
Zhou Haodong walked in with a tired look. The moment he saw Song Qianxue, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.
Song Qianxue smiled with surprise on her face. She took a few steps forward to meet him, and put her arms around the man's neck. "Husband, why did you come back so early today?"
Zhou Haodong put his lips on Song Qianxue's ear and said something, causing Song Qianxue to push his chest and call him a hooligan.
The two of them were talking about love selflessly, completely ignoring Zhao Youyou in the corner, so that they did not see Zhao Youyou's cold eyes staring at them.
Zhou Haodong and Song Qianxue were sticky for a while before letting go of each other.
"Honey, I'm hungry. What do you want to eat today?" Zhou Haodong sat on a chair and complained to his wife, "I have been staring at the decoration all day and I didn't eat at noon."
Song Qianxue looked at her man with some embarrassment, "Husband, today, you cried so much today, you haven't had time to cook yet..."
Zhou Haodong was stunned. Usually when he came home in the evening, there would always be hot meals on the table without exception. This was the first time this happened today.
Zhou Haodong glanced at Zhao Youyou, with no warmth in his eyes. He looked at his wife again, feeling incredibly soft inside.
His wife was looking at him timidly, with a look that made him unable to bear to be harsh at all, "It's okay, wife, let's go to a state-owned hotel to celebrate Yoyo's reunion with you, how about that?"
"Thank you, husband." Song Qianxue held the man's hand and said coquettishly.
"Silly girl, thank you for what? You are my wife!" After saying that, Zhou Haodong kissed Song Qianxue's hand.
Zhao Youyou followed silently, feeling very uncomfortable.
She couldn't help but think of the time when she was at the bad woman's house. The bad woman would never leave her behind, but would hold her hand...
When Zhao Youyou thought of this, she immediately shook her head vigorously.
The bad woman was so bad to her during this time, and she was just pretending to do what she did before! She should stop thinking about bad women!
She wants to live a good life with her mother and never have to deal with that bad woman again!
She only has her mother now...
Thinking of this, Zhao Youyou stepped forward and held her mother's hand.
But when she grabbed it, it was empty. She saw her mother's hands on the new father's arms, and there was no place for her...
In an instant, Zhao Youyou's little face turned red with anger, and like a bull that saw the red cloth, she ran straight into it...
